01x21 - The Red Fairy

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I won't let anyone take you.

Challe?

You're...

I swore that I would always stay by
your side, that I would protect you.

I won't let anyone take you.

Orland!

Hey! Stay with us!

What is this?

It's horrible.

Let's carry him inside!

Wait! Don't move him right now!

Daana, Hal! Boil some water!

Yes, sir!

And bring bandages!

It's my eye. My eye hurts.

Who did this to you?

It was him. The one we met on the highway.

The red fairy.

It appeared again?

He's been here the whole time.

What?

The fairy who introduced himself as Gladus.

He's the red fairy.

If he's Gladus... then what about Bridget?

It can't be.

Miss Bridget!

Wait. I'll go with you.

If you would.

I'm going to go get a doctor!

I'll go too!

And abandon your work?

I'll arrange for a doctor.

I was about to leave anyway.

Silver Sugar Viscount?

I even gave you Kat.

If you end up not finishing in time
for the Holy Beginnings Festival,

that will leave me in a very poor position.

And... this isn't the Paige
Workshop's problem alone.

I will make a report to the Earl of Downing.

"The red fairy who att*cks silver sugar
masters has appeared once more."

I'll tell him that I think it's best that
soldiers be deployed for a search.

Lafalle fenn Lafalle?

That's his true name.

That name seems a lot like yours, Challe.

Apparently, he was born from
the same place as I was.

He wanted to make me his ally,
but I refused.

An ally? For what?

I don't know.

But he said something...

I will take the girl,
even if it must be by force.

If I do, then you will belong
to me as well, won't you?

He wants me?

But then, why would he att*ck Orland?

It's a warning.

Should he be so inclined,
he can att*ck you at any time.

That's what he's trying to tell us.

Do not leave my side.

I will protect you, no matter what.

Miss Bridget?

I'm the one who's put Orland
through all of that, aren't I?

Because I'm the one who brought Gladus...

who brought that fairy here.

It wasn't just you, Miss Bridget!
All of us here were fooled!

Me and Challe, too. Everyone was.

All of it is my fault.

It's my...

Please, don't blame yourself like that!

Stop it!

I have no need for your words of consolation.

Orland told me something once.

Long ago, we often played together.

She was a good, cheerful child.

Don't speak as if you know me!

If I'm not even allowed
to blame myself, then...

...what am I supposed to do?!

I don't know.

We... just have to think.

Right now, in this situation,
what is it that I can do?

Each one of us has to.

I have bad news.

Orland may lose sight in his left eye.

Oh no!

And that isn't all we have to worry about.

It seems that the fairy is after Anne.

If he appears again and kidnaps Anne,

or if he hurts another one of us,

then even if Kat comes to help us...

we won't finish the work in time.

We'll just have to give up.

Right now, we can still ask the Silver
Sugar Viscount to lend us silver sugar.

It will put us at a disadvantage
for next year's selection,

and it may not raise our workshop's reputation,

but we'll be able to
make it through this crisis.

We'll do this ourselves.

We will do it, no matter what.

It's us. We can do it.

Yeah. You're right.

Let's do it!

Yeah. I mean, when the Head of
Artisans says we'll do it...

Then we have no choice but to follow her!

Yes, let's do it, everyone!

Yeah!

Let's get it done!

Yes!

Then, let's get back to work!

Yes, sir!

Let's grind up the rest of the sugar.

Will you help us, Mithril Lid Pod?

Yes!

Yeah!

Of course! Just leave it to me!

If I said I wasn't afraid, that would be a lie.

If that fairy... If Lafalle att*cked, then...

But I know that Challe will protect me.

So, I will concentrate on this...

...on what I can do right now.

Anne! It's morning! Wake up!

What? Wait, what's going on?

Come on, get up!

It's so cold!

Wait, Noah?

Morning, Anne!

I've made up my mind!

Starting today, I'm going to help
Daana and Hal and work in this castle.

First, my duty is to wake everyone up!

I'm so glad. You're feeling better, aren't you?

Hey! Isn't there anyone here?

This place is even more
run-down than I'd imagined.

Kat?!

We'd gotten tired of waiting for you!
You've certainly arrived early, haven't you?

Am I early, or late? Make up your mind.

Kat!

Hey, pipsqueak.

Thank you so much for coming!

But how did you know Hugh let me
have his "I'll do anything you say" favor?

Because that dimwit went
out of his way to come tell me.

Honestly. He's always so snide.

And while he was at it,
he said to give you this.

A letter?

Oh! Could it be a love letter?

Who could it be? Who could it be?

Hey! Enough of that! Hurry up
and show me to the workroom!

Oh, right.

Then, first, I'll introduce you
to our artisans.

I'll go tell Mister Glen about this.

If you would, Anne.

Alph Hingley is here?

Yes. Right now, Mister Collins
is introducing him to everyone.

That's wonderful. Now, if only
Orland's condition would improve.

Mister Glen, have you met with Miss Bridget?

I have not.

Anne, I know what you want to say.

What?

But right now, I don't want to see her face.

Due to her foolish actions,

one of Orland's eyes, something
irreplaceable, has been damaged.

You treat other people too well.

Right now, you should
worry about yourself alone.

Yes.

Hey! Anne!

Coming!

What is it?

Sorry, but could you accompany me?

I've been summoned. By the kingdom's religion.

Thank you for coming.

I've heard about the progress of your
work from the Silver Sugar Viscount.

You haven't completed a single piece,

and you're currently re-grinding silver
sugar which hardened due to moisture.

In addition to which, he said that
one of your artisans has been injured.

Does that cover everything?

That is correct.

A month and a half.

Unfortunately,

given the current situation, the Paige
Workshop will not complete the pieces in time.

There can be no other conclusion.

And so, I ask you...

what do you think of having the Mercury
Workshop step in on your behalf?

What? That would mean...

You would have the Mercury
Workshop create your pieces for you.

We couldn't possibly! Our pieces
made by the Mercury Workshop?

You have been stricken
with unforeseeable bad luck.

It is incredibly unfortunate.

Which is why we will still pay you
the reward of ten thousand cress.

Will that do?

What a wonderful deal!

Mister Collins!

Well, it's true, isn't it?

We don't have to suffer any more,
and we still get the reward!

No!

We all thought of it together!
Created it together!

The thought of other artisans
making it is simply...

If we sell off our work now, we'll be
selling our artisans' pride along with it!

Then there wouldn't be any point to
the Paige Workshop having made it this far!

You think so?

It's not simply what I think, it's a fact!

Yeah.

What?

As you've just heard,

in addition to our Head of Artisans here,

not a single one of our artisans
will accept that deal.

So, we will be declining your offer.

We will be making the sugar confections
for the Holy Beginnings Festival.

But...

No need to worry. We will meet the deadline.

If your stubbornness
leads you to miss the deadline,

we won't be able to pay you the reward.

And the Paige Workshop's
reputation will hit rock bottom.

We are fully aware of the consequences.

Well, I made all those confident declarations,

but it's only natural for
the kingdom's religion to be worried.

I'm grateful that Kat came,

but with Orland injured, it means
our numbers haven't changed.

That's...

Mister Collins, please stop the cart!

What?

All right.

Please, get up! You'll catch a cold!

Please, get up! I'm begging you!

Cathy!

You!

Jonas.

Oh, miss!

How...

How is Orland's condition?

Mister Orland! Miss Bridget is here!

Oh! Wait!

I'll go bring some tea.

What's wrong?

Your eye...

Oh. It's fine.

No need to worry.

Even if my left eye
doesn't work, I have my right eye.

Luckily, my fingers are intact, too.

And Kat came to help.

More importantly...

I'm glad you're safe.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Orland.

Because I brought that fairy here, you...

Orland, would it be
all right if I tended to you?

What?

I understand! If you don't want me to, I won't.

I'm not who I used to be.

I'm selfish and arrogant.

I'm a completely intolerable woman.

So...

Please do.

Orland.

Jonas? Hey, Jonas, are you sleeping?

Hey, Jonas, I'm talking to you!

Anne...

Anne?!

What do you want? Why are you even here?

Hold on! Wait!

Do you remember
what happened at the exhibition?

Please, don't make me remember!

It's not what you think! Listen!

Back then, the things Sammy did
were all brought to light at the exhibition.

Jonas, your innocence was proven, too!

What?

Really?

Mister Radcliffe said that he
wanted to apologize to you, too.

And I heard that he wants you
to come back to the workshop.

Did you hear that, Master Jonas?

She said that you can return
to the Radcliffe Workshop!

Jonas?

I won't go back there.

Why not? The misunderstanding
has been cleared up.

There isn't anyone there
who will speak ill of you anymore.

Keith is at the Radcliffe Workshop.

I'll be just be compared to him
and made to feel wretched again.

Wait!

Leave me alone!

Jonas.

Then, will you come to the Paige Workshop?

The Paige Workshop?

I'm working at the Paige Workshop now.

We're having trouble
because we don't have enough artisans.

With your skills, Jonas,
you will be a valuable asset.

What do you think? Please?

You're always doing the most absurd things.

I'm sick of sugar confections.

I don't even want to touch silver sugar.

What?

There's something else I want to do now.

If you understand, then please go away.

What is it you want to do? Get drunk?

Sit in a place like this
and make Cathy worry about you?

Think up all sorts of excuses
without doing a single thing?

Be quiet.

I don't think you're
telling me the truth, Jonas!

Be quiet! Someone like you
could never understand!

What do you mean, "someone like you"?

You can make sugar confections.

Jonas... You actually still want to
make sugar confections, don't you?

No! I...

I just... Sugar confections are...
Sugar confections...

Yes, I want to make them.

Master Jonas.

It seems we have one more artisan.

He's got low self-esteem, but his skills
are fairly reliable. Something like that?

What is that?

I think I will leave after all.

Wait!

He's Jonas Anders!

He's an artisan from the Radcliffe
Workshop school, and he was my rival!

Really? Then, he must be pretty skilled.

Nice to meet you, Jonas.

We'll be relying on you!

Come on, Jonas.

Nice craftsmanship, right?

I was impressed, too.

But these take an absurd amount of time.

And if you handle it wrong,
it'll break while you're working on it.

You understand what's
being asked of you, don't you?

Challe?

I'm at a loss here.

Lafalle, was it?

Mister Collins!

Where is he?

Elliott, you must have
a message from him. Tell us.

Can't do that.

Don't worry! Say it!

Hand Anne over. He'll release me
in exchange. That's what he said.

That's horrible!

Challe, please don't!

Anne!

Challe.

Elliott!

You're next, Challe.

Come here.

Don't!

You weasel!

Don't move.

Move even a little and her head will roll.

Walk over here, slowly.

Don't do anything rash.

I may, in my panic, cut off one of Anne's legs.

I will have your wing.

Take it from him, Anne.

Give it here.

Challe!

I see. This is, indeed, your wing.

Mount that horse over there.

Challe, I readied that horse just for you.

It has such a beautiful black coat, doesn't it?

The Red Fairy

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