02x08 - The Day Troy Fell

[bunniefuu]

I'm back.

Who's that? Bon?

Agent Yumiko,
I have a message from Headquarters.

Gayler?!

What is it?

Usually, Bon calls me for a mission.

I have an announcement.

As of this mission,

you are now formally recognized
as an official agent.

Wow! An official agent!

Thank you!

Congratulations.

Your achievements have been appreciated.

I hope you will continue to do your best
as a Time Patrol agent.

Absolutely!

Now that I'm an official agent,
do I get a Time Boat?

Of course.

We've prepared a Time Boat for you.

Try calling it.

My own boat?!

Come on out!

Wow!

It's amazing!

So this is my very own boat.

Nice to meet you!

I have a mission for you guys,

but I can't reach Agent Bon.

School's already over.

In that case,
I'll go get him with this boat!

But I still don't know how to maneuver it.

For both boat maneuvers
and mission details,

use Compressed Learning.

You're right!

I'm counting on you, Agent Yumiko.

Yes, sir! I'll do my best!

I can't eat anymore...

Bon!

Duty calls, Bon!

What's this all of a sudden, Yumiko?

Are you surprised?

How about it? My very own Time Boat!

Your very own?

So you've finally become
an associate agent?

An official agent.

Talented, aren't I?

Really?

Yup. Gayler told me just now.

Anyway, Bon, why were you slacking off?
We have a mission.

I didn't hear about it.

It's mean not to contact me
once you've become an official agent.

I don't think they'd do that.

Bon! Come here.

What is it?

I was ironing your pants,

and this toy was inside the pocket.

It won't stop beeping.

Oops! It's just a toy!

Don't worry about it.

I guess you got a call.

Well, let's go on a mission.

THE DAY TROY FELL

This time,
we're rescuing a girl named Menoa.

She's a sl*ve to the queen

but was a princess
of an island in the Aegean Sea.

She should be wearing a pendant.

What time and place?



What happened there?

The Trojan w*r.

I know that one.
I've read about it in fairy tales.

A flying wooden horse, right?

It's a story of soldiers
hiding inside a wooden horse.

It is said that the w*r
between Troy and Greece lasted ten years,

but there are no historical records of it.

The tales are preserved
only in Homer's epic poems,

The Odyssey and the Iliad.

I see.

I'll know more from Compressed Learning.

Hey! Is it a mission?

Buyoyon! Hey, look!

Great! The Time Boat of your dreams!

It is!

I've finally become an official agent!

That's amazing!

I'll work hard.

Yes! Starting now, it's an important time
to be a Time Patrol agent.

So get into the groove.

Wow, you said something nice for once.

Take out the "for once."

Guys, we're arriving now.

For ten years, the Greek army
was unable to take down the city of Troy.

One night, they left a big wooden horse
and set off to the sea.

The w*r ended.

The people of Troy joyfully pulled
the wooden horse into the city.

Meanwhile, the Greek army of 100,000,
who appeared to have retreated,

secretly returned in the darkness.

They were advancing
toward the city of Troy.

It's peaceful now.

Yeah. But nine kilometers away
from the cape of Sigeion,

the castle gates will soon
swarm with Greek troops.

And when the time comes,

Odysseus and others
hiding inside the horse

will open the gates.

The final event of the Trojan w*r
described in Homer's poem

is about to begin.

It's time to start casing the place.

Time Lock on!

All right.

Let's find Menoa.

Leave it to me to find her!

The liquor stopped
as it was about to spill.

Just before
the spilled celebratory drink dries up,

catastrophe strikes.

In an hour, the castle will be in flames,

never to appear in history again.

I guess we can't tell them,
even if they're not soldiers.

Time Navigation Law, remember?

It'll cause history to massively change.

We're only allowed to save one person.

We at least need to make sure
we save that person.

I found her! This way.

See? It's her.

It's Menoa. She has the pendant on.

Proof she was a princess.

But now, she's a sl*ve.

It's nothing surprising in this era.

For example, Princess Cassandra of Troy

will be enslaved after the city falls.

Rescue target identified.

Any questions?

Nothing specific.

Are you thinking
we should take her away right now?

I don't think so.

Time Patrol missions
have to look as natural as possible.

Having one person
suddenly disappear is a no-go.

Perfect answer.

That's an answer
coming from an official agent.

Don't patronize me.

Come out!

Come on out!

So, what is Agent Yumiko's plan from here?

I'll wait for the attack to begin.

In the midst of the havoc,

nobody cares about a missing sl*ve or two.

Good.

An A+ answer.

Time Lock off!

Let's go on
to an hour before the fall of Troy.

-Wait!
-Buyo?

I think we should go further than that.

By how much exactly?

About 3,100 years later.

Three thousand and one hundred?!

But it would be...

The late 19th century.

Are you playing jokes on your senior?

No.

I won't ask.

You're an official agent,
and it's okay to have your own plans,

but that doesn't mean
you should do something crazy.

That's not what...

All right, fine!

Hey. Just listen.

Let's do this.

I go an hour later,
and you go 3,100 years later.

Let's see whose plan will save Menoa.

Hey. Bon!

Gosh, he's so short-tempered.

What now? Will you go after him?

I won't.

I'll check what Compressed Learning says.

Are you with me?

I am. Your plan sounds more interesting.

All right. To 3,100 years later!

Go!

What in the world is she thinking?

I mean, I understand she's all hyped
from becoming an official agent.

But it'll take her ten years
to reach my level.

It's starting.

Enemies... attack...

Come at me!

Move!

Even kids and the elderly.

It's tough, but I must save her at least.

What the... Did she escape already?

This way, Your Majesty!

Oh no. The castle!

It's all over.

Your Majesty, please stay calm. Let's...

And how can we escape?!

Menoa. It's all over.

There she is.

Pull yourself together.

I can't.

It's okay. You must not give up.

You will survive.

Let's get out and go to my home island,
where my brother lives.

Your brother?

Yes. No one will follow you there.

Your Majesty!

We can escape from here.

Come on, let's go.

Hey! Wait!

Who are you?

Well, it's a long story...

Are you of the Greek army?

Whoa! Not at all!

I'll stop him here.

Run, Your Majesty!

Wait! You've got it all wrong!

What a pretty girl.

Stay away from her. She's mine.

-Wait!
-Hey, wait!

-Hang on!
-I'll treat you right!

The place is fully covered in flames.

Menoa!

Please answer me!

Oh no.

Menoa!

Menoa!

Where did she go?

Even in the castle or among the captives,

I couldn't find Menoa.

I didn't prepare enough.

I should have known
more about the situation.

Oh, yeah.

I wonder where Yumiko went.

The sensor shows 1868.

But the location hasn't changed.

What could possibly be there?

Heinrich Schliemann.

A man who uncovered a mythology.

A man who held on to his childhood dreams.

Christmas Day, 1829.

An eight-year-old boy is given a book
from his dad as a present.

It was titled
An Illustrated World History for Children.

One illustration captured the boy's heart.

It was a scene of the fall of Troy.

Troy really existed.

That's just a legend, a fairy tale.

No, it's not.

You couldn't draw this picture otherwise.

Daddy,

when I grow up,
I'll excavate Troy and show you.

Wow!

The year 1836.

His father lost his job when he was 14.

He became an apprentice clerk
at a grocery store.

While working as a cabin boy,
an office assistant and such,

he intensely studied languages.

Even while I was doing business,
I never forgot about Troy.

I never forgot the promise
I made to my father about excavation.

Eventually, he achieved great success
as a businessman

and became a multimillionaire.

But when he was 46,
he stepped away from his business.

I certainly liked money.

But that was just a way
to achieve my lifelong dream.

And so,
Schliemann the archaeologist was born.

Troy doesn't exist.

Many archeologists,

some who haven't even gone to the area,

have made such conclusions.

They say that Homer's work
is too marvelous,

and therefore it is a figment of fantasy.

None of them tries
to solve this mystery by taking action.

So, even if I couldn't prove
its existence,

I decided to take action.

I get it now.

I should've checked the excavation site.

I should have known the castle's structure

and how the fire spread,
to plan Menoa's rescue properly!

Better late than never.

I'm taking action too!

What?

Where's Mr. Schliemann?

On the morning of August 10th, 1868,

he's supposed to be on the ruins' hill

to do the excavation's preliminary survey.

I knew you'd come.

Where's Mr. Schliemann?

I found him!

He's on the hill of Bali Dagh,
nine kilometers southeast.

Why is he there?

Troy is underneath this hill.

Let's go see.

Buyoyon, show us the way.

Okay!

If Homer's poetry isn't just made up

and Troy really existed,

this is believed to be the site.

I see.

So this is the hill of Bali Dagh.

Without a doubt.

A renowned German general
named Moltke once said

that if he were to build a castle,

he'd choose this terrain.

And 70 years ago, a French scholar

found hot springs and cold springs.

I know them.

They're the ones described
in Book 22 of The Iliad.

When Achilles pursued Hector
around the castle three times,

he passed near hot and cold springs.

He won't find anything by digging here.

However, I can't see the ocean.

Excuse me?

According to Homer,

the Greek army set up camp
at the cape of Sigeion.

It's said they were attacking
and retreating three times a day.

It's 14 kilometers
from Sigeion to the Bali Dagh.

Well, sir.

Could they have gone back and forth
this distance thrice daily while battling?

Probably not.

Where are you going?

-I'll walk around the hill three times.
-But why?

I want to retrace the path
of Achilles and Hector,

who went around it three times.

Sir, it's just a legend, a fairy tale.

You're like my father.

What a cliff.

Wearing heavy armor,

could they really climb up and down
such steep slopes?

Come on, sir.

You don't have to consider
every small detail.

-This isn't it.
-What?

This isn't the Troy that I dreamed of.

Good.

Eventually, he went to Hisarlik Hills
and uncovered Troy.

Wow, you already knew that?

If you knew that already,
why did you come here?

Because finding Troy is such a big event.

I wanted to see its very beginning.

I see.

Let's go to the excavation site.

Which time are we aiming for?

Over a period of 20 years,

Schliemann dug up nine layers
of archaeological remains,

dating from 3000 B.C. to Roman times.

He dug for 20 years?

What layer is Troy?

At first, Schliemann thought
the third layer was Troy.

But later, he decided
it was the second layer.

Then let's check the second layer.

But much later,
it changed to the sixth layer.

Then, the sixth.

But that wasn't it.

Actually, Schliemann himself couldn't
reach a conclusion in his lifetime.

Then where are we going?

In the end, Blegen, an archaeologist
who continued Schliemann's legacy,

concluded in 1932
that the seventh layer was Troy.

I'll leave it to you.

Just take me wherever.

Wow, they dug up a lot.

Look, there's Mr. Schliemann.

Where?

Oh, there he is.

He's aged quite a bit.

He's just over 60 years old.

His passion to uncover Troy
lasted until Christmas,

when he fell ill and passed away
at the age of 68.

It must've been a tough job.

So, what are we going to do?

They'll stop working at 6:00 p.m.

Let's go see the seventh layer
excavation site after that.

Could they be
the ruins of the castle wall?

I'll use the Forgetter just in case.

Someone's coming.

Is someone there?

What are you doing?

Kids?

Sorry, we're lost.

We were looking for a place to rest.

I see.

This is an excavation site.

Is this a famous historical site?

Well, we don't know
if it's going to be famous yet.

But we're working on it,
believing that it will.

Believing something uncertain.

That's amazing.

Right. That's what archaeologists do.

Our boss has been excavating this site
for more than 20 years.

But perhaps neither he nor I
will know within our lifetimes

whether this is really
the place we're looking for.

Wow.

Doesn't that make you sad?

Well, the excavation of history

means taking questions
we can't answer by ourselves

and passing them on
so that others can keep figuring them out.

Passing down to others...

Is the excavation of history.

Yes. To understand history

is to believe that someone in the future
will continue to think about it.

Stay strong.

We'll do our best too!

Thank you.

Carrying on Mr. Schliemann's legacy,
he and other archaeologists

will find Troy, right?

Yes. Saving the past requires someone
from the future to inherit that will.

It's the same with Time Patrol agents.

Yeah.

Look at this.

The rock is burnt here.

There's also charred wood and ash.

There must've been a big fire.

Let's investigate.

That's Menoa's bedroom, right?

She fled south
through the passage under the stairs.

Oh! There's some space.

It could be a basement.

Let's see it.

What is this place?

Looks like a wine cellar.

Someone must've burned to death here.

It's Menoa's.

Let's keep our spot
and move to the night of the attack.

Right.

Just in time.

Let's carry her out of here.

You can't.

Oh, Time Navigation Law:
Chapter Five, Article One.

"Never exert physical force
upon the rescue target."

Correct.

What do you think we should do?

We'll put the Time Lock on
and carry her out by gravity transfer.

Excellent. An A+. Time Lock on!

I'll take care of this.

We were able to get her out of the castle,

but what to do next?

Well...

I remember she said she had a brother
on her home island.

Her brother?

How do you know that?

I heard it in the castle
when she was fleeing with Cassandra.

That's it!

Amazing job, mentor!

Upon waking,

she realizes that she has somehow

drifted to her home island.

And she goes to her brother's house.

Mission accomplished.

Let's go home.

I'm sorry I doubted you.

You're a great Time Patrol agent.

-Really?
-Yeah.

Yay!

Hey!

This is all thanks
to the guidance of Instructor Bon!

Let's continue to work together!

Yes, sir!

Let's do this, mentor!