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So, I heard this story about a grey wolf in the botanical gardens of the library.

A grey wolf?

Don't you mean the Golden Fairy?

That's old hat.

It seems there's an intelligent wolf who can speak like a human.

They say he likes shiny things.

The grey wolf I know prefers strange things.

Now Kujou! We shall search for shiny things to lure the Grey Wolf out of hiding!

Avril has already gotten used to this school and this town.

Before I knew it, she knew all kinds of secrets about the school,

and she already has more friends than me.

But I'm the only one who knows Victorica.

Huh? I wonder what's going on.

Look.

Episode 6

The Grey Wolf Calls for its Mates

Well, that was lame. Let's go.

Wait up, Avril.

My textbooks!

Incredible...

What about my textbooks?

Kujou?

Just a second!

What's with that hat?

It's a long story.

Avril.

Could I borrow your textbook later?

You there! Come over and have a look.

Don't be scared.

Something smells like alcohol.

What a beautiful plate!

This Dresden porcelain was donated by the wife of a believer.

It's said to have a long history.

It looks really expensive.

How about this?

A music box?

More pigeons?

Victorica! Victorica!

Geez, Victorica...

Look at this mess.

You're hopeless.

You should clean this place up yourself.

Is this a hat?

It's got a weird shape.

I brought that back for yo—

I'm tired of it.

Hats are meant to be worn; it's not a toy.

Don't throw it away before you've worn it.

Oh, that's right.

At the market where I got this hat from, there was a rather unusual case of theft.

Unusual?

And when we thought that the music box was broken, suddenly pigeons appeared.

It's like I'm some sort of pigeon magnet.

But more importantly, that plate!

During the commotion, the Dresden porcelain vanished.

What a simple fragment.

You can barely even call it chaos.

Really?

I could die from the boredom. That's how dull it is.

Why don't you try on the hat, then?

Hello there, Baby Squirrel.

Is your hair nice as ever?

Cordelia Gallo?

What the hell are you doing here?!

Cordelia?

You're mistaken. It's me.

What? How misleading.

Who's Cordelia Gallo?

I assume you've come to talk about the same incident, Glaviel.

The culprit who stole the plate can be none other than the nun.

Kujou. This is the conclusion I've reached given what you've told me.

The music box was set to explode when someone picked it up.

In order to divert the attention of passersby, she then released pigeons from under her skirt.

Her skirt?

The supposedly virtuous and celibate nun was sitting with her legs spread like a man would.

Presumably to hide the pigeons she was to use.

While everyone was startled and distracted by the pigeons, she hid the plate under her skirt,

then shouted that it was missing.

What a headache.

Oh, nothing.

I think I hear a kookaburra crying somewhere. I'll be off.

What's with him?

Oh, right.

Hey, Victorica. The person you mentioned before... Cordelia, was it?

Geez...

"Hats off to Inspector Blois!"

"The whereabouts of the Dresden plate are still unknown."

That's strange. He usually apprehends the criminals immediately

and gets a nice headline praising his efforts.

What's this article?

"A notice to the descendants of the Grey Wolves."

"The Summer Solstice Festival is coming up. We welcome all descendants."

I heard it's the village of the Grey Wolves.

It seems you can get there from a town called Horovitz.

Look, there's even a simple map!

The village of the Grey Wolves... Doesn't it sound mysterious?

You can use this to stimulate your imagination and stave off some of your boredom.

Victorica?

It hurts.

I'm sure it did. The sound was really loud.

I said it hurts!

What do you want me to do?

It's your fault for leaving sweets all over the floor!

Take responsibility and eat them.

Eat them!

Fine...

When you're done, go to the seventh bookshelf on the eighth floor

and fetch me the book that is third from the top and thirty-first from the right.

I understand.

Long ago in this land of Saubure, there was a story which was commonly told to those who ventured into the mountains.

That was the story of the Grey Wolves.

Though most of the stories in the diary of this 16th century English traveler are false...

She's overreacting. She always orders me around like that.

I guess she's not good at dealing with pain.

Even though they are referred to as Grey Wolves—

Victorica.

Did I get you...?

I only flicked you lightly. You really know how to exaggerate.

Victorica?

Kujou, I didn't think you were that kind of person.

I'm sorry. Did it really hurt?

Let me see... Oh, sorry.

I never want to speak with you again! We're through!

Just like that? Come on, Victorica.

All I did was flick you lightly, and you want to cut all ties with me?

Well, I guess you like those books more than you like me.

Fine. I won't return!

I mean it! I'm never coming to see you again!

Victorica, you...

Victorica, you crybaby!

I know that she said we're through, but...

I hope she'll forgive me tomorrow if I bring her some snacks.

How much longer is it going to take to copy this textbook?

The trunk is moving by itself!

What are you doing?

You can't leave the school grounds without permission, remember?

The main entrance is locked, anyway.

Can't you talk?

Oh, do you have a cavity?

You're always eating snacks just before bed.

Your face is all swollen!

Looks like it's both sides.

Now it's swelling up even more!

You don't need this much luggage just to see the dentist.

What's this?

There's a change of clothes, a basin, and a tea set...

You've even got a doll and a vase?

What's this thing?

Is this a collapsible bed?

Wait here. I'll go get my wallet.

I'll show you how to get out of here.

Avril showed me a way.

I'll accompany you to the dentist.

How did we end up taking a train?

Hey, Victorica.

I thought Victorica was just going to see a dentist, but earlier...

...to Horovitz.

Horovitz is the town from that classified advertisement, right?

Hey, Victorica—

Is it all right if I join you?

Go ahead.

Oh, it's you.

You don't say? We're going to the same place.

I'm headed to Horovitz as well.

Oh, are you?

Um...

It's Mildred.

I... Well, I grew up there...

Did you hear anything about that stolen plate?

Nope. But I got scolded pretty harshly for it.

It was terrible.

Look, we're almost there.

There's going to be storm tonight.

The wolves come out on nights like this.

Wolves?

The Grey Wolves.

There's a village of Grey Wolves in the nearby mountains.

On nights when the wind is strong, they come down from the mountains and attack people.

The dead bird hanging on the door is meant to keep them away.

Did you come because of that advertisement, too?

There are others?

Yeah. They're all too eager to take a drive into the mountains.

But it's way too steep; they'd never make it.

Try not to anger the Grey Wolves. You must be very careful.

Excuse me, but do you know if the wolves are raised in the village?

Oh, no. They're humans.

They have the same flowing golden hair, rosy cheeks, and petite bodies.

That's right. Just... just like her.

The terrifyingly quiet Grey Wolves...

Victorica.

Hey! Do you think I could get another blanket?

Oh, it does get really cold here at night.

Seems so.

Is it all right if I use the phone?

Of course.

Didn't she say she was from here?

How come she doesn't know him?

I'll carry that for you.

Wolves?

Victorica, did you hear that, too?

You there. There was a squirrel in the hat box.

What do you mean?

Why don't you use your squirrel-talk to ask the squirrels?

Are you talking in your sleep?

Well, I'm pretty happy that you're talking to me again.

Victorica!

Wait! Calm down, Victorica!

Tell me one thing.

Why did you come here?

You clearly said that you weren't able to leave the school without permission.

But you came here regardless of that. There has to be a reason.

Can't you tell me? Do you really hate me?

You once told me that I'm one of your few friends.

You'll get wet if you leave the window open.

I'm coming in.

I'll just close the window.

I...

I came to prove the innocence of a certain person.

Victorica! What are you do—

Wait.

Hold on!

Wait! I told you to wait!

I'm not a dog, you know.

Is this you?

This is Cordelia Gallo. My mother.

Mother used to be a dancer.

She would wear colorful sashes and exotic makeup.

And she was born in the village of the Grey Wolves.

The Marquis du Blois came to her with the intention of introducing the special abilities of a Grey Wolf into his bloodline.

She took her as his own.

I was born soon after.

But...

Marquis du Blois discovered my mother's secret.

Secret?

She was a criminal.

A criminal?

Mother used to work as a maid in the village of the Grey Wolves.

She allegedly committed a grievous crime one night and was thenceforth banished.

After learning of this...

...the Marquis regretted having introduced such cursed blood into his family.

My mother escaped and threw herself to the flames of the Great War that was just beginning.

And so I was raised in that tower; imprisoned.

It all goes back to the crime that my mother committed.

If that hadn't happened, she would not have been banished.

That way I wouldn't have been born, either.

That would be bad!

Sorry, I didn't mean to...

But...

What?!

You're quite an amusing person, Kujou.

Well, excuse me!

Let me see your forehead.

Ouch!

I don't believe that Cordelia committed such a crime.

This is a war.

A war between her and the village of the Grey Wolves.

Until Cordelia Gallo is acknowledged as the victor, I will not leave.

Nice to meet you. I'm Alan.

This is Raoul and Derek.

Hello.

Say, is there really a village way out at the end of this road?

That's what makes it so mysterious.

This is incredible.

I'll be here tomorrow night to pick you up.

Take care.

Wait a minute!

What's this? Is this supposed to be a greeting?

It's Cordelia's daughter.

She looks exactly like her.

That face...

This is an ill omen.

Wait.

Elder...

She is a descendant who came upon seeing our message.

We have no reason to drive her out.

Let us celebrate the Summer Solstice Festival together.

Even if this girl's mother, Cordelia,

is a murderer.

I came to prove Cordelia's innocence.

I came with the flow of events.

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A Divine Revelation is Given at the Summer Solstice Festival