Emma: This is a tale from long, long ago.
Emma: Our Highland Kingdom was once the land of the fairies.
Emma: The fairies loved peace.
Emma: They loved beautiful things and fun things...
Emma: and so they lived quietly and peacefully for hundreds of years.
Anne; young: But I feel so sorry for the poor fairies now.
Emma: Yes, the poor fairies.
Emma: This is all because years ago...
Emma: humans rose in rebellion and made the fairies their servants.
Emma: People say that fairies were fools who idled away their time and lost to the humans,
Emma: but Mama doesn't think that's true.
Emma: There are fewer fairies than humans,
Emma: so in a contest of strength, they lost to the humans. That's all.
Anne: Why do you think that, Mama?
Emma: Well, just look!
Anne; young: How beautiful!
Emma: Here.
Anne: It's delicious!
Emma: Sugar confections are a sacred food.
Emma: They extend the lifespans of fairies and bring good fortune to humans.
Emma: And the first ones to make these sugar confections were fairies.
Anne; young: Really?
Emma: And the method of refining sugar apples into silver sugar...
Emma: was discovered by fairies.
Emma: That's how sugar confections were born.
Emma: And that is why sugar artisans...
Emma: most especially silver sugar masters, must never look down on fairies.
Emma: They must keep company with fairies as friends.
Emma: And so must you, Anne.
Anne; young: I will!
Anne: Mama, watch over me!
Anne: I will become a silver sugar master just like you were!
Anne: All right, I'm setting out!
Jonas: Wait! Anne!
Anne: Huh?
Anne: What?
Jonas: Wait for me, Anne!
Anne: J-Jonas?!
Jonas: You're just awful, leaving without saying a word like that.
Anne: I-I'm sorry. If I said goodbye, I thought you'd try to stop me.
Jonas: Even though you didn't say it, I still came to stop you.
Anne: Jonas, I'm truly grateful to you for everything up until now.
Anne: Your family and the people of this village were truly good to Mama.
Anne: But I did tell you, didn't I?
Anne: I want to enter this year's Sugar Confectionary Exhibition.
Anne: No. I must enter, no matter what.
Anne: Please understand!
Jonas: I do understand!
Jonas: I'm a sugar artisan too!
Jonas: But it will be impossible for you to travel all the way to Lewiston alone.
Jonas: After all, you're small for being fifteen.
Jonas: You're as scrawny as a scarecrow,
Jonas: and your entire fortune consists of that run-down cart and the horse.
Jonas: But I love you just as you are.
Jonas: So, won't you marry me?
Jonas: I told you! Ever since the day you and your mother first came here,
Jonas: I have been completely entranced by you.
Jonas: I will fill the hole that has been left in your heart!
Jonas: I will make you as happy as your mother did and more!
Jonas: After all, I come from a wealthy house.
Jonas: And we're related by blood to the founder of the Radcliffe Workshop school...
Jonas: Anne! Wait!
Anne: Goodbye, Jonas! Take care!
Jonas: Anne! Wait! Anne!
Anne: Jonas would never seriously propose to me.
Anne: He pities me because I've lost Mama, that's all.
Anne: To marry out of pity would be so...
Anne: No, that's not it.
Anne: The thought of marriage itself, of living as someone's wife...
Anne: I want to live my own life!
Anne: I want to chase my dreams!
Anne: Right, Mama?
fairy hunter: Take that, you piece of crap.
Anne: Excuse me, what's going...
fairy hunter: You little...
fairy hunter: Take that, you malicious little...
Anne: A fairy?!
old farmer: A labor fairy who serves that fairy hunter there.
old farmer: He stole his own wing and tried to escape.
fairy hunter: You thief of a fairy.
fairy hunter: This is what I'll do to the likes of your wing.
Mythrill: D-Don't!
Anne: How horrible!
Anne: A fairy's wing is its life!
Anne: Why won't anyone save him?
old farmer: Well, because he's a fairy.
old farmer: And the fairy hunter has a violent personality.
old farmer: If your attempt to help went badly, and then he turned on you...
fairy hunter: How's that?
fairy hunter: Never defy me again, understand?
fairy hunter: Swear that you'll never steal your wing and try to run away again.
old farmer: H-Hey...
Mythrill: Hmph! Who'd swear anything to a human?
Mythrill: I'll take it back again and again! It's my wing!
fairy hunter: Very well! Then, I'll just k*ll you right here.
Anne: If you'll excuse me?
Anne: Ready and...
Anne: there!
Anne: Here you are.
Anne: Oh, wait!
Mythrill: Bah! I'd never thank the likes of a human!
Mythrill: And don't you forget it!
Anne: Well... yes. I am one of those detestable humans, after all, right?
fairy hunter: You! You let my valuable labor fairy escape!
fairy hunter: What are you gonna do about it?
Anne: Well, you were planning to k*ll that fairy, weren't you?
Anne: That's no different from him leaving like this.
fairy hunter: Little girl, you...
old farmer: Hey! That's enough!
villager A: A grown man like you raising your hand against a child like her?
villager C: It may have only been a fairy, but you were a little too awful to it!
crowd: That's right!
fairy hunter: I won't forget this.
crowd: Go on! Get out of here!
crowd: Serves you right!
old farmer: You're very impressive, young lady.
crowd: And don't come back!
old farmer: To put that tiny body of yours on the line for a fairy...
Anne: It was my pleasure.
Anne: Despite how I look, I'm fifteen. In this kingdom, that's the age of majority.
old farmer: I beg your pardon.
old farmer: Still, you're a very kind girl.
Anne: About that... The truth is that I'm not.
Anne: Sir, where can I find the fairy market?
fairy trader A: Labor fairies! They're hard workers!
fairy trader B: Would you like a companion fairy? I have a collection of beauties!
fairy trader C: Come, come! Keep hold of one of their wings and fairies will do whatever you want!
fairy trader C: Come and buy!
Anne: Would you happen to have any warrior fairies for sale?
fairy trader C: I don't carry anything as dangerous as that.
fairy trader C: The old man down at the end does have one.
fairy trader C: But you should give up on it. It's defective goods.
Anne: Thank you.
Anne: Beautiful...
Anne: just doesn't do justice to him.
Anne: I've never seen a fairy like him.
Shall: I thought I saw something familiar...
Shall: but it's just a scarecrow.
Anne: A scarecrow?
Shall: You. I'm talking about you.
Shall: That's right, Scarecrow.
Anne: S-S-Scarecrow?!
Anne: That is so rude!You can't say that to a girl in her prime!
Shall: Who cares anything for the prime of a scarecrow?
Anne: H-How dare you speak that way...
fairy trader D: Sorry about that, young miss.
fairy trader D: My goods have a sharp tongue.
fairy trader D: If anyone passes by, he calls them names with no care for who they are.
fairy trader D: Pay it no mind and continue on your way.
Anne: But I do mind!
Anne: This advice may be unwelcome,
Anne: but with a tongue like that, you'll never sell him as a companion fairy!
Anne: Why don't you just let him go?
fairy trader D: That's not a companion fairy.
fairy trader D: It's a warrior fairy.
Anne: What?
fairy trader D: Three fairy hunters d*ed capturing him. That's what an excellent article he is.
Anne: Th-That can't be true!
Anne: The warrior fairies I've seen up until now have been burlier and bigger...
fairy trader D: For a fairy trader, trust is the most important thing.
fairy trader D: We don't lie.
Anne: Um, I came to buy a warrior fairy, but...
Anne: Don't you have anyone besides him?
fairy trader D: Warrior fairies are difficult to handle.
fairy trader D: This one is the only one I have for sale. You could try somewhere else.
Shall: Hey, Scarecrow.
Anne: By "scarecrow," do you mean me?
Shall: Is there anyone here but you?
Shall: Stop dithering.
Shall: Buy me.
Anne: B-Buy... Are you giving me an order?
fairy trader D: Marvelous!
fairy trader D: This is the first time I've heard him tell someone to buy him.
fairy trader D: Could it be that you fell in love with the young miss at first sight?
Anne: What?
Shall: Don't assume that I am like you.
fairy hunter D: What?
Shall: I said not to assume that I am like you, you filthy human.
Anne: Don't!
Anne: Wait! What are you doing? Stop!
Anne: Please. Please!
Fairy hunter D: One hundred cress!
Anne: What?
Anne: I believe this should satisfy you.
fairy trader D: A gold coin?
fairy trader D: That's quite a show of commitment from you, young miss.
fairy trader D: But you've made a good purchase here.
fairy trader D: Here. His wing. Go on and verify the goods yourself.
Anne: This is...
Shall: My heart.
fairy trader D: Now, be very careful, understand?
fairy trader D: Warrior fairies are savage.
fairy trader D: Let down your guard, and he'll immediately steal that leather pouch...
fairy trader D: and come to k*ll you.
Shall: That isn't all.
Shall: I'll come to k*ll you, too. Just wait.
Anne: Hey!
fairy trader D: I look forward to it.
Anne: Excuse me! I wish you'd stop speaking as though it's certain that I'll be k*lled!
Anne: Come on. We're going!
fairy trader D: Say, young miss! Are you really going to be able to make him serve you?
Shall: Of course she can. Right, Scarecrow?
Anne: It's Anne! Anne Halford!
Anne: The next time you call me that, I'll hit you, understand?
Anne: I'm headed to Lewiston from here.
Anne: I'd like for you to protect me on my way there.
Anne: In other words, provide escort. May I ask that of you?
Shall: A simple task. I'll even throw in a kiss as a special service.
Anne: I do not require any such high-handed service!
Anne: Least of all my precious...
Shall: You haven't had your first kiss yet, either? You're such a child.
Anne: Well, pardon me for being a child! And anyway, you...
Anne: What is your name?
Shall: Why do you want to know?
Anne: Well, I don't know what I should call you, do I?
Shall: Tom or Sam. Call me by whatever human name you like.
Anne: Then I'll call you Crow.
Shall: In retaliation for calling you Scarecrow?
Anne: That's right, Mister Crow.
Shall: Shall Fen Shall.
Anne: Shall Fen Shall. That's a beautiful name.
Anne: Which part is your first name and which is your surname?
Shall: The entirety is my name.
Shall: We do not differentiate between first and last names like humans do.
Anne: Really? But Shall Fen Shall is too long, so...
Anne: I'll call you Shall. Is that all right?
Shall: I believe I told you to call me whatever you like.
Shall: You are my master.
Anne: Yes, I am.
Anne: Wings are the source of a fairy's life force.
Anne: Even if their wings are ripped off, they can survive.
Anne: But if their wings are damaged, they weaken and die.
Anne: Having learned that, humans rip off a single wing to force fairies to obey them.
Anne: That is how fairies ended up serving humans.
Anne: I bought you because I wanted you to serve as my guard, Shall.
Anne: But I promise you this...
Anne: once we arrive in Lewiston, I will return your wing to you.
Shall: You're saying you will set me free?
Anne: That's right.
Shall: You'll allow a fairy which you bought with a gold coin to escape?
Shall: Could such a naïve human exist?
Anne: Naïve?
Anne: I simply believe that humans and fairies can be friends, that's all.
Anne: The truth is, I don't want to compel anyone to serve me.
Anne: And, of course, I don't want to sell you to another human.
Anne: That's why I'll return your wing to you.
Anne: And while you're accompanying me on my travels like this,
Anne: I'd like to treat you as a friend, if that's possible.
Shall: Friends?
Shall: We could never become friends.
Anne: My mama and me, it's our ideal...
Anne: for humans and fairies to treat each other as equals.
Anne: But if no one ever actually puts it into practice,
Anne: then that ideal will never become reality.
Anne: That's why I will do it.
Shall: So both mother and daughter have the brains of scarecrows?
Anne: Please don't insult my mother!
Anne: If you hate me so much, why did you tell me to buy you?
Anne: I would never want to be made to serve someone I hated!
Shall: Humans are all the same.
Shall: In which case, being made to serve a fool makes things easier for me.
Shall: Amongst those I have seen in the last few years, you seemed the greatest fool by far.
Anne: The Bloody Highway.
Anne: It's approximately , carron long.
Anne: Between here and Lewiston, there isn't a single village or town.
Shall: There are merely fortshelters, a sort of convenient stronghold.
Shall: You'll also find wild animals that att*ck indiscriminately...
Shall: And bandits, of course.
Anne: You know this road?
Shall: How many years do you think I have been forced to serve humans?
Shall: And the reason you bought me was to help you make it through this road, wasn't it?
Anne: I'm depending on you, Mister Warrior Fairy.
Shall: You should pray as hard as you can...
Shall: that we reach the first fortshelter safely.
Anne: Here, it's for you.
Anne: I know.
Anne: Our luck just happened to be good today.
Anne: But this journey is a long one. If the worst happens, I'll be counting on you.
Anne: He is vexing, but...
Anne: fairy wings are beautiful, aren't they?
Anne: May I touch it?
Shall: Don't touch me!
Shall: Everything other than what you hold in your hands is mine.
Anne: I'm sorry.
Anne: That was thoughtless of me.
Anne: Why did I do that?
Anne: I thought I understood, but...
Anne: Mama!
Emma: Anne! Awake already?
Emma: Oh my. What's wrong?
Emma: Are you hurt somewhere?
Anne: It's not that. I had a horrible dream.
Anne: Mama, you had d*ed. It was a horrible dream.
Emma: You silly.
Emma: Find your life's path and walk it resolutely.
Anne: Mama?
Emma: I know you can do it.
Emma: You're such a good girl, Anne. Don't cry.
Anne: Wait... Wait, Mama!
Anne: Please, Mama! Don't go!
Anne: Wh-What...
Anne: What, what, what, what, what?
Anne: What do you want? Just now, your hand was on my neck.
Anne: Shall, your wing. You couldn't have been...
Shall: I almost had it.
Anne: You're heartless!
Anne: I told you didn't I? I want to be your friend!
Anne: And in spite of that, you...
Shall: Friends?
Shall: When you hold my life in your hands?
Shall: I have been bought by you, forced to serve you.
Shall: We can never be friends.
Anne: I am a fool, aren't I?
Anne: You're right. I've been naïve.
Anne: Even though I'd made up my mind to have you serve me,
Anne: I've kept saying selfish things about wanting to be friends.
Anne: I won't ever let down my guard again!
Shall: A bagworm moth this time, then, is it?
Anne: Scarecrow suits me just fine!
Anne: And I'll say this as well.
Anne: Despite everything, I will keep my promise.
Anne: When we reach Lewiston, I'll return your wing.
Anne: Once I do, I'll ask you again whether or not we can be friends!
Anne: Until then, I am your master!
Shall: I bungled that.
Shall: But there is no need to be impatient.
Shall: I've spent nearly years being forced to serve humans.
Shall: My freedom may have been put off for a day, but three days from now...
Shall: There it is again.
Shall: Why does that scent come from this girl?
Shall: The sweet scent of silver sugar...
Shall: Liz...
Anne: We must reach the next fortshelter within the day.
Anne: We've traveled carron since starting out on the highway.
Anne: That's still only a sixth of the distance.
Shall: Stop.
Anne: What?
Anne: Bandits?
bandits: Let's go!
Anne: Oh no! They're coming this way!
Anne: That's right! Shall, you're a warrior fairy, aren't you?
Anne: Chase the bandits away!
Shall: That's too much work.
Anne: Too much work? Honestly! I'm your master! Your master!
Anne: At this rate, we'll be k*lled! Please!
Anne: What? You're too close!
Shall: If you're my master, then you shouldn't plead. You should order me, shouldn't you?
Anne: You're too close! Please, move away! Just go, won't you?
Shall: Your face is red.
Anne: J-J-Just go, won't you? Please, I'm begging you!
Shall: I told you to give me an order.
Anne: An order? But look, they're coming!
Shall: "Go, now." "I'll tear up your wing." If you said those things, I'd go immediately.
Anne: What are you talking about? Just, please!
Shall: Order me.
Anne: I said go! If you don't go, I'll punch you!
Shall: I suppose that will do. I'll go.
Shall: At your command, Mistress Scarecrow.
Anne: Shall!
bandit leader: I-It's a warrior fairy! Turn back!
text: The Scarecrow Fairy
text: The Bloody Highway
01x01 - The Scarecrow and the Fairy
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Anne Halford is a candy crafter determined to follow in her mother's footsteps.
Anne Halford is a candy crafter determined to follow in her mother's footsteps.