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Flowers for You, Magic for the Sky | Chapter 16
Chapter 15 << | index | >> Chapter 17
Mitile: Wait, does that mean.... You have the comet tears with you right now?
Riquet: Yes! Let’s see what it does!
Heathcliff: All right.... If anything happens, you two should run away.
Mitile & Riquet: I won’t run away!
Heathcliff: Then your job is to be messengers. I want you two to call for help to make sure we don’t die.
Riquet: Well, if that’s the case....
Mitile: All right. I accept that job.
Heathcliff: Thank you.
<< Repsevaivulp Sonus >>
(Woosh)
Mitile: Woah, the wind cut straight through.....!
Riquet: It created a path straight across the garden, blowing away all the hedges and the plants....!
Heathcliff: All right. We’re clear. Let’s go.
Riquet: ....He’s surprisingly bold.
Mitile: .....He really is a Blanchett — the strongest military family in Eastern Country.
✦✧☾✧✦
The brilliant scholar Murr, whose soul shattered when he got too close to the secret of the moon.
His friend, Shylock, is gathering the shards of Murr’s soul in an attempt to restore him, but....
Under the influence of the < Great Catastrophe >, the shards scattered about the world gain physical form from time to time.
Obsius: Why are you here....!?
Murr: Who knows? Perhaps the moon was being mischievous — or perhaps Talia’s lonely soul drew me close.
Obsius: .......
Obsius’s face twists into an expression that even I can read clearly: jealousy.
Murr coolly tilts his head, his neatly trimmed hair swaying to one side.
Murr: In any case, it is quite cozy here. I suppose this could be taken as a risque joke, but we are essentially within her body.
Akira: What do you mean? He mentioned earlier that she became one with the castle of briars...
Murr: The briar witch Talia is the ancient castle of roses. She became what she wished to be.
Obsius: You’re wrong! You broke her heart when you cast her aside, and she was possessed by delusions!
Why else would anyone wish to become one with an antiquated castle!?
Obsius glares at Murr, his eyes full of loathing.
Murr laughs without even bothering to hide his arrogant look of surprise.
Murr: Amazing. You really never listened to a single word Talia said.
She may not look the way you wish she did, but that does not mean that she is unfortunate.
Obsius: Silence....! You freakish moon-obsessed charlatan....! You are catastrophe itself!
I never listened to her, you say!?
I was the one who thought of her, more than anyone else!
I visited her — an outcast! — and performed my puppet shows to soothe her loneliness! Because I alone understood her!
But then you showed up, and Talia grew infatuated with you, and.....
Murr ignores Obsius, whose voice has risen to a yell, and crosses his legs next to me.
He peers into my face with a smile, surprisingly innocent for a soul shard Murr.
His expression is filled with fondness for his old friend.
Murr: Sir Sage. Talia was a fascinating girl. She was trying to go to the moon.
Akira: The moon?
Murr: That’s right. She wished to land on the surface of that sparkling moon so that the castle of briars could take root.
An ancient castle of roses standing in a world of gold. That was her dream, and she continues dreaming to this day.
She dreamed, and dreamed, and dreamed again, until her hair became rose ivy; her hands, castle walls; and her legs, castle gates.
And like a ghost ship, she wanders between dimensions, waiting for the day that her dream will come true.
✦✧☾✧✦
Arthur: << Pernoctant Nixzo >>!
.....It’s not working...... We’re surrounded by briars, and the exit to the courtyard is sealed off.
Blasting holes in the ceiling and the ground didn’t help either......
Faust: I know this is a dire situation, but I’m amazed by how enthusiastic you are about blasting holes in the castle’s reception hall.
Arthur: Anything to save the Sage and everyone else. I’m sure the first King Alec will understand.
Lennox: ............
Faust: Don’t look at me.
Lennox: I apologize.
Oz: ......I tried to summon Figaro and the twins, but I simply fell asleep, to no avail.
Arthur: You said you couldn’t reach Cain or Riquet either, right?
Faust: Are your powers being suppressed?
Oz: This situation is abnormal. Right now, the castle resembles a human that has been possessed by a dead soul.
Arthur: What do you mean?
Oz: ......
A ghost ship does not exist, but it is still possible for humans to board that ship. And once they do, it is also possible for them to disappear along with it.
Arthur: Yes.
Oz: It is the same thing.
Arthur: ............ The same thing...... Oh, I understand now!
Faust: ......You got it from that explanation?
Lennox: I had no idea what he was getting at...... Central really has excellent students.
Arthur: In other words, Granvelle Castle has been possessed by a spectral castle.
Oz: Yes. Like the temples of the original spirits, it originally existed in a world without real form.
Faust: I see...... But why would something like this happen?
Granvelle Castle has not committed such grave sins that it would warrant a castle of dead souls possessing it.
Oz: Someone cast a forbidden curse upon it. They made a promise to offer holy sacrifices to the beasts of the sky, sea, and land.
Lennox: A promise......
Arthur: Sacrifices..... You mean the people sleeping in this castle?
I won’t let that happen! I’ll rouse the castle’s inhabitants from their sleep!
Faust: I agree with Arthur. Those who have fallen to slumber have committed no crimes. ......Besides, I’m worried about Shino and the rest of them.
Lennox: I’m worried about Mitile and the others too. I hope they’re all safe......
Arthur: ............! I sense someone......!
Aureolin: How dare you intrude upon Father and Mother’s grief! I’ll be your opponent!
Faust: The blonde girl..... You must be the witch that Cain mentioned.
Arthur: You look like..... The witch who turned to stone on the balcony......
Faust: The witch who turned to stone on the balcony?
Arthur: Yes...... She arrived on the brink of death in the form of a bird.
She asked me to take revenge for her sister who was killed by Obsius......
Aureolin: ......Obsius? That’s my father.
He would not kill an innocent witch.
Arthur: You resemble that girl. But...... I also sense Sir Oz’s air about you.
Faust: I sense it too, faintly. Is she related to you by blood?
Oz: She was created using my blood as a medium.
Arthur: Created?
Oz: That is a puppet.
Arthur: A puppet? This girl?
Aureolin: .....Did you just call me a puppet? Preposterous!
Faust: .......I have to agree with her. I can’t believe that she’s a puppet; I sense blood flowing through her.
Oz: She is drawing on my blood as a medium. The person who molded her must possess formidable power.
They killed witches from each country and harvested their mana stones. They used them to create sacrifices in the images favored by the beasts in order to control them.
Aureolin: Sacrifices?
Oz: Yes. You are the sacrifices for the beasts.
Aureolin: Wh—......
Oz: You will be consumed.
Chapter 15 << | index | >> Chapter 17
Mitile: Wait, does that mean.... You have the comet tears with you right now?
Riquet: Yes! Let’s see what it does!
Heathcliff: All right.... If anything happens, you two should run away.
Mitile & Riquet: I won’t run away!
Heathcliff: Then your job is to be messengers. I want you two to call for help to make sure we don’t die.
Riquet: Well, if that’s the case....
Mitile: All right. I accept that job.
Heathcliff: Thank you.
<< Repsevaivulp Sonus >>
(Woosh)
Mitile: Woah, the wind cut straight through.....!
Riquet: It created a path straight across the garden, blowing away all the hedges and the plants....!
Heathcliff: All right. We’re clear. Let’s go.
Riquet: ....He’s surprisingly bold.
Mitile: .....He really is a Blanchett — the strongest military family in Eastern Country.
✦✧☾✧✦
The brilliant scholar Murr, whose soul shattered when he got too close to the secret of the moon.
His friend, Shylock, is gathering the shards of Murr’s soul in an attempt to restore him, but....
Under the influence of the < Great Catastrophe >, the shards scattered about the world gain physical form from time to time.
Obsius: Why are you here....!?
Murr: Who knows? Perhaps the moon was being mischievous — or perhaps Talia’s lonely soul drew me close.
Obsius: .......
Obsius’s face twists into an expression that even I can read clearly: jealousy.
Murr coolly tilts his head, his neatly trimmed hair swaying to one side.
Murr: In any case, it is quite cozy here. I suppose this could be taken as a risque joke, but we are essentially within her body.
Akira: What do you mean? He mentioned earlier that she became one with the castle of briars...
Murr: The briar witch Talia is the ancient castle of roses. She became what she wished to be.
Obsius: You’re wrong! You broke her heart when you cast her aside, and she was possessed by delusions!
Why else would anyone wish to become one with an antiquated castle!?
Obsius glares at Murr, his eyes full of loathing.
Murr laughs without even bothering to hide his arrogant look of surprise.
Murr: Amazing. You really never listened to a single word Talia said.
She may not look the way you wish she did, but that does not mean that she is unfortunate.
Obsius: Silence....! You freakish moon-obsessed charlatan....! You are catastrophe itself!
I never listened to her, you say!?
I was the one who thought of her, more than anyone else!
I visited her — an outcast! — and performed my puppet shows to soothe her loneliness! Because I alone understood her!
But then you showed up, and Talia grew infatuated with you, and.....
Murr ignores Obsius, whose voice has risen to a yell, and crosses his legs next to me.
He peers into my face with a smile, surprisingly innocent for a soul shard Murr.
His expression is filled with fondness for his old friend.
Murr: Sir Sage. Talia was a fascinating girl. She was trying to go to the moon.
Akira: The moon?
Murr: That’s right. She wished to land on the surface of that sparkling moon so that the castle of briars could take root.
An ancient castle of roses standing in a world of gold. That was her dream, and she continues dreaming to this day.
She dreamed, and dreamed, and dreamed again, until her hair became rose ivy; her hands, castle walls; and her legs, castle gates.
And like a ghost ship, she wanders between dimensions, waiting for the day that her dream will come true.
✦✧☾✧✦
Arthur: << Pernoctant Nixzo >>!
.....It’s not working...... We’re surrounded by briars, and the exit to the courtyard is sealed off.
Blasting holes in the ceiling and the ground didn’t help either......
Faust: I know this is a dire situation, but I’m amazed by how enthusiastic you are about blasting holes in the castle’s reception hall.
Arthur: Anything to save the Sage and everyone else. I’m sure the first King Alec will understand.
Lennox: ............
Faust: Don’t look at me.
Lennox: I apologize.
Oz: ......I tried to summon Figaro and the twins, but I simply fell asleep, to no avail.
Arthur: You said you couldn’t reach Cain or Riquet either, right?
Faust: Are your powers being suppressed?
Oz: This situation is abnormal. Right now, the castle resembles a human that has been possessed by a dead soul.
Arthur: What do you mean?
Oz: ......
A ghost ship does not exist, but it is still possible for humans to board that ship. And once they do, it is also possible for them to disappear along with it.
Arthur: Yes.
Oz: It is the same thing.
Arthur: ............ The same thing...... Oh, I understand now!
Faust: ......You got it from that explanation?
Lennox: I had no idea what he was getting at...... Central really has excellent students.
Arthur: In other words, Granvelle Castle has been possessed by a spectral castle.
Oz: Yes. Like the temples of the original spirits, it originally existed in a world without real form.
Faust: I see...... But why would something like this happen?
Granvelle Castle has not committed such grave sins that it would warrant a castle of dead souls possessing it.
Oz: Someone cast a forbidden curse upon it. They made a promise to offer holy sacrifices to the beasts of the sky, sea, and land.
Lennox: A promise......
Arthur: Sacrifices..... You mean the people sleeping in this castle?
I won’t let that happen! I’ll rouse the castle’s inhabitants from their sleep!
Faust: I agree with Arthur. Those who have fallen to slumber have committed no crimes. ......Besides, I’m worried about Shino and the rest of them.
Lennox: I’m worried about Mitile and the others too. I hope they’re all safe......
Arthur: ............! I sense someone......!
Aureolin: How dare you intrude upon Father and Mother’s grief! I’ll be your opponent!
Faust: The blonde girl..... You must be the witch that Cain mentioned.
Arthur: You look like..... The witch who turned to stone on the balcony......
Faust: The witch who turned to stone on the balcony?
Arthur: Yes...... She arrived on the brink of death in the form of a bird.
She asked me to take revenge for her sister who was killed by Obsius......
Aureolin: ......Obsius? That’s my father.
He would not kill an innocent witch.
Arthur: You resemble that girl. But...... I also sense Sir Oz’s air about you.
Faust: I sense it too, faintly. Is she related to you by blood?
Oz: She was created using my blood as a medium.
Arthur: Created?
Oz: That is a puppet.
Arthur: A puppet? This girl?
Aureolin: .....Did you just call me a puppet? Preposterous!
Faust: .......I have to agree with her. I can’t believe that she’s a puppet; I sense blood flowing through her.
Oz: She is drawing on my blood as a medium. The person who molded her must possess formidable power.
They killed witches from each country and harvested their mana stones. They used them to create sacrifices in the images favored by the beasts in order to control them.
Aureolin: Sacrifices?
Oz: Yes. You are the sacrifices for the beasts.
Aureolin: Wh—......
Oz: You will be consumed.
Chapter 15 << | index | >> Chapter 17