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I did it all wrong.

I should have cut off her head.

Or tied her to a stake.

I'm an idiot.

That's how you deal with a witch, burn her at the stake and be done with it.

Okay.

And she's also a goat.

What are you doing?

Healing you.

I don't give a fuck if you save me.

-I won't tell you where she is. -No need. I get it.

You're wasting your time.

She could already be dead by now.

You care for her.

Hmm. Right, get up.

Let's go.

Where to?

To Ségur.

You think I'll help you find her to cut her throat?

You will.

NÉRO THE ASSASSIN

Don't worry.

You're safe with me now.

Brother Penance has swallowed the plan whole.

He accepts your surrender.

Now we just have to put things into place.

Thank you, Lord Consul.

Ségur owes you.

Yes.

But now, before the archbishop takes out his branding iron,

I'd like to talk to my daughter.

I don't know where these tales of witchcraft…

She explained it all to me.

Good morning.

Glad to see you're well.

Believe it or not, I was afraid for you.

Afraid for me or of me?

What did you say?

Just the truth.

That you had my betrothed killed and I wanted revenge.

You wanted me hanged?

Yes.

But there's a better way.

You will live.

But I will make you pay for murdering Tancrède.

You can forget about your mines, for one thing.

And there's more after that.

You'll lose everything.

And Néro?

He is no more.

I left his corpse hanging on a pole.

This trip was really good for you.

Now you listen to me. Forget about this marriage and return to Lamartine.

You're in danger here.

Admit it, dear Papa.

You've lost.

You don't understand.

It's Penance who will win.

He'll slaughter the royal family, starting with you.

I thought you had a plan to deal with him?

All I ask of you…

Wait a while to wed the prince.

Wait to see what happens.

There's no way. We'll get wed as soon as possible.

Don't say that's Néro's girl?

What is it to you? Huh?

Have you lost it?

If they find out who she is, you'll be executed.

You will as well,

so I'm not worried at all.

I know her secret will be safe in your hands.

But…

Sit down.

Hang on.

Thank you.

Here, water.

Oh, sorry, Horace.

Yeah.

I can't go on.

-God is punishing me. -No.

That's not how God is.

He asks that we overcome all our tribulations.

God doesn't hold this child's destiny in his hands.

You do.

And you.

And me.

Come on, stand up. Let's go.

When we are in Ségur, I'll have the archbishop bless my child.

And I will tell him how God put you in my path.

This way.

I'm thirsty.

Oh, you witch…

Yeah, yeah. Enjoy it.

My hands might be tied, but at some point, you'll make a mistake, and then…

It'll never happen.

What's that?

Killing me.

You can read my thoughts?

You're an open book for me.

No, I'm not.

Just walk.

So, what am I thinking now?

Think nothing, think nothing, think nothing.

Nothing.

Wrong.

If you say so.

Walk.

Go fuck yourself.

I heard that too.

I wanted you to.

Are we going to die here?

No. No.

Let's have a rest.

Then we'll go.

-Yeah. Alright. -Right.

I shall pray to God.

I want a weapon.

You won't need a weapon here. You are just like your father.

Perla, forgive me.

-He got what he deserved. -Yes, that is true.

Selfish bastard.

All he cared about was finding his exorcist in Port-Richet.

Exactly.

He was very selfish.

Your Highness.

My good lord.

My lord, allow me to introduce, um… my lady-in-waiting, Perla de Vances.

Daughter of the Duke of Vances.

Are you comfortable here?

No.

It's too small and ugly.

Small.

But I expect you'll change all that.

I intend to. The bigger the dowry, the more demanding the bride.

I'll have some water.

You didn't come here to give me a warm welcome.

Did you?

No.

You're right there.

I was thinking it over, you see.

Your father, you accuse him

and then you suddenly withdraw the accusation.

-I explained all that to the prince. -You did, yes. Yes.

But I do know that your father made a pact with a witch recently.

A witch who seeks the same person as I do.

Ah.

Who do you seek then?

The last descendant of the Devil.

Here?

Mmm.

Yes, here.

And you…

Ooh!

Something to add at all?

She's useless, but I love her.

Don't worry, Perla.

There is no devil spawn in Ségur.

Hmm.

I just hope, my lady,

that you fully realise that any person that conceals information

will be deemed an accomplice,

and burnt to death in public.

Including the Princess of Ségur.

Yes, I know.

Well, I'm grateful for your words of welcome, my lord.

I won't keep you any longer.

I imagine you're already rushing about madly with my wedding preparations.

You are indeed your father's daughter.

You have no idea.

What are you doing?

Nothing. I'm hungry, that's all.

And you? What are you doing?

What?

Nothing, it's…

I'm used to being called "Your Majesty".

-Oh, I'm sorry… -But I don't mind.

You can ignore that. I like it.

You know how to use that?

A little.

A lady-in-waiting who knows armed combat is quite uncommon.

-Where did you learn? -It was my dad.

But he's dead.

Oh, I'm sorry.

-Don't be. I hate the man. -How can you say that of your father?

He gave me away,

stabbed me,

and sold my mother for a horse.

He was a duke, wasn't he?

Yeah, real dick more like.

This knife will do more harm than a fork, won't it?

You kill me and you'll never find that monk.

And why do I care?

Because he's the only one who can enter the citadel of Ségur.

Neither you nor I can pass through the gates.

He can though.

He can get your daughter back.

It's okay.

Alright?

And why are you here with her?

She tracked you down.

Have you gone crazy?

Who is she?

A witch, huh?

Perla's in Ségur. You'll help me find her.

-Perla's in Ségur? -Yes. So help me out.

No.

No, Néro. No.

Glad, are you?

What do you think?

I love her. I raised her for 14 years.

-Whatever. -What are you doing?

-If you don't help me find her, she will. -No.

-Stop. Have you lost your mind? -Help me!

-I can't! -Help me out!

Help me and I'll kill her.

Look here. I have her witch's knife.

I can kill her for good with this.

Then we cut her into pieces, we burn her, and we spread her ashes.

She's the only one who can invoke the demon in Perla.

If she's done for, Perla's okay.

And the world's happy.

You just need to get me in the citadel.

But… and Azel?

Azel?

I promised to help Azel.

Not my problem.

We have to take her to Ségur. She won't get there without me.

-Who gives a f… -We do, Néro!

I can't believe you!

What's happened to you?

She's pregnant!

And I don't need to explain the consequences

if we leave her like this.

Alright, I'll kill the witch, then we go.

Come on. We have to hurry.

Horace?

-Do you have water, Néro? -No, sorry.

She'll die unless she drinks something.

I can find you some.

This is nonsense.

She's trying to buy time.

She's having me on.

Look. I'll kill her and we'll go.

That's the best option, even for Azel. We'll find water on way.

Dig here.

Don't wear yourself out. There's no water. She's playing us.

If you helped, it'd go more quickly.

-That's what she wants though. -I can dig…

Please be quiet.

Look at this!

Look!

You, get lost.

Don't drink. It's bait.

It's just water.

My necklace was just a necklace.

-How'd you know where we should dig… -Don't.

-Why're you talking to her? -Tell me how.

In times past, you'd have known where to dig too.

-What are you saying? -Ignore her.

-But Azel needs water now. -If you care, don't give her that.

Alright?

Perfect.

Perfect.

Azel. Azel.

Water.

Water.

Where did you find this water?

There's a spring close by.

I see what you're trying to do.

You're pretending you're decent,

but I don't believe you.

I'm happy to see you alive, my lady.

Me as well, Lothar.

You were a little bit heavy-handed though.

I know that your head is strong.

Mmm.

Zineb is willing to denounce your father

for the murder of Tancrède.

We don't need Néro to get him convicted.

I've changed my mind, Lothar.

I am to marry.

Take them away.

I will let them go after my marriage.

You're as bad as your father.

Impressive, huh?

Not afraid of falling?

Are you?

Ha.

Ah.

You really are his daughter.

He's dead. Not anymore.

I heard.

You're not very upset, I see.

My daughter…

You care about her.

Mmm.

Then you have to leave here. You put her in danger.

Don't look at me like that. You know very well why.

And do you think it's true? That I can bring back the Devil?

Disappear.

Do us all a good turn, would you?

Come, we must be on our way, Azel.

I'll kill the other one. Thanks so much for the wat…

Sit down.

Listen to me.

If I'd wanted to kill you, I'd have done it before now.

Sit down.

Perla isn't the last descendant of the Devil.

So why are you chasing her?

So she can save the world.

Can't you see that the Earth is dying?

And why is that?

'Cause your god is angry?

It's the seven scourges of the Apocalypse? And the Devil is on his way?

That's all false.

The Devil is fiction.

It's just something the Church invented to target its enemies.

So, Perla won't bring about the end of the world?

No.

But the Church will.

They slaughtered all the healers of the Earth.

The shamans.

The Druids.

Witches too.

All those who practiced magic.

But since magic disappeared from the world, it's killing the Earth.

It needs a ritual to save it.

It means sacrificing Perla…

with this dagger.

Not happening.

Lord, please forgive her errors.

Eternal rest grant unto her.

And let perpetual light shine upon her.

Can't you do something?

Grant her peace…

-No. -Yes.

You could.

You can heal. I've seen you.

It's too complicated.

It's not complicated. You save her.

He'll track us down if I do it.

Who's he?

The fucker who wants to kill my kid?

He's too powerful.

No, he's not.

-He's too strong. -He wants to kill my daughter.

At some point, I'm sure I'll have to kill him.

Néro…

It's just a life.

In the name of God,

in the name of Jesus Christ…

Out of the way.

-What is this? -She's gonna try and save you.

No, don't let her. Horace, stop her!

She's a demon!

Horace! Horace!

Horace, please, stop her!

-Breathe, Azel. -Have mercy!

Don't let her. She's the Devil!

Don't let her do this!

She will live.

He's coming.

How do we kill him?

I'll use this.

Azel, it's a boy.

He's healthy.

Thank you.

He doesn't look very Catholic. What do you think?

He was one of ours.

He decided to work for the Church instead.

-Will you be alright? -I don't know.

Why my daughter?

If she's not the Devil's spawn, then whose is she?

She's mine.

You're her grandma or…?

Your age?

Eight hundred years old.

You want to sacrifice your great-great-great-great-grandchild?

I don't want to.

I have to.

I won't let you do it.

I know.

I'll get Azel, get her ready, and we'll get back on the road.

Come on then.

Azel.

Let's go, okay?

Come on.

Azel?

You…

You killed your own baby?

You killed your newborn baby?

But how could you?

How could you do such a thing?

It was you.

You're the ones who did it.

It was you who let the Devil ruin it.

You let her do that.

You let her deliver my son.

You cursed us.

And my son has been lost to God.

You're a monster.

And you will die in Hell.

Horace.

Horace, let's leave.

Yeah?

Do you see what the lies of your Church lead to?

You can do nothing more for her. But you can still save Perla.

Let's go find her.

Damn you!

Damn you to Hell!

It's not God who you serve, monk!

It's the Devil!

The Devil!

Shame on you!

NÉRO THE ASSASSIN