01x13 - Freedom

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You're not prepared to die, are you?

We're about to find out.

Well, this is a dilemma.

You were prepared to die after all.

Yes! I guess so!

It's probably because

the fear of death is nothing

compared to the fear
of placing hope in this world!

I thought I was gonna die.

Sorry, we're late! Are you all right?

He's still breathing.

Get him to a doctor immediately.

We need to interrogate him.

Don't let him die no matter what.

ORB: ON THE MOVEMENTS OF THE EARTH

EPISODE 13
FREEDOM

What are you doing, Oczy?

What?

Class is over.

Huh?

This is...

What am I doing here?

Was my class so boring
that you've forgotten it already?

Huh? No, uh...

What is it? You're acting strange.

Somehow,

I feel as if I've been having

a strange dream.

What sort of dream?

I was researching something.

Something dangerous.

- Heliocentrism, maybe?
- Huh?

How did you know?

That's the subject
of your research, isn't it?

But that can't be made public!

If you don't make it public,

how can anyone debate it?

Shall we talk outside?

What is this place?

Don't be silly.

It's the tower!

Soon, we'll reach the heavens.

You know,

I still have trouble believing
that this earth we stand upon is round.

When the tower is finished,

we'll look down on the Earth
with our own eyes.

Its shape, its color,

even its size...

We'll perceive it all.

What could be more exciting?

Is it okay to build something like this?

Whether it's okay or not,

there's no way to stop it.

Huh?

Why did you choose to study heliocentrism?

I think it was because

I wanted to have hope in this world.

Oh?

So that's how you've perceived it.

However, that's just
the superficial reason you created.

In truth,

you're pursuing a grander ideal.

No, you're driven by it.

One could say that
you're a servant of that ideal.

Then again, you yourself

are not mindful of that ideal.

You believe it to be
something you'll never have.

Still,

humans naturally long for it.

We are built to desire such a thing.

And that desire

is one of the few things about humans

that I believe is worthy of respect.

What are you trying to say?

What grand ideal?

What is driving me?

The only one who can answer that is you.

Huh?

There is something you've longed for

from the bottom of your heart.

It's time you realized it.

What a surprise!

You really woke up.

Be grateful to the doctor.

He saved your life.

You probably survived
because of the soup he fed you.

Huh?

Where am I?

I guess the confusion is natural.

This is the medical area
inside the inquisition chamber.

You've been sleeping here for a week.

A week?

You have one strong will to live.

Although the medicine surely helped.

- Why?
- Huh?

Why did you keep me alive?

You'll only k*ll me later.

You've got the wrong idea.
My job is to get you to talk.

You're only good to me alive.

You may be sentenced to death,
but it's not our job to carry it out.

You won't die while my work is underway.

But of course, you will die afterward.

You're no mere heretic.

You committed an armed as*ault against us.

Could you leave the two of us alone?

Very well.

Say...

This is a personal question.

There's something on my mind,

and I'd like to ask before we begin.

It's always been a mystery to me.

Why do heretics keep appearing?

I mean, it makes no sense.

God made us a promise.

If we live a good and quiet life,
we can go to heaven.

Why would you deliberately give that up?

I could understand
if the devil has driven you mad.

But having spoken with heretics,

I know it's not that simple.

Some of them are of sound mind.

What were you thinking?

What motivates you?

If demonic possession isn't the reason,

why do you heretics exist?

I couldn't tell you.

But... in my case,

I think it's because

I made the mistake

of longing for and seeking something.

What did you seek?

What grand ideal?

What is driving me?

The only one who can answer that is you.

Freedom.

I guess I'll never understand.

"Freedom" sounds good and all,

but without a code of law,
we're no different from beasts.

Yes. You may be right.

But if we can't question that code,

that's no different from beasts either.

Doesn't common sense tell you
that you've gone too far?

Just because you believe that
the sun is the center of the universe,

you k*lled three of my men.

Talk about blind faith.

I tried to avoid their vital spots.

They died, did they?

We each fought for our convictions.

They must have been ready.

Well, either way...

There's nothing more for me to say.

Because I don't know anything.

- Excuse me!
- Huh?

Um, can I ask what you've done
with the stone chest since then?

I've finished my book,
and I'd hoped to store it in there.

I threw the stone chest down a ravine

and burned all the documents inside.

We have Count Piast's
perfect observation records anyway.

That chest is useless now.

So you finished your book?

Show it to me.

R-Right.

It may be finished,
but I'm sure there are mistakes.

If you have any advice...

Huh?

Wait, what?!

Hey!

How could you do that?

I could ask you the same thing.

It's too dangerous to leave this.

I told you I would burn it.

In fact,

I think you should be grateful
that I overlooked this until now.

All evidence should obviously be burned.

I have a simple question.

If we do happen to be caught,

they might t*rture us
until we hand over our materials.

If all the evidence is destroyed,

we won't have anything
to hand over, right?

Even if we tell the truth

and say that we burned all the evidence,

will they believe us?

We can't prove that everything is gone,

so the t*rture will continue.

What do we do then?

That's obvious.

We simply accept
the nightmare that confronts us.

Um, are we finished?

I really don't know a thing.

Do you know the essence of t*rture?

It's simple, really.

You weigh bargaining chips on a scale
with the target's convictions.

Most of the time, that means weighing
their desire to not reveal information

against the bargaining chip
of ending the pain by disclosing it.

That gets most people to talk.

But sometimes, you get someone strange.

I don't know if they have a death wish
or they've simply lost their senses,

but they withstand the pain.

Normal methods of t*rture
don't work against those people.

In those cases, you need
more effective bargaining chips.

For example, the threat of inflicting pain

on their family, friends,
or collaborators.

I can't tell you what I don't know.

No matter what chips you use.

You don't get it.

You're the bargaining chip.

Huh?

Bring him in.

He'll tell us what we need to know.

ORB: ON THE MOVEMENTS OF THE EARTH

Orb.

Now then...

All the players are here.

Remove the blindfold.

H-How did...

You didn't seriously think
he would get away?

He's one of us after all.

As you've probably noticed by now,

in this world,
enemies of the one true church

have nowhere to run.

Now then, let's get started.

Badeni,

please do us the favor
of answering honestly.

Otherwise, there will be suffering.

Do you commune with the devil?

No.

Oh, is that so?

Have you ever attended a black mass?

No.

The next question is an important one.

With regard to your research,

do you have collaborators?

If we're arrested,
I'll say we were deceived by a witch.

None.

I see.

Okay, I'd say we're warmed up now.

To be honest, those questions
were the ones I was required to ask.

What I really want you to answer
is the next one.

What is it you want to know?

Before I get to that,

I owe you both thanks.

I'm embarrassed to say it,

but because of you,
I've become aware of my mistakes,

and I'm ready to correct them.

I've been negligent
in dealing with you people.

And it's not that I've lacked
opportunities to change.

In fact, I had a glaringly obvious chance.

It was just too strange to process.

Instead, I turned away, forgot about it,
and avoided making changes.

Because of that error,

I allowed you heretics
to commit the barbaric act

of approaching my beloved daughter.

I had opportunities to stop you.

Ten years ago,

I was assigned the case
of a certain heretic.

That necklace you have belonged to him.

I don't know how,

but it crossed time and space
to enter your hands.

Ten years ago,

if I had been more diligent in my work,
I could have prevented all of this.

As a parent, there is no greater shame.

So again, I thank you both.

My eyes are finally open.

Now to the point.

You two inherited
that research from somewhere.

That means the materials
still exist somewhere now.

We can't prove that everything is gone,

so the t*rture will continue.

What do we do then?

That's obvious.

We simply accept
the nightmare that confronts us.

Well? Answer me.

It's true that we inherited the research.

- Then tell me--
- However...

You seem to be operating
from a fundamental misunderstanding.

I have no interest
in honoring my predecessors

or passing on the fruits of my research.

I only did it

so that I could become special.

I hate to tell you,

but I burned all the old materials.

The treatise you confiscated
during my arrest

is all that is left
of the heliocentric theory.

I don't mean to pour cold water
on your ten-year endeavor,

but the case is solved.

You have no role to play.

That's why torturing Oczy
is a waste of time.

Now that's an anticlimactic reply.

Yes. But it's the truth.

Moving on, what I'd like to discuss

is whether heliocentrism
really is blasphemy--

My, my.

You must really take us for fools.

I may have been negligent,
but I've still been working every day.

And in doing so, I've learned

how to spot the face of a liar.

Were there any
logical inconsistencies in what I said?

Your story makes sense.

But what I focus on is emotions.

They reveal truth more than reason does.

And the emotions
my eyes perceived from you

tell me that you're hiding something.

That's baseless speculation.

If that's the case...

let's find the basis.