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healingbonds) wrote2020-08-25 09:14 pm
healingbonds) wrote2020-08-25 09:14 pm
Entry tags:
- .central practice,
- .mahoyaku,
- .translation,
- arthur,
- cain,
- faust,
- heathcliff,
- nero,
- oz,
- riquet,
- shino
Etude of the Sacred Treasured Sword | Chapter 9
Chapter 8 << | index | >> Chapter 10
Heathcliff: ......The church is kind of scary at night......
Shino: ............ ......Hey. Did you hear that just now......
Heathcliff: Huh......?
Shino: Boo!
(Rustle)
Heathcliff: Ahhhh......! You! You idiot! You made me shout!
Shino: Ahaha. What a face.
Heathcliff: ......Why, you.......
Nero: Hey, you two youngsters. I told you to stay quiet. ......Hmm?
Heathcliff: S-stop it. Not you too, Nero........
(Black shadows appear)
???: .......Sir......A—.........
Heathcliff: ......!
???: ......Sir Alec......!
Faust: ...... ......You guys......
✦✧☾✧✦
(Disembodied mumbling)
Cain: What’s with these guys......!? Are they that wizard Nova’s underlings!?
Oz: ......No, they’re dead souls. But......
Cain: But what!?
Oz: Every dead spirit here belongs to a wizard. They’re wandering about in search of the treasured sword.
Cain: The sword!? But why!?
(Footsteps)
Priest: Who is it!? What are you doing over there!?
Akira: ......I-it’s people from the church......!
Riquet: ......Prince Arthur. Leave this to me. Please go and ensure the safety of the sword.
Arthur: But......
Riquet: It’ll be all right! Run! I can handle it......
Priest: Suspicious persons......!? Even if you pretend to be a child, we won’t go easy on you! We’ll expose your true form and punish you!
Riquet: ............ Please leave this to me and Cain!
Cain: Got it! I’ll stay with you! Oz, I’m leaving Arthur and Sir Sage to you!
Oz: Yes.
Arthur: Let’s go, Sir Sage!
(Footsteps)
Priest: ......We’ll get these ones first and then chase after the others! There’s no way we’ll lose with this many of us!
Priest: Yes, sir!
Cain: I wouldn’t be so sure about that.
I don’t want to lift a hand against religious men either. It’d be a huge help if you guys could just quietly back away.
Priest: What......!? I feel like I’ve seen this man somewhere before......
High Priest Celio: Silence.
Priest: High Priest......!
Cain: ......Father Celio......
High Priest Celio: You...... I met you two at Granvelle Castle — the former leader of the Order of Knights, and the wizard raised in the religious organization.
How faithless of you to creep into our holy church.....!
Riquet: You’re right. Our conduct may be improper.
However, what drove us into this corner is—....
Your sins! High Priest Father Celio!
High Priest Celio: Wh—
Riquet: But I shall forgive you!
High Priest Celio: ............!?
Riquet: I shall forgive you out of the graciousness of my heart. For I am a disciple of God who guides people to salvation.
If you truly are the High Priest of the Holy Church of Faust, you should have a gracious heart and forgive us in return!
Cain: ......What incredible logic......
High Priest Celio: C-cease your sophistry!
Riquet: Which of us is employing sophistry here!? The holy wizard Sir Faust was a wizard who served the people.
We are also wizards who serve the people. You cannot perceive our devotion and compassion because your sight has been clouded by selfishness.
Haven’t you been blinded by the prestige that comes with the Holy Church of Faust housing the treasured sword Caletvwlch!?
High Priest Celio: ......Absurd......! I’m simply doing this to protect the dignity of the sword and our church!
Riquet: And as a result, these dead souls are running rampant! You might not be able to see them, but there are countless human figures flying about!
You are fixated on this foolish prestige, and you lack a heart that believes in people — because of that, these dead souls are trying to steal the sword!
High Priest Celio: ......I...... I........
Riquet: But I shall forgive you.
High Priest Celio: ............
Riquet: High Priest Celio. Prestige has nothing to do with treasures. It lies within your heart......
For the sake of protecting both your honor and the sword’s, entrust it to Prince Arthur before these dead souls get their hands on it.
Otherwise, your name will go down in history as the man who brought about a horrible tragedy.
High Priest Celio: ............
✦✧☾✧✦
Along with Arthur and Oz, I head towards the main hall where the treasured sword Caletvwlch is kept.
As we race there, the flying black shadows surpass us with incredible speed.
An unfathomable emotion rises in me at the sight of the black shadows, flickering in and out of existence as they head intently towards their destination.
Soon. Soon. So long as he is with us. So long as we follow him.
We’ll be rewarded, even though we were born as wizards. A new age is upon us.
Oz: ......It looks like the influence of the < Great Catastrophe > has given physical form to the thoughts of the wizards from the founding era.
Akira: Their thoughts......?
Arthur: Sir Sage! The main hall is this way!
✦✧☾✧✦
Faust: << Satillquinart Mullcreed >>
Surrounded by black shadows, Faust chants his spell as we arrive on the scene.
He holds a long sword in his right arm. Radiating a long history and a mysterious dignity, the sword is sheathed in a magnificent scabbard.
Faust lowers his gaze, whispering something to the black shadows.
Faust: ......He’s gone. He’s no longer here.
In an instant, the voices of the black shadows grow so loud that they resound inside my head.
If we’re by your side. If we have you. Will we be able to change the world?
If we have this mystical sword to carve a path to the future, will we be rewarded?
Can we believe in you?
Heathcliff: ......What’s with these voices......
Shino: These shadows are dangerous! Be careful!
Nero: Faust, let go of the sword!
At that moment, Arthur speaks up in a quiet voice.
Arthur: We can change the world.
Faust’s eyes widen.
Arthur smiles kindly, holding his hand out towards the black shadows.
Arthur: Don’t worry. Be it humans, or wizards — we’ll take each other’s hands, and build a world where we trust in each other.
Thanks to the battles you fought, we now have the present. Thank you.
The black shadows turn towards Arthur. Gradually, the outlines of their expressions start to grow distinct.
(Footsteps)
Faust steps forward silently and hands the sword to Arthur.
Faust: ......Raise the sword, and chant your spell.
Arthur: I understand.
Arthur nods and draws the sword. It starts to shine, glowing with a mysterious light.
Arthur: << Pernoctant Nixzo >>
(Flash)
Within the dazzling light, the black figures slowly turn transparent and vanish.
Chapter 8 << | index | >> Chapter 10
Heathcliff: ......The church is kind of scary at night......
Shino: ............ ......Hey. Did you hear that just now......
Heathcliff: Huh......?
Shino: Boo!
(Rustle)
Heathcliff: Ahhhh......! You! You idiot! You made me shout!
Shino: Ahaha. What a face.
Heathcliff: ......Why, you.......
Nero: Hey, you two youngsters. I told you to stay quiet. ......Hmm?
Heathcliff: S-stop it. Not you too, Nero........
(Black shadows appear)
???: .......Sir......A—.........
Heathcliff: ......!
???: ......Sir Alec......!
Faust: ...... ......You guys......
✦✧☾✧✦
(Disembodied mumbling)
Cain: What’s with these guys......!? Are they that wizard Nova’s underlings!?
Oz: ......No, they’re dead souls. But......
Cain: But what!?
Oz: Every dead spirit here belongs to a wizard. They’re wandering about in search of the treasured sword.
Cain: The sword!? But why!?
(Footsteps)
Priest: Who is it!? What are you doing over there!?
Akira: ......I-it’s people from the church......!
Riquet: ......Prince Arthur. Leave this to me. Please go and ensure the safety of the sword.
Arthur: But......
Riquet: It’ll be all right! Run! I can handle it......
Priest: Suspicious persons......!? Even if you pretend to be a child, we won’t go easy on you! We’ll expose your true form and punish you!
Riquet: ............ Please leave this to me and Cain!
Cain: Got it! I’ll stay with you! Oz, I’m leaving Arthur and Sir Sage to you!
Oz: Yes.
Arthur: Let’s go, Sir Sage!
(Footsteps)
Priest: ......We’ll get these ones first and then chase after the others! There’s no way we’ll lose with this many of us!
Priest: Yes, sir!
Cain: I wouldn’t be so sure about that.
I don’t want to lift a hand against religious men either. It’d be a huge help if you guys could just quietly back away.
Priest: What......!? I feel like I’ve seen this man somewhere before......
High Priest Celio: Silence.
Priest: High Priest......!
Cain: ......Father Celio......
High Priest Celio: You...... I met you two at Granvelle Castle — the former leader of the Order of Knights, and the wizard raised in the religious organization.
How faithless of you to creep into our holy church.....!
Riquet: You’re right. Our conduct may be improper.
However, what drove us into this corner is—....
Your sins! High Priest Father Celio!
High Priest Celio: Wh—
Riquet: But I shall forgive you!
High Priest Celio: ............!?
Riquet: I shall forgive you out of the graciousness of my heart. For I am a disciple of God who guides people to salvation.
If you truly are the High Priest of the Holy Church of Faust, you should have a gracious heart and forgive us in return!
Cain: ......What incredible logic......
High Priest Celio: C-cease your sophistry!
Riquet: Which of us is employing sophistry here!? The holy wizard Sir Faust was a wizard who served the people.
We are also wizards who serve the people. You cannot perceive our devotion and compassion because your sight has been clouded by selfishness.
Haven’t you been blinded by the prestige that comes with the Holy Church of Faust housing the treasured sword Caletvwlch!?
High Priest Celio: ......Absurd......! I’m simply doing this to protect the dignity of the sword and our church!
Riquet: And as a result, these dead souls are running rampant! You might not be able to see them, but there are countless human figures flying about!
You are fixated on this foolish prestige, and you lack a heart that believes in people — because of that, these dead souls are trying to steal the sword!
High Priest Celio: ......I...... I........
Riquet: But I shall forgive you.
High Priest Celio: ............
Riquet: High Priest Celio. Prestige has nothing to do with treasures. It lies within your heart......
For the sake of protecting both your honor and the sword’s, entrust it to Prince Arthur before these dead souls get their hands on it.
Otherwise, your name will go down in history as the man who brought about a horrible tragedy.
High Priest Celio: ............
✦✧☾✧✦
Along with Arthur and Oz, I head towards the main hall where the treasured sword Caletvwlch is kept.
As we race there, the flying black shadows surpass us with incredible speed.
An unfathomable emotion rises in me at the sight of the black shadows, flickering in and out of existence as they head intently towards their destination.
Soon. Soon. So long as he is with us. So long as we follow him.
We’ll be rewarded, even though we were born as wizards. A new age is upon us.
Oz: ......It looks like the influence of the < Great Catastrophe > has given physical form to the thoughts of the wizards from the founding era.
Akira: Their thoughts......?
Arthur: Sir Sage! The main hall is this way!
✦✧☾✧✦
Faust: << Satillquinart Mullcreed >>
Surrounded by black shadows, Faust chants his spell as we arrive on the scene.
He holds a long sword in his right arm. Radiating a long history and a mysterious dignity, the sword is sheathed in a magnificent scabbard.
Faust lowers his gaze, whispering something to the black shadows.
Faust: ......He’s gone. He’s no longer here.
In an instant, the voices of the black shadows grow so loud that they resound inside my head.
If we’re by your side. If we have you. Will we be able to change the world?
If we have this mystical sword to carve a path to the future, will we be rewarded?
Can we believe in you?
Heathcliff: ......What’s with these voices......
Shino: These shadows are dangerous! Be careful!
Nero: Faust, let go of the sword!
At that moment, Arthur speaks up in a quiet voice.
Arthur: We can change the world.
Faust’s eyes widen.
Arthur smiles kindly, holding his hand out towards the black shadows.
Arthur: Don’t worry. Be it humans, or wizards — we’ll take each other’s hands, and build a world where we trust in each other.
Thanks to the battles you fought, we now have the present. Thank you.
The black shadows turn towards Arthur. Gradually, the outlines of their expressions start to grow distinct.
(Footsteps)
Faust steps forward silently and hands the sword to Arthur.
Faust: ......Raise the sword, and chant your spell.
Arthur: I understand.
Arthur nods and draws the sword. It starts to shine, glowing with a mysterious light.
Arthur: << Pernoctant Nixzo >>
(Flash)
Within the dazzling light, the black figures slowly turn transparent and vanish.
Chapter 8 << | index | >> Chapter 10