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Tsushima. Are you feeling okay? I believe I have explained this before.

Yong su, our bodies are in a constant state of depletion.

The same way that the energy of a spirits is.

I know there are three of you ryosuke's that always take turns,

but since you were removed from the

rotation, there hasn't been a replacement.

I am unsure if I will be able

to make myself last until Miss Amelia returns.

So I will go ahead and say what must be said.

Now hold on, you don't have to push yourself like that.

The healthy old hag right here can step this way.

Too confusing. Just called them old she and old Ryu.

Besides, I understand what you're saying, but

in this case, it wouldn't work.

Shima is the only one who can tell us this.

Yes, that is correct. Only I, the one

who has entered the graveyard and attempted the trial,

can truly speak of it. Huh? The tale you are about to hear

now concerns the memories of Ryuzu Mayer,

the ancestor we copies are derived from.

It involves events that happened many years ago,

a long time before this place became known as the sanctuary.

At the beginning of this unknown memory,

there was a young girl with a lovely face.

With porcelain skin as white as the

snow and very pale blue eyes.

Huh? What is it, I suppose? You can

look at me that way to your heart's content.

But I'm not giving you anything.

Uh.

Huh? Still silent, are we? What a boring,

cowardly girl you are, I suppose.

Beatrice. Why the negative attitude? Miss echidna.

What's gotten into you? Did I teach you to behave that way?

I don't know what you're going on about,

mother, because I haven't done anything at

all. It's just this girl was.

Now I see. Well, then why don't

we listen to what she has to say

for herself? What? Um. Well. Oh, yeah.

I'm sorry about this. I saw her standing

there looking so elegant and wistful, and I was captivated.

Now. Is that so interesting? Well, Beatrice,

you did hear a yuzu, did you not? Yeah.

I'm referring to you as childish wouldn't

be accurate since you are a child,

but you've yet to learn tolerance.

While there's no question that you're rather special,

you don't have the right to look down on others.

I'm sorry to have startled you. This is Beatrice.

I suppose you could say she's like a daughter to me.

I'm not just like a daughter to you.

I am your daughter, I suppose.

Yes. Well, there you have it. I believe from this point forward,

she'll be accompanying me here quite often.

Please do be kind to her.

Yes, of course you can count on me, Mr. Kitna.

I don't need her. If it's all the same to you,

I'm perfectly fine on my own.

And that was it. That is how the two girls met.

Afterwards, the witch and her daughter visited the settlements occasionally,

just as she said they would.

Why are you just standing there, I suppose.

I see that you've remained your usual dull self.

Miss Beatrice, mother's busy having a discussion inside.

She'll be back when she finishes, so hurry

up and put that irritating laundry in the basket, I suppose.

Of course.

Excuse me.

Um, Miss Beatrice.

Don't mind me. It's nothing. I'm just killing time, I suppose. Ah.

Miss Beatrice. Uh, um, I was just curious, if you don't mind.

I was wondering if you would help me fold the laundry.

Huh? Huh? Huh?

If it's too much for you to handle alone, then fine.

I guess I have no choice but to lend a hand with the folding.

Huh? I won't say it again, I suppose.

Well, get going then. Let's go. I suppose. Mm hmm.

Um, if it be all right. As long as you're helping me, would

you carry a little bit of it?

Okay, listen, I'm feeling generous, but don't go pushing your luck.

Just as much, I suppose. So during the moments

when the witch had her own business to attend to,

the young girl would find herself spending

more and more of her time with Resumir.

You there? Pardon me. I do believe Miss Echidna is here somewhere.

Have you seen her? What?

Mr. Mathers.

My family name. I'm not fond of being addressed that way.

So with that in mind, would you call me Roswell instead?

Hang on a minute. Are you saying

Beatrice was in the sanctuary and Roswell too?

More accurately, the master Roswell of several generations ago.

But from the sound of it, Miss

Beatrice hasn't changed that much at all.

Yeah, yeah. Look, I'm more interested in the witch.

I mean, sure, I know this is the facility

where she was doing her experiments and everything,

but other than that, I've never really

heard her story before. What, you.

Didn't run into her even once when

you were going through the trials?

The only reason I went in was to settle a score.

She didn't cross my path. When you

put it like that, it sounds like maybe.

So. Can I assume you have met the witch of greed? Barocio.

Yeah. Huh? To one who is not alive during that time.

I do understand the dilemma, as the witch

may indeed seem quite out of reach.

Of course, even my own memories are actually those of another.

Therefore I do not know her personally myself.

Seen one who looks identical to me,

saying that makes me feel as if I have gone mad.

How frightening it is now official things

are getting pretty surreal around here.

Miss Beatrice continues to be an exceedingly

common presence in the memories of Ryuzu Mere.

Those two had quite an interesting and heartwarming friendship.

Go ahead and finish up the story.

This place seems so peaceful on the

surface. So what happened here exactly?

Eventually it collapsed. It was then that the true

reason for the sanctuary's existence came along and made itself known. Wait.

The true reason for the sanctuary's existence?

Uh.

I'm the sin. Archbishop of the witches cult representing greed. Regulus. Cornelius.

Sin. Archbishop of the witch's cult. What are you.

Doing out here? I've already been given

the assurance that nobody could ever get

involved with this forest except me.

Assurance, huh? Well, I think you completely

fabricated that rule and simply offered it to yourself.

And now you're trying to force other

people to go along with this foolish notion.

I must admit, that's pretty cocky for a worthless spirit.

If you truly dislike the rule, then

my suggestion would be that you talk it over with the church.

I ask again, why are you here? Why?

It was something I ordered him to do.

Do you have some sort of issue with that command, Bishop Romanée-conti?

Wait, no. What is that woman doing here?

I want you to answer me. What is the meaning of this?

Huh? Take it easy. This was entirely her choice.

Why are you blaming everything on me anyway?

You got something against me or what?

Easy, Bishop Cornelius, it would appear that he's rather confused.

Do try not to be so critical of him.

Now bring the key and seal to me so the witch's

cult can fulfill its long cherished desire.

Damn you, Pandora!

What's this? Enjoy being. Skewered.

Apologize to my brother and his wife. Now be gone forever.

Hey, come on, you weren't even aiming anywhere near me.

But you used a crazy wide burst

attack that you knew would hit me too.

I take such a careless affront personally.

That's the same as trampling on my life,

on my existence, on my authority, on

my humanity itself, now isn't it?

Miss Fortuna. Please take Miss Amelia and leave this place.

Don't worry, dear. It's all right. Have no fear.

I wouldn't remain here if I didn't have a plan.

Okay, I'll do it, but I'm coming

back to help you. I swear it.

Keeping the trial in mind, I presume

you'll be following yourself, right? Or will you?

Hey, that was pretty admirable of you.

A shame, though, no one gave you

permission to let them get away.

I consider you acting out on your own.

A direct violation of my actions and authority.

I don't need your permission. And even

if it means risking my life, I will never allow the two of

you to get past this point.

Oh, wait, you're not actually planning on.

I must confess, I don't have the knowledge to adapt to this.

For that reason, I've merely held it

since I was entrusted with it.

But this moment is what it was meant for.

Well, then, Bishop Betelgeuse. Romanee-conti.

Have a good journey.

Forgive me. Master Flugel. But it must be done.

What an idiot. Why are.

Magnificent.

Bishop Regulus Cornelius. Yes. Prepare yourself.

Whoa!

I told you, you wish. What you're witnessing now is hope.

A great debt. An unforgettable one. To the people

who made me what I am.

I won't back down. So if I'm worthy. Of spitting up blood.

After such a transformation, I have to ask,

what do you see with those crimson eyes? Bishop Romanee-conti?

Love itself. You will go no further.

You will not pursue them. I swear

you won't get past me. Never.

Happening.

A splendid show of your determination, Bishop Betelgeuse. Romanee-conti.

And in the name of the witch of Vanity,

for your resolve and steadfast force of will,

I grant you the title of sloth.

Do you really think I would want such a title?

There's only one thing I desire right now.

Peace for that mother and her child

for the rest of their lives. Ah, yes. Love. How wonderful.

Keep that word from your mouth. Your

lies are a warmth that shouldn't come to pass. Face me.

What is with you? This is far beyond even my comprehension.

I showed up, I'm standing here, and then

you're just going to ignore me?

What are you thinking? How did.

Regulus. Cornelius, you're really. Pissing me off.

There's no way you should be chosen by the witch factor,

but you're holding on to it with no

regard for the payment it requires.

I don't care what you say. Now stay away from them.

A repetition draw. While everyone here is locked in a stalemate,

something of great significance should be happening with the other two.

Look at everything Deuce is putting himself through.

Are you actually suggesting that we leave?

It seems quite debatable whether or not

sheer force of will could have had

an effect on the outcome. And what's the harm.

In just standing here watching? I want to find out what. Are.

Looks like even with. Your insufficient brain,

you've realized which of these scenarios is the wiser choice.

All right, time for a change of location.

We're moving to where you and your mother fled.

Don't. Please, Amelia. I'll be right back. So just.

You have the same look on your face that you.

Amelia. Please don't cry.

Why didn't I. Feel I said?

Mother. Fortuna. She. She was my real mother.

Father. For I love you. Miss Fortuna.

Tell me, are the villagers safe? Archie.

The news isn't good. Our people are trying to stand their ground,

but they're all fighting Bishop Cornelius's men.

If we stay in the forest, they'll find us for sure.

It seems they've come here to take the seal.

That's it. Right? How did they find out about it?

Even that woman was. Fine, then I'll be right there.

I beg you, let the rest of us fight.

You need to take Amelia and leave the forest immediately.

And what would happen if I were to go now?

If they managed to get their hands on the seal,

then the world will come to an end this time. Oh!

I'm so sorry. Sorry you went through all

this? Just trying to protect us.

Please don't say that. Who would show

such disdain for a family member? Do forgive me.

Listen, I need to go back for a bit.

I have an important duty to fulfil

by protecting the people of the forest.

And that means I'll need to leave you for a little while.

All right? Oh, please. You can't.

I don't want you to. Please don't go, Amelia.

Now, do as I say. I want

you to leave this forest with Archie. Understand?

Miss Fortuna, I. There must be a Archie.

It's a bit early, but I'm entrusting

you with the mission of the forest dwellers.

Please take Amelia away from here. This

world isn't easy to live in,

but I know there's hope. I'm sure of it.

But I can't do that. I must

stay with everyone until take Amelia.

I beg you. She's the daughter of my brother and his wife.

But she's my daughter as well.

It's not fair when you put it that way.

You know it's impossible for me to refuse you.

I apologize. We're unfair. But please forgive us. Amelia.

Oh, you're not leaving me behind.

Come now. You'll never be alone. Listen,

sweetheart, I will always be right here with you.

And the memories that come forth. Each time

you close your eyes and picture me.

In dreams where you hug yourself and feel warm.

In the echoes you hear when you shout into the sky.

I'll be with you every step of the way.

Forever and ever, my little one.

Amelia, I promise you.

No matter what, you and I will always be together.

That's the oath I'm making to you right here and now.

You really mean it? You'll stay with me forever.

Yes, really. It's a solemn vow. I love you more than anyone.

You hear me? You mean the world to me,

Leah. The whole world to me.

I love you so much, mother. So very much.

Very much. I love you. Leah.

My precious girl.

I love you, Amelia.

Bye. Why did everything turn out this way?

Because they broke my promise and left my room.

No, none of this is your fault at all.

No one is to blame for this.

That's true. Force. Could it be better

if I'd stay locked up in my room

forever? Maybe then no one would.

And we couldn't stay together. You're wrong. Amelia.

I. Isn't that why everybody hates me? And why just at the.

No, nothing could be further from the truth.

No one hates you. We love you.

And we're trying desperately to keep you safe.

Everything in this world exists to bless you.

The black serpent, that deceased plague bearing mob beast.

Full of humor. Hearty. It's nothing but a scratch. I'm okay. Really.

Everything is all right.

Listen, Amelia. Over there.

Do you see those white flowers right between the two trees?

Uh, could you head toward those flowers for me?

I'd like you to run through them and then just keep going.

Okay. I'll run. I can. Uh, but no, don't worry. I'll be fine.

And you will never be alone, Archie.

Now start running. Don't look back no matter what you hear.

Yes. That's right. Keep on running. Just

like the way we're always running after you.

Face me. You think I. Plan on

letting you go? Don't worry. Fortuna.

I know your daughter will be just fine.

Even after all of that. You persistent.

Look, why don't you just admit that it's

hopeless and give up? Ah ah ah ah.

In the end, while you do have your resolve,

your determination and all that, it isn't

enough to make up for your overall weakness.

Believe me, I'm not doing this because I'm a sadist or anything.

It only looks like I'm tormenting you because you're so painfully feeble.

Take a moment to reflect and don't criticize him too harshly.

Bishop Cornelius, you're more special and perfect

than anyone, which makes you wonderful.

Those who stand against us are also wonderful in their imperfection.

You just keep on giving me more and more work to do,

you incompetent fool! Enough! Out!

Just hang on. Miss Fortuna is is Miss Amelia. I sent

her out of the forest with Archie because of you. She's safe.

Thank goodness. It's such a relief to hear.

And why is that? There's nothing good about it.

Who the hell. Do you think you are, huh?

Coming back here like that, I had

won our battle and was about to crush

his head under my foot. Me?

What gives you the right? Who gave you permission? Now speak up.

Answer me. Answer me, answer. Me, answer me! How dare you come.

Here and. Bishop Cornelius! Huh? What was that, Miss Pandora?

Relax. Calm your anger. I will not

allow you to simply lash out and kill them.

Here. Tell me, do you feel nothing when you see those two?

Did you just order me to relax and calm my anger?

Don't get cocky with that snide grin. And unassuming attitude. Woman.

That's what you get when you mouth off to me.

Don't get in my way. Don't interrupt when I'm talking either.

Misfortune. Please. You need to run away and get out of.

Don't be so foolish. I left Emilia

to come back here and fight.

But why would you? To try and keep you from dying.

And so that if you did die, I'd be right here at your side.

If you were no longer in this world,

if you stopped coming to this forest,

then what would I have to wait around for?

I couldn't endure such a long time without you beside me.

I suppose I'm weak that way.

You're not weak. Don't ever say that.

No, I am. Truth is, I was

only acting tough in front of you and Amelia.

You want to ignore me, take a moment to talk to each other.

Then just stand up and face me whenever you're ready.

Fine. I'll crush the both of you

into nothing but a shallow pool of blood, bones and tears.

Bishop Cornelius. In fact, I was quite clear.

Through my compassion and grace, I'll forgive

your violent actions in rash hysterics.

Honestly, my goal in bringing you here has already been fulfilled.

So consider yourself free to leave now.

You brought me here, but now you're satisfied.

So you're telling me to go? What

kind of idiot do you think I am, you little?

I see, well, I'll take it upon myself then.

I believe Bishop Cornelius shouldn't be with us any longer.

He'll be in his own mansion, surrounded by his wives. What?

There. I've sent that noisy young man far away from us,

and now we'll be able to talk much more leisurely. Uh.

Could I start by asking you a question?

You were blown to pieces and died earlier.

So how are you still here?

Sorry. Perhaps from duress. Your eyes have deceived you.

Now that Bishop Cornelius is gone, the results

of his actions are gone too.

Why not take a look for yourself?

Impossible. But I won't rewrite your being

overtaken by the sloth witch factor.

Whatever happens, I wish to commend you

on your behavior and the behavior of this

woman who came back for you.

Miss Fortuna, let's get moving. You and I will defeat her together.

We have to do everything we possibly can for Miss Amelia.

Freeze the fluctuation of time to white

demon eyes of antiquity. Bringing eternal sleep to the soul.

Come forth for my mission, for my life,

for the entirety of my love. Here and now.

For this very moment. Now come in. Embrace me.

Hold me close so I can feel it.

Feel the full extent of your resolve.

Really fortunate. Yes, I see, I have to.

I have to do something to. Help bring the key and seal to me.

The seal.

If that's what you want. Fine. I'll just give it to you.

It's where that thing is. But, uh.

More.

So you could.

Hold on. Honey. Are you showing me?

Saying it's that way.

Welcome, child.

I've been waiting for you. Herm.