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I was starting to wonder if you'd arrive before I got old.

Hold on a minute. You're Otto's helper.

It sounds like we're equals if you call me that. Try attendant.

Now you're talking like you're his. Which is familiar.

I received orders from Master Roswell to help you.

But seeking out the assistance of Otto

to try and meet that end was my own decision.

So he measured up to your standards.

I knew I needed to find someone,

anyone, fast, or you would die in vain.

Hate to admit it, but you're right. Don't talk like that.

For a person who's been confined, you seem awfully composed, huh? No.

I did just have a good laugh. Right, Otto?

We're leaving here. As long as Miss Amelia is attempting the trial.

Garfield will remain in the graveyard and

while he's distracted, will escape. No.

That'll have to wait till later. Seriously,

I'm not saying we won't go, but I've

got a golden opportunity right now. What is it.

You're planning to do? The same thing

I was trying to do three days ago before I was interrupted.

Look, Roswell, I won't let you hide anything from me this time.

Reunited after just three days. It doesn't

exactly feel like a miraculous return, does it?

No more jokes. The last thing I want

to do now is stand here and play

these annoying little games with you.

So rom let you in? Yes. Well,

after ordering her to help you, I suppose that would make sense.

Yeah, which is why she did it so easily this time.

I've put the idea of running away on hold for the moment. Oh.

I want to ask you something. Assuming

that my leaving the sanctuary is a given.

By all means. If I have the answer, I won't even hesitate.

As far as I know, this is something

only you would be able to tell me.

So my question is, is Beatrice a member of the witches cult?

No, no. What makes you suspect she

would be involved in such a thing?

I saw her in the library and she was holding a gospel.

If I'm right about this. And she is a witch cultist.

And that would make her an enemy

to us all. Or at least to me.

Those are strong words. Words that took true resolve to say. However,

even if you speak them with that

pained expression, they're not very convincing.

The idea that the two of you would

ever become enemies is a truly awful one.

Thus, I feel I should offer you a helping hand.

You want to help me? That sounds

like one of the shadiest things I've ever heard.

Something that resembles a gospel rather closely is indeed in her possession.

So I can see how you thought it might be one.

But you have my word that she is not a witch cultist.

Are you sure? Well, her book isn't a gospel.

It is somewhat unique. That magical text tells the true future,

and only two copies exist in the whole world.

In fact, it's the closest thing there

is to the Tome of Wisdom.

So what you're saying is that. Now hold on a second.

She definitely told me that book was a gospel.

Everything I do is in accordance with the Gospels guidance, I suppose.

That's because it lacks an official name.

Hence it shares the same one as the defective version's defective.

Well, just as long as she's not

really a witch cultist, then it's all right.

But now, what I want to know is,

how am I ever going to convince her to help me?

Tell her. Roswell said to ask the question.

If you relay that exact instruction to Beatrice, she should respond.

That sounds just like the Colonel. And say

Roswell said to ask the question.

Ah, I see. It appears that these words

are insufficient for you, aren't they?

Hang on. I don't know what you're talking about.

Well, in that case, tell her this.

I am that person, and that should do the trick.

What's that supposed to mean? Get Beatrice

to ask the question, then answer it affirmatively.

If you do that, she will without a doubt,

stand by your side as an ally.

But how can you be so sure that it'll actually work?

Because it's there in the contract that you

hold so dearly and is powerless to override.

And you're certain about this?

All right,

but if this doesn't work, you're getting a punch in the face.

And that I can promise you. Understand?

Oh, very well then. Do as you please.

Once you've joined forces with Beatrice, I can

assure you she'll be a great help

in solving all the problems concerning the sanctuary.

Hey, Roswell, I've got one last question for you.

What would that be? Tell me the truth.

You're not actually our enemy now, are you?

No, of course not. Rest assured, I am an ally to you.

Did you get any answers? Quite a few.

I think all the pieces fit together now. What's the plan?

A carriage might draw attention. So you

and I will need to ride out

of here together. Is that all right?

Yeah. You'd be in danger if you stayed around,

too, so that would wait. Hang on a second.

Once we're out of the sanctuary, our first stop is the mansion.

And we can't just leave Frederica there to fend for herself.

But two of us wouldn't be much help.

In a fight. I'd have to agree.

Let me guess, then you're hoping that I'll go with you, right?

Well, it does seem like the best way for us.

I mean, I'd feel a lot better.

I suppose I must. Sure you don't mind?

Master Rothwell gave me an order to assist

you, so this definitely qualifies. But.

How will this work? There's just one

crowned dragon in three of us. Uh.

Even if the two of you only amount to half a man,

you each take up a whole man's space.

I don't think we'll all fit on a single dragon.

Was the half a man comment necessary?

Having a cozy little chat out in the woods?

Well, since I'm here, why not let me in on the fun? Huh?

Like they always say, the brighter it shines,

the farther away the madrasa goes, you know. Don't you ever try.

To oversee right now? Why are you wasting time hanging around here?

You keep your mouth shut. My job is to protect this place.

So if it's being threatened, I got all the time in the world.

As long as you're out here, you'll

never escape the eyes of the sanctuary.

What are you talking about? Let's just

say your little plans were leaked.

So what do you think you're heading off to? Well. Speak up.

We're taking you outside the sanctuary. He'll

only cause you trouble if he stays here,

so it's best for everyone. It all works out perfectly.

Think you know what's going on in my head, huh? Damn.

Ain't nothing lovable about you at all.

That is what I like about you, though.

In that case, is it safe to assume

you're going to agree to let us go? Are you kidding.

Me? Listen up, you blabbering idiot! I know

damn well it'll be a pain in my ass to keep you out here.

Which means O'shane was born on sunset.

Seriously, I don't understand those expressions of yours

at all. But just as long as.

What's up with you guys all of a sudden?

Given your lack of education, it's no wonder you didn't understand him.

Oh, Cian was born on sunset. It's

a saying based on the tale of how

the legendary trader Hoshin brought the small nation of Banon to ruin.

It gives your rival two options. Surrender

or face an all out attack.

Sounds like I was better off not knowing that. Garf.

Are you so dumb that you didn't comprehend what I said?

You may be hot, Ron, but I am getting

pretty tired of your mouth. Watch it.

Just cause I'm crushing on you don't

mean I won't twist your little arm off.

Now take him back to where he was.

You really don't want me to leave, do you?

Like she said, keeping me around is bad news.

So if you can let me go

without any trouble, why wouldn't you?

I don't know what the hell you are.

And that means I can't let you outside of this place.

And that's all there is to it. I hate to hear you say that,

as your decision may greatly upset Master Roswaal.

Because to my dear Master Barriss

is simply a useless employee and easily discarded.

Thanks a bunch, I appreciate it. Why

would it bother me if Roswaal was upset?

How much do you think he cares about this place?

Or about the old hag or anybody else?

Huh? He doesn't give a damn. Not even about you.

ROM master Roswaal is. Shut up, shut up, shut up!

I don't give a shit about that smug bastard.

I'm done arguing about this, so.

Hand him over now. I'll tie him up.

Damn you, small fry. We're not.

You can't afford to let yourself get distracted, Garth.

Just get the hell. Out of my way. Right.

Hang on a minute. Otto. What's happening? You would have been in.

Big trouble if we'd stayed there any longer.

Ram and I made this decision together.

Uh, hey, what are you doing now?

Something that I was really hoping I'd never have to resort to.

It would have been better if this wasn't necessary.

No. Can't be.

Are those the people of Harlem?

What did I tell you? I have some very reliable helpers.

I figured you only meant Ron. Be careful and stay safe.

Subaru. Over this way. The path is clear.

Otto, take good care of him for us.

But why are they all doing something so crazy?

You're the last person who should be asking a question like that.

Just keep going straight and you'll find the barrier.

What about you guys? We'll hold them off.

We can buy enough time for you to escape. No problem.

We've Garfield.

Please don't hurt them. I'll do as you say,

so please don't harm anyone else.

You idiot! Get away from him!

Look at her face. Are.

If you know what's good for you,

you'll stay away from Subaru. You evil monster! Oh!

Killing them. No one needs to die but me.

That's enough. Leave me. Patricia. Ha ha ha ha!

What the. Why am I here?

It's morning. Damn it! How long have I been asleep?

Uh.

Huh?

What's going on?

Just.

No, I've got to keep moving.

I have to get them back. Whatever it takes.

I don't get it. Where is everybody?

Rapid. How is this the only living thing

I've seen?

Are.

I.

I.

Good luck.

Y.

Y y y y y y y.

The case once again.

It's quite rare for someone to attend

one of my tea parties a second time. You should be proud.

I'm feeling so calm and relaxed. This

is creepy. What is happening to me?

It's due to the tea you drank last time.

The contents therein had a direct impact on your sloth.

Which factor? Encouraging stability. If not for that,

your soul itself would have crumbled to pieces.

Now I'm all ears and ready to accept your words of gratitude.

Then can I assume that this will keep

on working even after I'm back outside?

Well, we are talking about your mental state, right?

As long as you remember what happened

here, you should be absolutely fine.

Still waiting for a thank you.

Tell me, is there any way that you know

of to try and overwrite the vowel? Hmm.

You know, the one that makes me forget

all about you the minute I step outside.

Because as long as it stands, my soul

is still likely to fall apart.

I suppose that's true, but I. On top of that,

my soul isn't the only problem here.

I still want to be able to remember you regardless.

And if that comes at a price, fine.

I'll pay whatever you want. In return,

I want assurance you won't hide yourself in my memories.

Uh, sure. Huh? Really? Thanks a lot.

And no changing your mind, all right? No, of course not.

I wouldn't ever do something so shameless.

No, I will say, I think it's

a bit unfair to even presume that.

Gulping down my body fluids again. Are you?

I forgot. I'll ask you once. More.

Where's the gratitude? I'm waiting patiently, but I don't

think I've heard it yet. Whatever.

Thanks for making me this nasty bodily fluids. Tea, you witch!

I'm afraid that only wounded my maidenly heart.

Anything else? Something on your mind?

Quit playing around. Exactly how much have

you found out about me anyway?

If that's your query, I know only what I know.

If you're asking what I want to know,

the answer is everything in this world.

There's no way you aren't feeling strange about all of this.

I have to assume for you, this

is happening right after your last tea party with me, isn't it?

So if you don't think this is strange,

then that means. That means what?

It means you're not thrown by any

of this because you know how it happened.

Well, test me then.

You might not

even have enough time to regret saying those words.

If that proves to be true, can

I expect you to break down physically

and emotionally and cry over my corpse?

Echidna I.

I've been returning by death.

You know. It feels a bit embarrassing

to have you staring at me like that. Well.

When I. When I die, I go back in time and restart the world.

And it's happened a lot. I call it return by death.

I heard you, and before I heard you, I saw you.

I die. And I come back. Returned by death. Returned by.

Death. Returned by death. Take it easy.

Look, I understand how you feel, but there's no need to.

It's true. I've been returning by death.

I've died and started again over and over.

Got it? I returned by death. I get.

It, I said, just listen to me for a minute. I.

Returned my death. Starting again. Over and over.

I.

All this time.

Ever since I came to this world,

I've never, ever been able to say

it to anyone over and over alone.

I love this old time I are.

I know.

I know every single step you've taken on your path here.

I was watching you.

But watching is all I was doing.

So if you don't mind. I'd like you to tell me.

What you've been thinking and how you felt,

the good and bad, how much weight you've carried to.

I want to know everything. That's what truly drives me.

Omniscience is what I desire most.

After all, I am the witch of greed, a kidnap.