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Tycho Lake | Main Episode
MahoYaku Masterpost & Translator's Notes
CHAPTER 1
Akira: We’ve arrived at the Southern Tower. Today I’d like the Southern wizards to head to Tycho Lake.
Rutile: Tycho Lake? You mean the Tycho Lake that lies on the far southeast planes?
Akira: Yes. According to the map, I think that’s right.
Mitile: Mother loved Tycho Lake, right? I hear that that’s where she met Father.
Akira: That sounds lovely! Is it like a popular date spot... I mean, a popular tourist destination for young lovers?
Figaro: Well, it’s definitely beautiful, but it takes quite a while to get out there, so I wouldn’t say it’s a popular destination for casual tourism among humans.
Lennox: A famous poet from Central Country wrote a poem titled “The Lake of Stars” when he visited Tycho Lake on a trip through Southern Country.
Tiretta’s husband was a teacher, so I hear that he went out on a journey to see the place where the poem was written.
Akira: “The Lake of Stars”?
Rutile: It’s famous for reflecting the patterns in the sky like a mirror. It’s so beautiful that you feel like you’re living a dream. ...Did something strange happen there?
Akira: No. They’d like to investigate Tycho Lake, you see. It’s a wide, ancient lake, so they wanted to make sure nothing strange was happening.
Rutile: I see! The people there will feel at ease if we investigate the place in advance, after all. Let’s go!
Akira: Yes!
Rutile: Oh, that’s right, Sir Sage. I hear that you can catch a mystical fish at Tycho Lake.
Akira: A mystical fish?
Rutile: It’s called the soulfish — it’s a speedy fish that rarely shows itself, and it’s said to influence the hearts of wizards.
If you eat the soulfish, you become more prideful, more relaxed, and more passionate than usual... That’s what they say.
Akira: That sounds interesting. If I manage to catch a soulfish at Tycho Lake, I’ll gift it to you all!
CHAPTER 2
Akira: We’ve been flying for quite a while since leaving the Southern Tower. Will we be there soon?
Figaro: We’re getting there. Take a look — can you see how the mountain ranges over yonder look like they’re radiating from that one mountain that looks like a plate?
Akira: You’re right.... All the mountains are centered around that mountain, like the petals of a sunflower, or like the blades of a windmill.
Rutile: You see, Tycho Lake was formed in the ancient past: the burning stone of a star came falling upon this land, and rainwater accumulated in the depression that it formed.
Akira: The stone of a star... You mean a meteorite?
Rutile: Yes. Mother told me that’s why there are many strange, endemic creatures in the region — it harbors incredible power.
Mitile: Ah! We’re almost there! Look — it’s reflecting the sun like a brilliant mirror.
Akira: It’s so wide up close!
Rutile: It is! It might be even bigger than the forest by Blanchett in the East, or even the Central capital.
Akira: (Amazing.... The lake glitters like a jewel amidst these empty, barren lands.....)
✦✧☾✧✦
Akira: So this is Tycho Lake. It’s so beautiful! The water reflects the clouds and the deep blue sky, so it feels like they’re right by our feet.
And the lake spreads out as far as the eye can see, so the sky continues far into the distance.... It’s a whole world composed of silver clouds and a blue sky.....
Rutile: It soothes your heart, doesn’t it? At night, the whole scene is covered in stars; it’s so beautiful that you feel like it could suck you in.
Mitile: And there are so many pretty flowers and plants! I’m going to collect them so that I can use them for my magic potions.
Lennox: There are lots of strange-colored fish, too. This looks like a good place to fish.
Figaro: Ahaha. This feels like a day off. I’ll go speak to the residents of the nearby village. I bet they’ll treat me to some delicious wine.
Mitile: Dr. Figaro! We’re here to investigate Tycho Lake, remember!
Figaro: Don’t worry, I know. But the view is so beautiful. It makes me want to read a poem out loud.
Lennox: You write poetry?
Figaro: It’s simply a hobby. O Lennox, Lennox. O, Lennox the great.
Lennox: So you’re just teasing me.... All right, let’s all meet back here before the sun sets. Mitile, you should come with me.
Mitile: Yes!
CHAPTER 3
Rutile: We should go explore together, Sir Sage! Shall we investigate the lake from above?
Akira: From above? You mean by broom?
Rutile: I borrowed some magical shoes from Sir Snow and Sir White, see! If we wear them, we can walk on the surface of the lake!
Akira: Shoes that let you walk on water....!? M-may I put these on?
Rutile: Of course!
Akira: .....! You’re right....! I’m walking on water! Wow, I’m walking on water!
Lennox: Sir Sage, you sound delighted.
Akira: Of course I’m delighted! I feel like a wizard!
Rutile: Ahaha! I’m glad you’re happy, Sir Sage!
Akira: Wow.... I can just keep walking on the surface on the lake..... It’s sparkling; I feel like I’m living a dream.....
Rutile: Phew.... It really is beautiful. I feel like all my worries and exhaustion will just blow away.
> Option: You’re right....
Rutile: Sir Sage, are you worried about anything?
Akira: No, I’m not, but.
Rutile: I’m glad to hear it. You sounded a bit grave there. If something is bothering you, feel free to come to me anytime!
> Option: Are you worried about something?
Akira: Are you worried about something?
Rutile: Ehehe, I’m not, but. I’m just feeling so good that I had to say it.
Akira: Ahaha. That sounds so like you, Rutile.
Rutile: If something is bothering me, I’ll definitely come to you about it, Sir Sage, so please hear me out.
Akira: Oh, that’s right. What kind of poem is “The Lake of Stars”?
Rutile: Ta-da! I actually wrote it down in my notebook. May I read it out loud? I’m feeling like a poet today.
Akira: I’d love to hear it! Please!
Rutile: All right then! Ahem. “The Lake of Stars.”
“My eyes are the Lake of Stars;
Reflecting thy overflowing beauty
With rapture, upon
The surface of this lake.”
“My eyes are the Lake of Stars;
When I fall from the sky
And land upon a distant constellation
I will forever gaze at thee from yonder.”
“Only when tears spill from thine eyes
Shall my gaze cloud over
Like the silver lake pummeled
By the droplets of an endless rain.”
“My eyes are the Lake of Stars.
That gaze on thee with eternal love.”
CHAPTER 4
Akira: (...How sweet.... Though it is such a straightforward love poem that I feel like blushing.....)
Rutile: My mother loved this poem, so she made father read it to her all the time. And she loved the feeling of being mesmerized after he had finished reading the poem even more.
Akira: That’s adorable. Maybe she was so mesmerized because her beloved husband read it to her....
Rutile: I told Mister Mithra about this too. And he told me that she had once asked him to read her the same poem. But he said that it was a pain and refused to read it.
Akira: Ahaha. That sounds like something Mithra would say.
Rutile: But if Mister Mithra hadn’t refused, and read “The Lake of Stars” to mother....
I wonder if Mister Mithra would’ve been my father.
Akira: (I... Don’t know how I’m supposed to respond to that.....)
Rutile: Sometimes I really do wonder why Mother married my father, a human, and not Mister Mithra, who is a wizard.
I’m not trying to be discriminatory about humans — I just mean.... Wizards will stop aging at some point in their lives, and continue to live for a very, very long time.
Mother passed away before father did, but most of the time, humans are more likely to pass away first. Did she never think about how lonely she might be.....?
Akira: ...I see what you mean. How do you feel about it, Rutile?
Rutile: I don’t know.... I’m a bit scared. What if I fall in love with a human, but my body is frozen in time, and I go on to live for many centuries?
I haven’t stopped aging yet, but.... When I do, how will I feel....?
Rutile’s quiet voice makes me feel like I’ve touched upon a worry shared by many wizards.
Time does not pass by the same way for wizards as it does for humans. Even if they fall in love, they might be left behind by the currents of time.
No matter how many smiles they exchange, an inevitable goodbye awaits them — like watching a train depart from the station — a goodbye that only grows more painful the more you love.
Akira: ....Even so, I think we will all find someone special — the same way your mother fell in love with your father, Rutile.
Rutile: Sir Sage.....
CHAPTER 5
Rutile: You’re right.... Mother and Father must have discovered that happiness.
Seeing Rutile’s smile, I imagine the sight of a Southern Country man, standing by the lake as a witch on a broom approaches him.
It must’ve been a lovely beginning.
Just like devoted love described by the author of “The Lake of Stars” — love, like a sparkling lake.
Akira: I wonder who the author of “The Lake of Stars” dedicated his poem to?
Rutile: It’s a mystery, you see. He was said to have been single his entire life, so it probably wasn’t a wife....
That’s when the surface of the lake ripples.
Rutile: Ah.....
I look up at Rutile’s voice. The shadow that appears from beyond the mystical, silver lake makes me hold my breath.
A woman of unparalleled beauty, with skin as pale as snow, and long, silver hair like the clouds reflected in the lake.
She peers out of the lake for only an instant; after that moment, she dives back underwater.
Making a splash with her glittering, silver tail.
✦✧☾✧✦
Figaro: You saw a mermaid?
Rutile: Yes! You saw her too, right, Sir Sage?
Akira: Yes! She was so beautiful!!
Figaro: I’m jealous.
Lennox: Are you sure you didn’t mistake her for something else? Mermaids are the creatures of legends. I thought they went extinct long ago.....
Mitile: But I heard the dragons in Northern Country came back to life, so maybe the same goes for mermaids!
I’m jealous~, I want to see one too! Let’s camp out here as we investigate tonight!
Figaro: Mermaids are cautious beings, so she won’t show herself so easily. You two only saw her from a distance, right?
Rutile: No. We weren’t super close, but she peered out of the water.
Figaro: Huh. I wonder why?
CHAPTER 6
Akira: Maybe... It’s because you read the poem?
Rutile: “The Lake of Stars”?
Akira: Yes. Maybe the poet dedicated “The Lake of Stars” to that beautiful mermaid....
Rutile: ..........
Rutile turns around to gaze at the shining lake, quiet as the winds send ripples across its surface.
Rutile: .....“Gaze on thee with eternal love.” Maybe that poem really was for her. Maybe he believed in eternal love....
Maybe mother also believed in it. Love bestowed by humans that will last forever, even after they pass away....
There’s something melancholy and loving about Rutile’s quiet smile.
Rutile: Perhaps, just as mother was mesmerized when father read her the poem....
That beautiful mermaid was also mesmerized when she heard the poem that had been dedicated to her for the first time in ages.
The Southern wizards are silent. Both Figaro and Lennox have lived long lives; Rutile and Mitile will probably also live for many, many years.
Perhaps they’re thinking about their own fates, and the poet who dedicated his eternal love to the mermaid.
Figaro: ....All right, it’s time to head back. Did you guys complete your investigations?
Mitile: Yes! I need to do some research when I get back, but I managed to gather everything that caught my eye.
Lennox: I gathered some specimens too. But I wasn’t able to collect everything I needed, so I think I’ll pay another visit in the new future.
Rutile: I’m on board! Sir Sage, let’s come together next time too.
Akira: Yes! I hope we can meet the mermaid again.
Rutile: Yes. Until then, let us pray — so that this beautiful place will be free of catastrophe.
So that it will never lose its magnificence, for all eternity — this place where Mother and Father met; this place where this beautiful poem of love was born.
<< Ortonik Setomaouge >>
CHAPTER 1
Akira: We’ve arrived at the Southern Tower. Today I’d like the Southern wizards to head to Tycho Lake.
Rutile: Tycho Lake? You mean the Tycho Lake that lies on the far southeast planes?
Akira: Yes. According to the map, I think that’s right.
Mitile: Mother loved Tycho Lake, right? I hear that that’s where she met Father.
Akira: That sounds lovely! Is it like a popular date spot... I mean, a popular tourist destination for young lovers?
Figaro: Well, it’s definitely beautiful, but it takes quite a while to get out there, so I wouldn’t say it’s a popular destination for casual tourism among humans.
Lennox: A famous poet from Central Country wrote a poem titled “The Lake of Stars” when he visited Tycho Lake on a trip through Southern Country.
Tiretta’s husband was a teacher, so I hear that he went out on a journey to see the place where the poem was written.
Akira: “The Lake of Stars”?
Rutile: It’s famous for reflecting the patterns in the sky like a mirror. It’s so beautiful that you feel like you’re living a dream. ...Did something strange happen there?
Akira: No. They’d like to investigate Tycho Lake, you see. It’s a wide, ancient lake, so they wanted to make sure nothing strange was happening.
Rutile: I see! The people there will feel at ease if we investigate the place in advance, after all. Let’s go!
Akira: Yes!
Rutile: Oh, that’s right, Sir Sage. I hear that you can catch a mystical fish at Tycho Lake.
Akira: A mystical fish?
Rutile: It’s called the soulfish — it’s a speedy fish that rarely shows itself, and it’s said to influence the hearts of wizards.
If you eat the soulfish, you become more prideful, more relaxed, and more passionate than usual... That’s what they say.
Akira: That sounds interesting. If I manage to catch a soulfish at Tycho Lake, I’ll gift it to you all!
CHAPTER 2
Akira: We’ve been flying for quite a while since leaving the Southern Tower. Will we be there soon?
Figaro: We’re getting there. Take a look — can you see how the mountain ranges over yonder look like they’re radiating from that one mountain that looks like a plate?
Akira: You’re right.... All the mountains are centered around that mountain, like the petals of a sunflower, or like the blades of a windmill.
Rutile: You see, Tycho Lake was formed in the ancient past: the burning stone of a star came falling upon this land, and rainwater accumulated in the depression that it formed.
Akira: The stone of a star... You mean a meteorite?
Rutile: Yes. Mother told me that’s why there are many strange, endemic creatures in the region — it harbors incredible power.
Mitile: Ah! We’re almost there! Look — it’s reflecting the sun like a brilliant mirror.
Akira: It’s so wide up close!
Rutile: It is! It might be even bigger than the forest by Blanchett in the East, or even the Central capital.
Akira: (Amazing.... The lake glitters like a jewel amidst these empty, barren lands.....)
✦✧☾✧✦
Akira: So this is Tycho Lake. It’s so beautiful! The water reflects the clouds and the deep blue sky, so it feels like they’re right by our feet.
And the lake spreads out as far as the eye can see, so the sky continues far into the distance.... It’s a whole world composed of silver clouds and a blue sky.....
Rutile: It soothes your heart, doesn’t it? At night, the whole scene is covered in stars; it’s so beautiful that you feel like it could suck you in.
Mitile: And there are so many pretty flowers and plants! I’m going to collect them so that I can use them for my magic potions.
Lennox: There are lots of strange-colored fish, too. This looks like a good place to fish.
Figaro: Ahaha. This feels like a day off. I’ll go speak to the residents of the nearby village. I bet they’ll treat me to some delicious wine.
Mitile: Dr. Figaro! We’re here to investigate Tycho Lake, remember!
Figaro: Don’t worry, I know. But the view is so beautiful. It makes me want to read a poem out loud.
Lennox: You write poetry?
Figaro: It’s simply a hobby. O Lennox, Lennox. O, Lennox the great.
Lennox: So you’re just teasing me.... All right, let’s all meet back here before the sun sets. Mitile, you should come with me.
Mitile: Yes!
CHAPTER 3
Rutile: We should go explore together, Sir Sage! Shall we investigate the lake from above?
Akira: From above? You mean by broom?
Rutile: I borrowed some magical shoes from Sir Snow and Sir White, see! If we wear them, we can walk on the surface of the lake!
Akira: Shoes that let you walk on water....!? M-may I put these on?
Rutile: Of course!
Akira: .....! You’re right....! I’m walking on water! Wow, I’m walking on water!
Lennox: Sir Sage, you sound delighted.
Akira: Of course I’m delighted! I feel like a wizard!
Rutile: Ahaha! I’m glad you’re happy, Sir Sage!
Akira: Wow.... I can just keep walking on the surface on the lake..... It’s sparkling; I feel like I’m living a dream.....
Rutile: Phew.... It really is beautiful. I feel like all my worries and exhaustion will just blow away.
> Option: You’re right....
Rutile: Sir Sage, are you worried about anything?
Akira: No, I’m not, but.
Rutile: I’m glad to hear it. You sounded a bit grave there. If something is bothering you, feel free to come to me anytime!
> Option: Are you worried about something?
Akira: Are you worried about something?
Rutile: Ehehe, I’m not, but. I’m just feeling so good that I had to say it.
Akira: Ahaha. That sounds so like you, Rutile.
Rutile: If something is bothering me, I’ll definitely come to you about it, Sir Sage, so please hear me out.
Akira: Oh, that’s right. What kind of poem is “The Lake of Stars”?
Rutile: Ta-da! I actually wrote it down in my notebook. May I read it out loud? I’m feeling like a poet today.
Akira: I’d love to hear it! Please!
Rutile: All right then! Ahem. “The Lake of Stars.”
“My eyes are the Lake of Stars;
Reflecting thy overflowing beauty
With rapture, upon
The surface of this lake.”
“My eyes are the Lake of Stars;
When I fall from the sky
And land upon a distant constellation
I will forever gaze at thee from yonder.”
“Only when tears spill from thine eyes
Shall my gaze cloud over
Like the silver lake pummeled
By the droplets of an endless rain.”
“My eyes are the Lake of Stars.
That gaze on thee with eternal love.”
CHAPTER 4
Akira: (...How sweet.... Though it is such a straightforward love poem that I feel like blushing.....)
Rutile: My mother loved this poem, so she made father read it to her all the time. And she loved the feeling of being mesmerized after he had finished reading the poem even more.
Akira: That’s adorable. Maybe she was so mesmerized because her beloved husband read it to her....
Rutile: I told Mister Mithra about this too. And he told me that she had once asked him to read her the same poem. But he said that it was a pain and refused to read it.
Akira: Ahaha. That sounds like something Mithra would say.
Rutile: But if Mister Mithra hadn’t refused, and read “The Lake of Stars” to mother....
I wonder if Mister Mithra would’ve been my father.
Akira: (I... Don’t know how I’m supposed to respond to that.....)
Rutile: Sometimes I really do wonder why Mother married my father, a human, and not Mister Mithra, who is a wizard.
I’m not trying to be discriminatory about humans — I just mean.... Wizards will stop aging at some point in their lives, and continue to live for a very, very long time.
Mother passed away before father did, but most of the time, humans are more likely to pass away first. Did she never think about how lonely she might be.....?
Akira: ...I see what you mean. How do you feel about it, Rutile?
Rutile: I don’t know.... I’m a bit scared. What if I fall in love with a human, but my body is frozen in time, and I go on to live for many centuries?
I haven’t stopped aging yet, but.... When I do, how will I feel....?
Rutile’s quiet voice makes me feel like I’ve touched upon a worry shared by many wizards.
Time does not pass by the same way for wizards as it does for humans. Even if they fall in love, they might be left behind by the currents of time.
No matter how many smiles they exchange, an inevitable goodbye awaits them — like watching a train depart from the station — a goodbye that only grows more painful the more you love.
Akira: ....Even so, I think we will all find someone special — the same way your mother fell in love with your father, Rutile.
Rutile: Sir Sage.....
CHAPTER 5
Rutile: You’re right.... Mother and Father must have discovered that happiness.
Seeing Rutile’s smile, I imagine the sight of a Southern Country man, standing by the lake as a witch on a broom approaches him.
It must’ve been a lovely beginning.
Just like devoted love described by the author of “The Lake of Stars” — love, like a sparkling lake.
Akira: I wonder who the author of “The Lake of Stars” dedicated his poem to?
Rutile: It’s a mystery, you see. He was said to have been single his entire life, so it probably wasn’t a wife....
That’s when the surface of the lake ripples.
Rutile: Ah.....
I look up at Rutile’s voice. The shadow that appears from beyond the mystical, silver lake makes me hold my breath.
A woman of unparalleled beauty, with skin as pale as snow, and long, silver hair like the clouds reflected in the lake.
She peers out of the lake for only an instant; after that moment, she dives back underwater.
Making a splash with her glittering, silver tail.
✦✧☾✧✦
Figaro: You saw a mermaid?
Rutile: Yes! You saw her too, right, Sir Sage?
Akira: Yes! She was so beautiful!!
Figaro: I’m jealous.
Lennox: Are you sure you didn’t mistake her for something else? Mermaids are the creatures of legends. I thought they went extinct long ago.....
Mitile: But I heard the dragons in Northern Country came back to life, so maybe the same goes for mermaids!
I’m jealous~, I want to see one too! Let’s camp out here as we investigate tonight!
Figaro: Mermaids are cautious beings, so she won’t show herself so easily. You two only saw her from a distance, right?
Rutile: No. We weren’t super close, but she peered out of the water.
Figaro: Huh. I wonder why?
CHAPTER 6
Akira: Maybe... It’s because you read the poem?
Rutile: “The Lake of Stars”?
Akira: Yes. Maybe the poet dedicated “The Lake of Stars” to that beautiful mermaid....
Rutile: ..........
Rutile turns around to gaze at the shining lake, quiet as the winds send ripples across its surface.
Rutile: .....“Gaze on thee with eternal love.” Maybe that poem really was for her. Maybe he believed in eternal love....
Maybe mother also believed in it. Love bestowed by humans that will last forever, even after they pass away....
There’s something melancholy and loving about Rutile’s quiet smile.
Rutile: Perhaps, just as mother was mesmerized when father read her the poem....
That beautiful mermaid was also mesmerized when she heard the poem that had been dedicated to her for the first time in ages.
The Southern wizards are silent. Both Figaro and Lennox have lived long lives; Rutile and Mitile will probably also live for many, many years.
Perhaps they’re thinking about their own fates, and the poet who dedicated his eternal love to the mermaid.
Figaro: ....All right, it’s time to head back. Did you guys complete your investigations?
Mitile: Yes! I need to do some research when I get back, but I managed to gather everything that caught my eye.
Lennox: I gathered some specimens too. But I wasn’t able to collect everything I needed, so I think I’ll pay another visit in the new future.
Rutile: I’m on board! Sir Sage, let’s come together next time too.
Akira: Yes! I hope we can meet the mermaid again.
Rutile: Yes. Until then, let us pray — so that this beautiful place will be free of catastrophe.
So that it will never lose its magnificence, for all eternity — this place where Mother and Father met; this place where this beautiful poem of love was born.
<< Ortonik Setomaouge >>