01x03 - Night of Miracles
Posted: 07/25/23 14:51
G: Hey, talk about a reversal of fortunes, huh?
Ser: What was that?
Title: Night of Miracles
G: She can't see you?
G: What does that even mean?
P: Well, how should I explain?
P: Oh, an old fortune teller with the traveling entertainers used to say that...
P: Um, those with a rigid world view can't see fae.
P: I think that was it...
G: I see.
G: A rigid world view, huh?
P: Guts!
G: I know.
G: Here they come.
F: My allies?
F: What?
F: What's happening?
G: Take a good look, with wide-open eyes.
G: They're miracles, sent to this world by God,
G: that you can't see just by worshiping an idol.
G: I see it now.
F: What is that?
G: That's where I was headed to begin with.
G: Though there's been lots of interference.
F: What's there?
G: Didn't you want to know what I was after?
F: Eh?
G: It's just as well.
G: I'll tell you now.
Ser: That is...
Ser: The estate of Count Lansdown, who governed Midland's western outskirts.
Ser: Loving hunting and hounds, he built this manse at which to while away his idleness.
Ser: The fire five years ago, which k*lled the count and his retainers,
Ser: should have reduced it to mere ruins...
Ser: Come to think of it,
Ser: reports said that travelers and pilgrims often go missing in these parts.
G: What a sad end for the former hounds.
G: They're excited by the smell of blood.
F: Impossible.
F: How can such things...
G: ...even exist?
G: That's why I called them miracles.
G: How can you be terrified of such a great opportunity?
G: As a believer, don't you have some phrase?
G: You could say, "Dear God..."
G: I've had my fill of miracles.
G: Enough to make me puke.
G: Come with me, or you'll be devoured!
F: Where am I?
P: Man, that was tough...
G: What, you even brought the horse?
P: Hey, Guts!
P: You seem not to have gotten it through your skull—
G: Yeah, I know...
G: I'll never forget that you brought me all the way here, horse.
P: Very good.
P: Man, those are a lot of heads.
P: Humans, I tell you...
P: Oh, Divine Lord, show mercy.
G: What's wrong?
P: Oh, nothing really.
Ser: What in the world is this?
Ser: What misshapen, abhorrent creatures...
Ser: Does this have to do with what Revelations foretold, as well?
F: Serpico?
G: Don't!
G: That idiot!
F: A man?
F: Who are you?
Keeper: That's my line.
Keeper: I am this place's keeper of the hounds.
F: Very well...
F: First, untie me!
F: I'll see that you are rewarded handsomely for your aid!
F: I am...
F: I am in this state for reasons I cannot say,
F: but I am a legitimate Holy See knight.
F: I will ensure you are well-received.
Keeper: Meat...
F: What?
Keeper: It's easier to eat the way it is...
Keeper: H-H-Hounds!
Keeper: Don't be cruel to the hounds!
Keeper: They're my... my family.
Keeper: Don't hurt them!
Keeper: You... You'll pay for this!
Keeper: Even the master of the house...
Keeper: is fed to the dogs if he... if he is cruel to them!
G: You k*lled the master of the house?
Keeper: No, I ate him.
Keeper: I... I haven't smelled anything this good in a long time.
Keeper: A high-quality noblewoman...
Keeper: I kn-know... y-your smell...
Keeper: That was the best prey.
Keeper: You are a survivor from that day?
G: I won't be lame and try to go easy with my injuries.
G: I couldn't care less if my arm gets ripped off.
G: For the first time in a long while, I remember
G: how it felt at the start of all this.
G: Thanks, it feels like crap.
Keeper: Me... Me, too.
Keeper: Thanks.
G: See, he's finally here.
G: My target, the one you wanted to know about...
G: The Apostle.
F: Apostle?
G: That's right.
G: Eradicating every last one of these Apostles...
G: That is my goal.
Keeper: Th-The moment that brand marked you...
Keeper: Your... Your fate was set in stone.
Keeper: You're just p-prey... meat... hunted...
Keeper: s-struggling... crawling!
Keeper: Like I said...
Keeper: Don't be cruel to the hounds!
P: Guts, above you!
G: Right!
P: What's wrong with you, Guts?!
P: Do it like usual!
Keeper: Meat... Meat!
Keeper: Meat... Meat...
G: I'm tough and taste like sh*t...
Keeper: It'll be fine.
Keeper: After eating you,
Keeper: I'll c-cleanse my palate... with the woman-meat.
Keeper: Th-That woman... is like the lady.
Keeper: A noblewoman...
Keeper: So soft.
Keeper: M-Melting in your mouth...
P: The lady?
Keeper: Th-The flavors are coming out.
Keeper: Humans who oppose us...
Keeper: are just food.
G: I gotta say, when it comes to eating, you have no table manners.
Keeper: Yeah.
Keeper: M-Meat has high... and low grades...
Keeper: People nice to me have... s-soft, sweet meat.
Keeper: M-Meat from those... who call me ugly... a-and inferior is low-grade!
Keeper: Smelly meat... tough meat...
G: Then I doubt I'd taste good.
Keeper: No hurry.
Keeper: I'll know soon enough!
P: Hey, Guts!
P: Th-This is real.
P: This is a real, preserved human being!
Keeper: Don't touch her!
Keeper: Don't...
Keeper: Don't touch the lady!
Keeper: My lady!
Keeper: Sh-She believed in me.
Keeper: They looked down... on me
Keeper: as ugly and inferior.
Keeper: The lady was the only one... who believed me, and I...
Keeper: M-My lady!
G: So you dressed up the half-eaten remains as a tribute to her?
G: Talk about twisted to the core.
P: Guts...
G: I will eradicate every last Apostle.
G: I'll give you a clean death, so talk.
G: How can I find them?
Keeper: Them?
G: The God Hand.
Keeper: I... I don't know!
Keeper: I know nothing about them.
Keeper: They are special...
Keeper: R-Really, I d-don't know!
Keeper: I said I don't know!
F: I don't understand.
F: I can't think of anything!
F: Not even a single prayer!
Keeper: I... I don't... know...
G: I see.
F: I'll ride this horse!
Horse: Nope.
Horse: I'll ride woman.
Horse: Female. Meat.
Horse: Delicious!
F: No!
G: Don't run around if you want to live.
F: Ye...
Yes.
F: I'm just running around,
F: trembling with fear.
F: I couldn't even beseech God.
F: And I call myself His servant...
F: I've said His name a million times.
F: But I am only
weak,
F: wretched,
and powerless.
Apostle - Evil: Just powerless?
Apostle - Evil: Just powerless, so you are innocent?
Apostle - Evil: Don't deceive yourself with pretty words.
Apostle - Evil: Within you lies
Apostle - Evil: a dark desire you cannot tell anyone else about.
Apostle - Evil: You felt it...
Apostle - Evil: You felt a dismal lust as you struck that man.
Apostle - Evil: That wasn't the only time...
Apostle - Evil: Even when whipping yourself in the name of atonement,
Apostle - Evil: you found pleasure within that agony...
Apostle - Evil: There is no God in any of it.
Apostle - Evil: This festering desire is the only truth.
Apostle - Evil: God is too far removed from the likes of you.
P: Guts...
G: Hey.
G: What do you think you're doing?
P: Guts, she's...
G: You let yourself get possessed...
F: Pull this sword up very slowly...
F: Feel it with me... This pleasure.
F: Slowly tear me apart.
F: No!
G: Hey, you...
F: k*ll him.
F: k*ll that man.
F: Right now, right here!
Ser: Please calm down, Lady Farnese.
Ser: I don't know what happened,
Ser: but our original mission was to capture him, remember?
Ser: You should avoid being swayed by—
F: I don't care!
F: k*ll him!
Ser: To be blunt, I can't. Not me.
Ser: You saw it yourself, Commander. He has superhuman strength.
Ser: I'd just die a meaningless death—
Ser: Ow.
Ser: Oh, Commander!
Ser: There you go, making our commander cry again.
G: Not my problem.
Ser: Well, we shall take our leave.
Ser: That is, if you are willing to let us go.
G: I think I owe you one.
Ser: Well, I suppose so.
G: Heh, fine.
G: Not a bad move, drawing your sword like that.
Ser: I'll say the same.
Ser: You are formidable.
Ser: So, till we meet again.
G: Hey, wait!
Ser: For now, it is farewell.
Ser: Same to you, pipsqueak.
Ser: What a joker.
P: But you know, I feel kind of sorry for that Farnese girl.
P: She's like, all tightly wound.
G: I'm the one who's wound up.
G: First a ghost, and now a cleric.
G: Talk about annoying.
Ser: Commander, wait for me!
FP: I have to k*ll him.
FP: I have to.
FP: I have to!
FP: If I don't silence him...
FP: If he continues to live, I...
Narr: They saw the same visions in their dreams.
Narr: There were villages decimated by disease,
Narr: and nations overrun by armies that commanded giant beasts.
Narr: There were cities crushed by earthquakes,
Narr: and towns swallowed by floods.
Narr: The Sun hidden by a thick, black smoke,
Narr: and wandering throngs of starving people.
Narr: There were bodies of entire families, and bodies of their neighbors.
Narr: Each saw a myriad of varieties,
Narr: but all pointed toward a singular intent.
Narr: Each enduring their own night,
Narr: the people were trapped in true darkness
Narr: that enveloped their shared world.
Narr: And amidst the ensuing chaos,
Narr: they observed with keen interest
Narr: a shining hawk, piercing the infinite gloom,
Narr: and descending upon the bloodstained land.
Narr: They knew immediately
Narr: that this was their greatest desire.
King: Charlotte...
King: Charlo...
Servant: Doctor?
Phys: Please bring his relatives.
Phys: Quickly, I beg you.
Nobles: At last...
Nobles: At long last, we'll have a new queen.
Nobles: Her Majesty, Queen Charlotte.
Nobles: Given her nature, she will appoint a regent.
Nobles: We should plan accordingly...
Laban: Do those dolts even understand what's happening?
Laban: It was only thanks to His Majesty
Laban: that we survived the w*r with Chuder.
Fos: The hawk...
Fos: The hawk will return.
Laban: The hawk...
Laban: A strange hawk of light that
Laban: the people of Windham... nay, all of Midland saw in dreams.
Laban: Though His Majesty was noble and just,
Laban: he became inscrutable in many of his actions after the Battle of Doldrey.
Laban: The Band of the Hawk's alleged treason...
Laban: Did that really happen?
Maid: Your Highness, please open the door!
Laban: What is the matter?
Maid: General Laban, well,
Maid: Her Highness hasn't left her chambers in five whole days.
Maid: Only her favorite lady-in-waiting is allowed to enter.
Maid: She's trying to persuade Her Highness right now, but...
Anna: Your Highness...
Anna: Your Highness!
Laban: Allow me!
Laban: Your Highness,
Laban: His Majesty is in critical condition!
Anna: Your Highness!
King: Griffith...
King: Where are... you now?
Ch: Father!
Citizens: His Majesty has passed away.
Citizens: Now, of all times?
Citizens: What will happen now?
Ch: Please save me, Lord Griffith!
Kid: The mountain's moving.
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Is Casca alive?
I'll never lose her again.
Come back again, no matter what.
There is something I must do.
You claim it's divine punishment?
Next Episode Epiphany
Ser: What was that?
Title: Night of Miracles
G: She can't see you?
G: What does that even mean?
P: Well, how should I explain?
P: Oh, an old fortune teller with the traveling entertainers used to say that...
P: Um, those with a rigid world view can't see fae.
P: I think that was it...
G: I see.
G: A rigid world view, huh?
P: Guts!
G: I know.
G: Here they come.
F: My allies?
F: What?
F: What's happening?
G: Take a good look, with wide-open eyes.
G: They're miracles, sent to this world by God,
G: that you can't see just by worshiping an idol.
G: I see it now.
F: What is that?
G: That's where I was headed to begin with.
G: Though there's been lots of interference.
F: What's there?
G: Didn't you want to know what I was after?
F: Eh?
G: It's just as well.
G: I'll tell you now.
Ser: That is...
Ser: The estate of Count Lansdown, who governed Midland's western outskirts.
Ser: Loving hunting and hounds, he built this manse at which to while away his idleness.
Ser: The fire five years ago, which k*lled the count and his retainers,
Ser: should have reduced it to mere ruins...
Ser: Come to think of it,
Ser: reports said that travelers and pilgrims often go missing in these parts.
G: What a sad end for the former hounds.
G: They're excited by the smell of blood.
F: Impossible.
F: How can such things...
G: ...even exist?
G: That's why I called them miracles.
G: How can you be terrified of such a great opportunity?
G: As a believer, don't you have some phrase?
G: You could say, "Dear God..."
G: I've had my fill of miracles.
G: Enough to make me puke.
G: Come with me, or you'll be devoured!
F: Where am I?
P: Man, that was tough...
G: What, you even brought the horse?
P: Hey, Guts!
P: You seem not to have gotten it through your skull—
G: Yeah, I know...
G: I'll never forget that you brought me all the way here, horse.
P: Very good.
P: Man, those are a lot of heads.
P: Humans, I tell you...
P: Oh, Divine Lord, show mercy.
G: What's wrong?
P: Oh, nothing really.
Ser: What in the world is this?
Ser: What misshapen, abhorrent creatures...
Ser: Does this have to do with what Revelations foretold, as well?
F: Serpico?
G: Don't!
G: That idiot!
F: A man?
F: Who are you?
Keeper: That's my line.
Keeper: I am this place's keeper of the hounds.
F: Very well...
F: First, untie me!
F: I'll see that you are rewarded handsomely for your aid!
F: I am...
F: I am in this state for reasons I cannot say,
F: but I am a legitimate Holy See knight.
F: I will ensure you are well-received.
Keeper: Meat...
F: What?
Keeper: It's easier to eat the way it is...
Keeper: H-H-Hounds!
Keeper: Don't be cruel to the hounds!
Keeper: They're my... my family.
Keeper: Don't hurt them!
Keeper: You... You'll pay for this!
Keeper: Even the master of the house...
Keeper: is fed to the dogs if he... if he is cruel to them!
G: You k*lled the master of the house?
Keeper: No, I ate him.
Keeper: I... I haven't smelled anything this good in a long time.
Keeper: A high-quality noblewoman...
Keeper: I kn-know... y-your smell...
Keeper: That was the best prey.
Keeper: You are a survivor from that day?
G: I won't be lame and try to go easy with my injuries.
G: I couldn't care less if my arm gets ripped off.
G: For the first time in a long while, I remember
G: how it felt at the start of all this.
G: Thanks, it feels like crap.
Keeper: Me... Me, too.
Keeper: Thanks.
G: See, he's finally here.
G: My target, the one you wanted to know about...
G: The Apostle.
F: Apostle?
G: That's right.
G: Eradicating every last one of these Apostles...
G: That is my goal.
Keeper: Th-The moment that brand marked you...
Keeper: Your... Your fate was set in stone.
Keeper: You're just p-prey... meat... hunted...
Keeper: s-struggling... crawling!
Keeper: Like I said...
Keeper: Don't be cruel to the hounds!
P: Guts, above you!
G: Right!
P: What's wrong with you, Guts?!
P: Do it like usual!
Keeper: Meat... Meat!
Keeper: Meat... Meat...
G: I'm tough and taste like sh*t...
Keeper: It'll be fine.
Keeper: After eating you,
Keeper: I'll c-cleanse my palate... with the woman-meat.
Keeper: Th-That woman... is like the lady.
Keeper: A noblewoman...
Keeper: So soft.
Keeper: M-Melting in your mouth...
P: The lady?
Keeper: Th-The flavors are coming out.
Keeper: Humans who oppose us...
Keeper: are just food.
G: I gotta say, when it comes to eating, you have no table manners.
Keeper: Yeah.
Keeper: M-Meat has high... and low grades...
Keeper: People nice to me have... s-soft, sweet meat.
Keeper: M-Meat from those... who call me ugly... a-and inferior is low-grade!
Keeper: Smelly meat... tough meat...
G: Then I doubt I'd taste good.
Keeper: No hurry.
Keeper: I'll know soon enough!
P: Hey, Guts!
P: Th-This is real.
P: This is a real, preserved human being!
Keeper: Don't touch her!
Keeper: Don't...
Keeper: Don't touch the lady!
Keeper: My lady!
Keeper: Sh-She believed in me.
Keeper: They looked down... on me
Keeper: as ugly and inferior.
Keeper: The lady was the only one... who believed me, and I...
Keeper: M-My lady!
G: So you dressed up the half-eaten remains as a tribute to her?
G: Talk about twisted to the core.
P: Guts...
G: I will eradicate every last Apostle.
G: I'll give you a clean death, so talk.
G: How can I find them?
Keeper: Them?
G: The God Hand.
Keeper: I... I don't know!
Keeper: I know nothing about them.
Keeper: They are special...
Keeper: R-Really, I d-don't know!
Keeper: I said I don't know!
F: I don't understand.
F: I can't think of anything!
F: Not even a single prayer!
Keeper: I... I don't... know...
G: I see.
F: I'll ride this horse!
Horse: Nope.
Horse: I'll ride woman.
Horse: Female. Meat.
Horse: Delicious!
F: No!
G: Don't run around if you want to live.
F: Ye...
Yes.
F: I'm just running around,
F: trembling with fear.
F: I couldn't even beseech God.
F: And I call myself His servant...
F: I've said His name a million times.
F: But I am only
weak,
F: wretched,
and powerless.
Apostle - Evil: Just powerless?
Apostle - Evil: Just powerless, so you are innocent?
Apostle - Evil: Don't deceive yourself with pretty words.
Apostle - Evil: Within you lies
Apostle - Evil: a dark desire you cannot tell anyone else about.
Apostle - Evil: You felt it...
Apostle - Evil: You felt a dismal lust as you struck that man.
Apostle - Evil: That wasn't the only time...
Apostle - Evil: Even when whipping yourself in the name of atonement,
Apostle - Evil: you found pleasure within that agony...
Apostle - Evil: There is no God in any of it.
Apostle - Evil: This festering desire is the only truth.
Apostle - Evil: God is too far removed from the likes of you.
P: Guts...
G: Hey.
G: What do you think you're doing?
P: Guts, she's...
G: You let yourself get possessed...
F: Pull this sword up very slowly...
F: Feel it with me... This pleasure.
F: Slowly tear me apart.
F: No!
G: Hey, you...
F: k*ll him.
F: k*ll that man.
F: Right now, right here!
Ser: Please calm down, Lady Farnese.
Ser: I don't know what happened,
Ser: but our original mission was to capture him, remember?
Ser: You should avoid being swayed by—
F: I don't care!
F: k*ll him!
Ser: To be blunt, I can't. Not me.
Ser: You saw it yourself, Commander. He has superhuman strength.
Ser: I'd just die a meaningless death—
Ser: Ow.
Ser: Oh, Commander!
Ser: There you go, making our commander cry again.
G: Not my problem.
Ser: Well, we shall take our leave.
Ser: That is, if you are willing to let us go.
G: I think I owe you one.
Ser: Well, I suppose so.
G: Heh, fine.
G: Not a bad move, drawing your sword like that.
Ser: I'll say the same.
Ser: You are formidable.
Ser: So, till we meet again.
G: Hey, wait!
Ser: For now, it is farewell.
Ser: Same to you, pipsqueak.
Ser: What a joker.
P: But you know, I feel kind of sorry for that Farnese girl.
P: She's like, all tightly wound.
G: I'm the one who's wound up.
G: First a ghost, and now a cleric.
G: Talk about annoying.
Ser: Commander, wait for me!
FP: I have to k*ll him.
FP: I have to.
FP: I have to!
FP: If I don't silence him...
FP: If he continues to live, I...
Narr: They saw the same visions in their dreams.
Narr: There were villages decimated by disease,
Narr: and nations overrun by armies that commanded giant beasts.
Narr: There were cities crushed by earthquakes,
Narr: and towns swallowed by floods.
Narr: The Sun hidden by a thick, black smoke,
Narr: and wandering throngs of starving people.
Narr: There were bodies of entire families, and bodies of their neighbors.
Narr: Each saw a myriad of varieties,
Narr: but all pointed toward a singular intent.
Narr: Each enduring their own night,
Narr: the people were trapped in true darkness
Narr: that enveloped their shared world.
Narr: And amidst the ensuing chaos,
Narr: they observed with keen interest
Narr: a shining hawk, piercing the infinite gloom,
Narr: and descending upon the bloodstained land.
Narr: They knew immediately
Narr: that this was their greatest desire.
King: Charlotte...
King: Charlo...
Servant: Doctor?
Phys: Please bring his relatives.
Phys: Quickly, I beg you.
Nobles: At last...
Nobles: At long last, we'll have a new queen.
Nobles: Her Majesty, Queen Charlotte.
Nobles: Given her nature, she will appoint a regent.
Nobles: We should plan accordingly...
Laban: Do those dolts even understand what's happening?
Laban: It was only thanks to His Majesty
Laban: that we survived the w*r with Chuder.
Fos: The hawk...
Fos: The hawk will return.
Laban: The hawk...
Laban: A strange hawk of light that
Laban: the people of Windham... nay, all of Midland saw in dreams.
Laban: Though His Majesty was noble and just,
Laban: he became inscrutable in many of his actions after the Battle of Doldrey.
Laban: The Band of the Hawk's alleged treason...
Laban: Did that really happen?
Maid: Your Highness, please open the door!
Laban: What is the matter?
Maid: General Laban, well,
Maid: Her Highness hasn't left her chambers in five whole days.
Maid: Only her favorite lady-in-waiting is allowed to enter.
Maid: She's trying to persuade Her Highness right now, but...
Anna: Your Highness...
Anna: Your Highness!
Laban: Allow me!
Laban: Your Highness,
Laban: His Majesty is in critical condition!
Anna: Your Highness!
King: Griffith...
King: Where are... you now?
Ch: Father!
Citizens: His Majesty has passed away.
Citizens: Now, of all times?
Citizens: What will happen now?
Ch: Please save me, Lord Griffith!
Kid: The mountain's moving.
Next Episode Preview
Is Casca alive?
I'll never lose her again.
Come back again, no matter what.
There is something I must do.
You claim it's divine punishment?
Next Episode Epiphany