01x08 - Frieren the Slayer

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Who are you? Visiting hours are over.

I am Draht, one of Aura the Guillotine's executioners.

I am here to k*ll you.

I see. Done pretending to negotiate?

We're just getting started.

Uh-huh.

Just so you know, I'm strong.

Stronger than me?

Stronger than Aura the Guillotine.

Doesn't seem like it to me.

Why not?

This fight is already over.

Magical wire, huh? It's an interesting spell.

So you saved yourself from decapitation by concentrating mana around your neck.

You're level-headed.

A common mage would've lost her head without even realizing what had happened.

But this wire is among the strongest of demonkind's spells.

Humanity's magic doesn't stand a chance against it.

I'll cut through both your neck and your mana.

You're right. I doubt I can do anything about this wire.

That's enough to convince you you've won?

Demons these days are hopeless.

They lack actual battle experience.

This mage...

She took my arm!

You bitch—

Wait! Let's talk this—

That's one down.

If I report this att*ck to the graf and k*ll the other two, surely he'll pardon me.

The guard is dead.

Like a fairy tale

It's a sign the story has reached its end

Like a single passage taken from

A journey that was too long

Of the evil that once cast a shadow

Across this land

And the memories of the short journey

With the hero who defeated it

Beyond Journey's End

The story ends

And the hero goes to sleep

Leaving this land with

Days of peace and quiet

The passage of time heartlessly

Makes people forget

Even the tracks left behind by his life

Begin to rust

Just the same

Your words and wishes and courage

Are still inside of me

And they live on

We chose the same path

That's all it was supposed to be

Why is it that at some point

I wanted to understand the reason for

The tears that fall down my cheeks

Even now

If I retrace the journey we walked together

Even though you're not there

I know I'll be able to find it

This is delicious.

My master said any town that serves tasty food is a good, peaceful town.

Wait!

That must be true of this town, too.

Mr. Stark.

You can't have any.

Let's directly petition Graf Granat to release Ms. Frieren.

I think it's only a matter of time until harm comes to this town.

We should release Ms. Frieren from the dungeon and have her defeat the demons.

That's our only option after all, huh?

We wouldn't stand a chance against them.

Especially not that Lügner guy. He's unbelievably strong.

He was only looking at Frieren.

Even though we were standing there next to him with the guards,

he was only looking at Frieren.

It's because he thinks he can k*ll us at any time.

My hands still haven't stopped shaking.

See? I even spilled my drink so it looks like I wet myself.

That's just how strong he is.

You should wipe that up. Let's go.

Lügner and his guys are with the graf.

Worst case, a fight will break out.

That wouldn't stop the party of heroes from going.

You're right.

If I lost my nerve here, I'd never be able to face my master again.

Let's go.

You can keep the handkerchief.

Huh?

What's the matter?

I'm paralyzed with fear.

I'm no longer detecting Draht's magic.

He must be dead.

What an idiot. He underestimated her.

Underestimated her?

We are the right-hand men of Lady Aura. Her executioners.

You think we'd die from merely underestimating someone?

Who is that mage?

Sorry I kept you waiting.

The mage I captured has escaped.

The soldier guarding her cell was beheaded.

That can't be good.

We'll help you look for her.

Linie is skilled at locating magic—

No, that's all right.

By the way, one of your men seems to be missing.

He's in the privy. He'll be back soon.

Without asking a servant for directions?

Even I can tell she's a skilled mage.

But she allowed my guards to seize her without a fight.

She understands the seriousness of k*lling a guard.

Lord Lügner, I'll ask you one last time.

Where is your man?

Honestly.

That idiot Draht.

He ruined everything.

It's strange, though.

Now that v*olence has become the only way to resolve this mess, I'm overjoyed.

Graf Granat, what are words?

How do they differ from swords?

No matter what we use, the weak die.

Just like this sword's former owner.

Lügner!

In the end, we are wild beasts.

Don't worry. I won't k*ll you.

You're going to help us remove this town's defensive barrier.

We should be arriving at the graf's mansion soon.

Ms. Frieren?

You're Ms. Frieren, aren't you?

What are you doing here?

Don't tell me you broke out of the dungeon.

I didn't have a choice.

Some demon named Draht att*cked me while I was in there.

I defeated him,

but when demons die, they turn into mana particles and disappear.

What do you mean by that?

He'd already k*lled the dungeon guard.

The only ones down there were a guard

who had been beheaded using magical wire and me, a mage.

How would you read that situation?

That you're a guard-k*ller who should be ex*cuted.

Right? This is becoming a pain. I'm leaving town.

Wait.

If you leave, the remaining demons will run wild.

Are you really going to abandon this town?

Why don't you two defeat them?

You make it sound so easy.

We don't stand a chance against them.

You're not going to fight them just because they're strong?

Besides, I don't think you're weaker than them at all.

Wait!

We'll fight, okay? At least help us!

I'm begging you!

Peek.

Hey, wait!

Please, Frieren!

You don't know when to give up, do you? Let's steel ourselves.

But... it's impossible...

Don't be childish.

About ten kilometers from town...

I sense a great deal of mana.

We're being observed.

Aura the Guillotine, one of the Seven Sages of Destruction.

I hate fighting powerful opponents, too.

All the more reason to finish this quickly.

Should we be sneaking into the mansion like this?

Would you rather tell the gate guards that we're here to k*ll the peace envoys?

It's oddly quiet.

I love magic.

Just as Qual, the Elder Sage of Corruption,

spent most of his life developing a k*lling spell...

demons dedicate the entirety of our long lives to researching a single kind of magic.

We develop our research daily over years and years.

Ten years from now, our magics will be even greater,

and we will become even stronger.

But magic is a strange thing.

Flamme the Legendary Mage's defensive barrier has prevented demons

from invading and protected this town.

Sometimes a spell cast by a genius a thousand years ago outmatches spells of the present.

I despise geniuses.

They lack the beauty of accumulated effort.

The Granat family has been entrusted with maintaining the barrier for generations.

If you could allow us into this town, then there must be a way to control it.

Teach it to me.

I'll give you some time.

Consider it carefully.

Making someone wait is an effective diplomatic strategy for humans as well.

If you won't talk, then all that awaits you is further t*rture.

There must be a grimoire related to the barrier somewhere.

Search the bedroom. I'll search the study.

You're just that adventurer kid from this afternoon.

I thought my son had come for me.

You look awful. Those demons did this to you?

I'll release you.

You're trembling.

Is that a problem?

No. It's valiant.

My dead son was trembling before he headed off to battle, too.

Damn it. I can't cut the rope.

Is it magical?

Don't worry about me. I'm done for either way.

Evacuating the townsfolk is more important.

They're not gonna listen without you.

The Granat family crest hangs from my neck.

Show this to the guards, and they'll do whatever you say.

And speaking so casually to me is a serious crime in this town, brat.

I know. Given the circumstances, I'll overlook this offense.

Now go.

I see.

Sorry, old man.

I'm gonna break this expensive-looking chair.

I can't afford to replace it.

Lord Lügner, a rat.

Graf Granat, do you know him?

No. He's one of the adventurers from this afternoon.

He must've come to petition me directly

without realizing the mage he was with escaped.

What a stupid kid.

I see.

Again.

You can leave, boy.

I'll let you live.

He's doing it again.

He's not even looking at me.

What's the matter? Move.

If you get in my way, I'll k*ll you.

Go ahead and try!

He's fast.

But you're only human.

You protected your vitals. Your reflexes aren't bad.

That said, the young are rash, whether they're humans or demons—

thoughtless and reckless.

But you challenged me alone. I commend your valor.

Alone?

I see. You can't detect her after all.

What?

Fern, I created the opening you asked for.

Lord Lügner, I'm sensing a mage!

Impossible.

A mere human mage evaded Linie's detection?

And this spell...

Lord Lügner, let me handle this.

Don't.

Girl, what is that spell?

Ordinary offensive magic.

I believe it's known as Zoltraak in your magic system.

This is Zoltraak?

Don't be absurd.

Demonkind overcame Zoltraak half a century ago.

Who taught you this spell?

You're trying to buy time, aren't you?

I should finish you now.

I won't allow it.

Fern!

The graf is gravely injured.

We don't have time to fight.

Let's retreat!

Very well.

We'll go after them once I've stopped my bleeding.

You k*ll the warrior.

My blood is on those two.

We won't lose them.

You needn't fight them yourself, Lord Lügner.

I can handle the mage as well.

If you'd been struck by that spell, it would've k*lled you.

That spell has been modified to specialize in k*lling demons.

It can hardly be called Zoltraak anymore.

It's a demon-k*lling spell.

The way that girl moved reminds me of another mage.

And I've been struck by that same magic once before.

I see.

I remember now.

It was Frieren.

The mage who contributed significantly to humanity's analysis of Zoltraak

and slew more demons than anyone else in history.

Frieren the Slayer.

Frieren the Slayer

One of the geniuses I despise.

And you alright

Can you hear me

Trailing along deserted train tracks

Crying excessively

Wanting you to smile

I hold on to memories I'd like to keep fresh

There's something I'd like to tell you

With words more precious than a goodbye

Unremarkable yet special

See, things that couldn't have been

Seen if it weren't for these eyes

Why? They begin to overflow

So, if I were to be born again

I would surely choose this place once more

So, if we were to meet again

I'd never let you go, I'd choose the present

Even if no promises were made

Even if I'm lost in days of loneliness

Those tears will be alright, dawn will surely break

I'm whispering our lullaby

for you to come back home

Lord Lügner will be upset with me again.

Seriously? This is crazy.

You'll have to rest for a while.

You demons are monsters after all.

Any demon can do it.

Because I have an overwhelming advantage.

I can k*ll you without mercy.

It was Aura, one of the Seven Sages of Destruction.

Episode Aura the Guillotine