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When I came to, flower petals were fluttering from my neck.

Oddly enough, I knew my talent had been awakened.

The tradeoff was that all my memories were a blur.

But there was no need to dwell on that.

It was an insignificant detail.

It was not long before I was recruited.

A group calling themselves the "Greats" of history

wanted me to join their fight to help humanity.

I accepted their offer

and was overcome with emotion at becoming one of the Greats.

But what's my purpose?

What's my purpose?

No need to worry.

This world is brimming with conflict.

Neumann deployed me into battlegrounds all around the world.

Just as if I were the real Hiroshi Funasaka.

Fighting on the battlefield left me with no doubts.

I truly was one of the Greats.

If this was considered helpful to humanity,

then it was well worth joining their ranks.

Tread forth.

Pave the way to greatness, to greatness.

Until it feels right.

Strangely, I began to miss my long-forgotten past.

Ah, how boring.

Ah, how boring.

Funasaka-san!

Toya, is it? Best stay out of this.

Dying in ignorance is its own bliss.

Why won't he attack me directly?

There has to be some reason beyond him just wanting to keep

this duel between immortals.

And that's something we can take advantage of!

Funasaka-san! We still stand a chance!

Stand a chance?

You don't need to fight to the death anymore!

To the death?

I know you must have a reason to live, too!

Some goal to achieve!

A reason... to live?

Oh, that's right.

Funasaka-san?

Toya-kun, thank you.

But I'm fine now.

There's no need for you to intervene anymore.

Just sit tight and watch.

I'm truly grateful, Rudel.

At long last, I think I understand what's been eating at me.

I was never one of the Greats.

I never wanted to help humanity.

I only ever wanted to fight.

A fight just like this where we grind each other down to nothing.

Don't feel bad about it. I was the same.

That's exactly why I chose to fight the Forest of the Greats.

Because it guaranteed that I would go toe-to-toe with a Great.

Hungering for the thrill of battle is only natural.

Greats must have conviction and ambition?

Patriotism?

That's bullshit.

Needless to say, the only thing the petals gave us was...

Talent!

Talent

And talent alone doesn't make anyone great.

Most Returners get consumed by the names and talents of the past.

Their actions are fueled by delusion.

In that case, what exactly are we?

Not human, that much is clear.

We've lost everything.

The people we used to be, slit their throats in pursuit of talent

at the cost of their memories and even their names.

We will never know what they wished to accomplish

or whose approval they were seeking.

Ironic how wanting one thing led them to lose everything.

But he's different.

An Incomplete Returner.

Is that why you could not bring yourself to harm Toya-kun?

"Allow those who retain their modern names to pass."

It was an order from Xiang Yu.

And he specifically mentioned Toya by name.

Why would he do that?

Who knows.

But there's one thing I can say.

He's still human and has a future beyond his talent.

Truly enviable, isn't it?

Yes... beyond measure.

I wonder what our previous names were?

Ordinary ones, I'm sure.

What's going on?

Now then, Funasaka.

Isn't being immortal rather tiring at this point?

I couldn't agree more.

Then bring it on!

It's time to finish this!

For ourselves!

Not for anyone else!

There is no better outcome than death for both of us!

Now come at me!

Is Hathcock dead?

Yep.

But he took Hayha down with him. What a sharpshooter.

Nightingale. Is there anything you can do?

No, it's too late.

Are you sad?

Shall I kill whoever's making you sad?

No, I'm happy.

He died at the hands of a truly worthy opponent.

How can you ask for any more?

Anyone home!

Huh?

There's nobody here.

Not even a trace.

Did they all go home already?

No way! I'm gonna take a look!

I'm worried about leaving Musashi all alone.

I, the great Caesar, will accompany her-

No, you won't.

Musashi can handle herself, don't worry.

Ow, that hurt... I'm surprised, Jubei.

Didn't think you'd acknowledge a rival like her.

I never let personal feelings get in the way of judging strength.

Okay then, who's stronger, you or Musashi?

Me, of course.

Musashi's swordsmanship is far too crude.

I love that competitive side of you!

Jubei, how would you like to-

But it's anyone's guess if the duel drags on too long.

Musashi is still incomplete as a Returner.

In other words, she has hidden potential.

Oh, so she remembers her name?

Yes, she hasn't forgotten it.

Apparently, it's Haito.

What a beautiful name.

You think so?

If you ask me, she should just get rid of it already.

Anyway, something feels off.

Putting the lack of enemies aside,

this place is far too exposed to serve as a fort.

Well, maybe that's because it was built to resemble the Colosseum?

I'm sure you've heard of the Roman Colosseum before.

Yes, I've heard the name.

But I still don't get why they would model their fort after an arena from the West.

It doesn't make any sense.

Well, that's obvious.

Because it's a great place to do some killing.

Before we start, I want to ask you something.

Hm?

Some are suspicious of Toya-kun being a spy.

According to our intel, Xiang Yu's all-powerful Five Tiger Generals

are among the ranks of the Army of the Sinners, right?

That's right.

Mastermind

Green Death

Fruit of Corruption

The Phoenix

The last of the five is an undercover operative in the Forest of the Greats.

If Toya-kun is not the spy, then who is it?

The hero of Rome, who carved his name into history with both pen and sword.

The most powerful Returner of all the Five Tiger Generals.

Jubei?

Caesar?

The dice were cast long ago.

Huh?

And here I thought being the one doing the betraying would taste sweet.

But it's not all its hyped up to be.

Caesar! You traitor!

What the hell? How'd he fling me all this way?

Quite foolish of you to rush into close quarters with me,

based just on the length of my weapon.

The longsword was standard for knights of the Crusades

all the way up to the Hundred Years' War.

Because it's an incredibly versatile weapon!

Half-swording is a stance in which,

by holding the blade, the user can engage in close-quarters combat.

By holding a sword like a staff, one can take stabs at-

So much for that!

Nice counter, but you're down a few ribs now.

Mordschlag, or murder-stroke,

is a technique in which one uses their sword as a bludgeon.

Nothing like that in Japanese swordsmanship, now is there?

There are still countless ways that I can attack with this longsword.

But it's not the only weapon from the West.

Gaius J. Caesar

Talent:

The Hero's Testament

The overwhelming power of the Zweihänder!

The unmatched speed of the Swept Hilt Rapier!

And then, the unblockable Shotel!

Damn you!

The destructive Swordbreaker dagger!

And finally, the lethality of the Executioner's Sword!

Behold the might of The Hero's Testament, talent of the great Caesar.

It allows me to wield any weapon to its fullest potential.

In truth, my main talent is a strategic one for leading armies to victory.

This is more of a sub-talent.

It's only your sub-talent?

With such a powerful talent, why would you betray us?!

Simply because I've never been on your side.

Even prior to the formation of the Forest of the Greats, I mean.

Musashi, you wanted to fight strong opponents, right?

How 'bout you show a little more excitement, eh?

You get to fight the great and heroic Caesar!

Now that's a once-in-a-lifetime opportu-

Now that's a once-in-a-lifetime opportu-

Hey.

Get your dirty hands off her.

Hm, she's started to change.

But what's triggering it?

Is it because of this predicament? Her torrent of emotions?

Or a combination of both?

Sorry, Xiang Yu. But I'm going to see for myself...

what an Incomplete Returner can do.

Hey, hey! Over here, idiot!

Big lummox!

Y-yeah, dummy!

Whoa!

Bleh!

Spatial Translocation.

It's nearly impossible to catch them when running is their whole strategy, huh?

And they're staying just outside of our corruption range.

Eureka!

The range of his Fruit of Corruption is limited to a radius of six meters.

And it takes him over a second before he can reactivate it.

On the other hand, my Fruit of Gravity covers a radius of four meters,

meaning an instant death range of two meters.

Although we are at a disadvantage, we still stand a chance.

What a loser!

You couldn't hit the broadside of a barn!

Guess the dictators of history aren't all they're cracked up to be!

Umm...

Yeah, you're stupid!

Let's make fun of them.

How is that supposed to help us out of this mess?

Hitler seems too smart for us to outwit.

But Polt, on the other hand, seems more the instinctual type.

My plan is to infuriate him with taunting.

The key to our victory is in disrupting their teamwork.

Do you really think something so childish will work?

We gotta try everything we can think of.

If we keep on running, one just may hit the mark.

Whoa!

Polt! Wait for my signal!

I can't believe it's working.

He's ignoring Hitler's orders.

He's ignoring Hitler's orders.

Over here!

Polt!

He's far enough.

This is our chance!

We'll sidestep his corruption at the last second,

then finish him off before he can attack again!

They fell for it!

Newton!

Newton!

Stay back!

Stay back!

Impressive, you managed to escape instant death

by bending space with your gravitational field.

You got me.

You acted like a loose cannon

and limited the range of your corruption intentionally.

It was all just an elaborate trap, huh?

Yes.

At full power, his talent can cover a radius of 50 meters.

Your failure to read the situation from the first move

means you never stood a chance.

So you were just toying with us from the beginning.

Newton!

I'm sorry. It's all my fault.

Take care of Neumann and the others for me.

Hey, now.

Is that such a wise decision for one of the Greats?

Save it.

Ein, what are you doing?!

Be quiet.

It's no use!

Shut up!

If you die here, you'll never get your revenge.

He was important to you, right?

Obviously.

You think I don't know that?

Let's call it a draw.

A what?

You heard me. A draw.

It would seem that Polt has decided to let you live.

And I don't have the means to kill either of you, even if I wanted to.

Meanwhile, you two have lost your ability to fight.

It's the definition of a draw.

Who do you think you are! Is this your idea of showing mer-

You sure about that?

If you let us go, we'll just keep coming to attack you again.

We have to put a stop t-

Not necessary.

This battle will end with our complete annihilation

This battle will end with our complete annihilation.

That was our intention before the fight even began.

Huh?

However, it's irritating to just let everything go according to your plans.

That's why we wanted to take as many of you down with us as possible.

But you two don't have blind faith in your talents.

You instead resort to trickery and running away.

It's obvious enough from how you act

that you didn't come here with the intent of fighting.

Not to mention, your human-like inclination to protect one another.

The only ones we're out to kill are those consumed by the petals,

deluded into thinking themselves as "Great."

Not humans.

I hope you'll continue to treasure your human side.

So we won't regret sparing your lives.

One last thing.

If I were to give you some advice, don't trust everything Neumann says.

Good luck.

Jeez.

They called it a "draw," but I feel like a complete loser.

Yeah, true that.

Neumann!

You're okay.

You had me worried.

Nightingale, get them treated.

Yes, ma'am!

How'd everything go here?

The Wright Brothers and Hayha were killed.

As a result, we were unable to keep tabs on the others.

Which is why I'm so relieved that you two are safe.

We're the only members of the forest assault team who survived.

Everybody else was killed by Hitler and Polt, two of the Five Tiger Generals.

I see.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Neumann.

You knew Hitler personally, don't you?

Why do you ask?

He seemed to know you, Neumann.

And not indirectly, either.

They were rather sensible. We even reached a mutual understanding with them.

What are you trying to say?

Well, it raises some questions.

Are Xiang Yu and his Army of the Sinners

really the group of villains you say they are?

You're letting the enemy brainwash you.

No, that's not it.

We're just considering the possibilities.

If causing chaos on a global-scale was really their goal,

it would be easy with their superior numbers.

All they needed to do was divide their forces across the world and run rampant.

Which makes it strange they brought their entire army to this uninhabited land

and waited for us with no plan.

Well, that's because Xiang Yu-

He didn't show.

If he'd used his talent, I would've known.

If he simply wanted to battle head-on,

why wouldn't he be leading from the front lines?

This is what we're thinking.

At the very least, the Sinner army is not an organization simply out to create chaos.

They must've had an ulterior motive for this battle.

Or perhaps, someone forced them into this war.

I was enraged when I found out that Xiang Yu was still alive.

But thinking back on it, a lot of things don't add up.

Ta-dah!

Ta-dah!

So, spill it.

So, spill it.

What's really going on?

What is your goal here?

We'll force it out of you if we have to.

I see.

So you're threatening me.

You're already within Newton's gravitational field.

Just tell us already.

Twisting someone's arm to get them to speak isn't very civil.

Right, Newton?

Neumann's right.

Huh?

We're all friends here!

We shouldn't be doubting one another.

Wait, what?

We can wait until the battle is over to discuss this in more detail.

Newton, what's gotten into you?

This isn't the plan.

Ein, your injuries must hurt.

Have Nightingale check you out.

What did you do to Newton?!

Nightingale!

Neumann!

Oh, c'mon. No need to be shy.

Newton, get a hold of yourself!

Ugh, what a pain in the ass.

You're like a brat afraid of needles.

Since you want to play hardball, how 'bout I rip off a limb or two?

You'll make a full recovery after treatment anyway.

Newton...

What a duel!

You've outdone yourself!

Toya, my boy.

You'll find a maze of poisonous plants on the other side of this fort,

but just go straight.

Xiang Yu awaits you in the Tyrant's castle.

Funasaka-san!

Are you okay?

Barely.

It was a magical time.

I was finally able to fight on my own accord.

Not for any ideal, or cause, or even victory.

Just fighting out of pure instinct.

Truly magical.

Funasaka-san, let's hurry back to base.

We have to get you treated or-

This is the end of the line for me.

You had better get going.

Please take my talent with you.

My immortality will undoubtedly be of great use to you.

What are you suggesting?

You wanted my immortality for yourself, right?

That was before...

before we became friends!

I still have so much that I wanted to ask you.

That naivety is exactly why I want to entrust it to you.

Time is short.

He's not regenerating, he's falling apart.

Do this for me, friend. It's the one and only favor I ask.

Will you please take it?

But I must say, needing multiple Returner talents just to surpass your brother?

He must have been...

Never mind, I'm sure you're already well aware.

Good luck. I pray for your success.

Farewell.

Yes, farewell.

Farewell

Farewell.

Hearkening soul.

Episode 5

Farewell, Hearkening Soul

I'd better get going.

A graveyard?

The castle is surrounded by graves.

A lot of them.

Why make so many?

There are names of Greats as well?

What for?

Hiroshi Funasaka

No!

Stop!

Don't think about it!

Focus on moving forward.

Just remember all the humiliation I used to face.

Even your yawns are cute, D'armont.

The boredom must be settling in.

We lost our front row seat after Hitler died, after all.

Can't see anything now...

We have no idea when the guy Xiang is waiting for will show up.

So it would seem.

But according to my prophecy-

Enough with your prophecies.

Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.

Welcome to my abode, Toya Senji.

Seiya

Episode 6

"Seiya."