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Dame Ansley!

Please wake up!

What do you mean by "hell"?!

What happened?!

Dame Ansley! Dame Ansley!

Okay, calm down.

It's clear something happened to Noah.

I have to get a search party together right away...

Th-The mountain...

The mountain just moved!

What are you talking about? Pull yourself together!

The mountain moved?

What is that?

Noah?!

Raeliana.

Maybe it's because the rain washed away all the blood,

but I saw no sign of any dragons.

I think, perhaps, there are no dragons in the Sycret Mountains.

Dragons? W-Wait just a—

Please accept this instead.

What in the world is that?

I've never seen anything like it.

Th-The duke offered his kill to...

Leave it to the duke.

As for the dragon you wanted...

I promise I'll find one in a different mountain range someday.

When did I say I wanted a dragon?!

He never offered a monster to anyone before now...

Th-This is... a creoder!

What?!

The one you called the lord of the Sycret Mountains?

Remarkable, Your Grace!

It appears Lady McMillan will be the one to light the sacred flame this year!

I can't believe you brought down a creoder!

It must have been a grueling effort!

Well, I just happened to come across it.

I thought I'd just grab it quickly...

and use it as bait to catch a dragon.

H-How remarkable...

That poor castle lord...

Raeliana...

I'm terribly sorry it isn't the dragon you wanted so badly.

What?

You must have had your hopes up quite high.

Miss McMillan wanted a dragon?

Oh, my... a dragon?

A dragon, of all things?

Everyone, you have it all wrong!

I'm not that kind of girl!

Goodness, my Duke.

The rain is soaking you.

You don't smell of alcohol. What's this about?

I wish I were drunk, honestly.

For you, I would endure the rain any day.

C-Come inside quickly. You'll catch a cold.

You too, Master Taylor.

Noah! What is the meaning of all this?!

I sent Ansley ahead to inform you.

The effort of trying to catch a dragon must have been horrific.

Dame Ansley described it as "hell."

When did I ask for a dragon, exactly?

Adam...

He saw that and thought...

I wish I could toss it in the fire right now!

You go change, too.

I'll have to give Adam a different handkerchief.

One without a dragon, obviously.

Don't be so disappointed.

I'll find you a dragon in another mountain range.

Are you... just teasing me?

You finally caught on?

I want to hit him.

I wish I could hit a pillow to calm myself down.

Anyway...

Huh?

How long do you intend to stay?

I'd like to change.

P-Please go ahead! I'll leave now!

If you want to watch, you're welcome to stay.

Oh, dear!

For the sake of my eyes, please refrain from doing such things!

You're into peeping, right?

Huh? What did he say?

First I'm a clueless rich girl who begs for a dragon at a state event,

and now I'm a peeper?!

What kind of character is he trying to make me into?

I do wish you wouldn't keep saying such nonsensical things.

Nonsensical?

Then when you were secretly watching me sleep that ti—

That wasn't because I'm "into" anything like that...

Anyway, you're mistaken!

I apologized for that, didn't I?

Also, you were watching me when I was sleeping in bed, too!

That time?

Oh...

When you thought I'd assaulted you in your sleep,

and you cried out like the world was coming to an end?

When did I "cry out"?

You're the one who gave me the wrong idea in the first place!

I'm sorry.

You even apologized for it, didn't you?!

This jerk!

Noah, didn't you know?

Nobody likes men who fixate on other people's mistakes.

Understand?

He's acting awfully meek.

Promise me you'll never bring this up again!

All right?

Well, then...

I'm sure you're exhausted. Please get some rest.

How could I have done something like that to a duke?

I feel like... I've come a bit closer to him.

Are you returning to your room?

Allow me to escort you.

The lady knight you arrived with has made quite the recovery.

She's resting in a separate room.

Thank you... and, um...

Is the castle lord all right?

Yes...

He keeps shouting "Creoder!" as he drowns his frustrations in drink.

Ah...

Forgive me, but...

Yes?

Is it true that His Grace was insistent on finding a dragon?

Actually, that was sort of a misunderstanding...

I was worried when you were late returning,

but I'm glad you're safe.

As if you really mean that.

It's a relief to see you haven't changed a bit.

What does that mean?

I feel bad for that creoder, the lord of the mountains,

if you really killed it just for sport.

For sport?

Yes.

Am I wrong? If so, I find it a bit concerning.

That was your first time catching a monster during the hunt, yes?

It was my first time bringing one back.

Right. And...

It was your first time offering one to a lady, as well.

What's your point?

Oh, just that it doesn't seem like you.

That aside, what of the matter with Duke Blake?

There are rumors that he has grown quite close to a certain woman of late.

A woman?

Whitton is currently looking into her identity.

A woman, eh?

I hope he doesn't ruin himself over something stupid.

Some say women are monsters,

but, at times, they can be far more terrifying.

If there's something you want to say, just say it.

Noah, I'm asking you this as your aide and friend.

Let's hear it.

Are you serious about Miss McMillan?

No.

That's what you wanted to ask?

You've been acting strange lately.

I think you're the one who's acting strange.

Then if I were to pursue Miss McMillan,

you'd be fine with that?

What are you saying,

Keith Westernberg?

Remember your place.

Right.

It's all mine.

Every single man I meet showers me with adoration.

A bisque doll with glittering eyes of gold...

A beautiful woman who bears the scent of a pink rose...

The teeth behind these red lips shine like diamonds, they say.

These long legs that look so lovely in lace stockings

captivate all men, they say.

No matter how hated I was or what anyone said,

I was always the winner.

I had everything, and getting what I wanted was easy...

Until I met that man.

The only reason I accepted the proposal of that limping king

was to make him regret turning me down.

I was supposed to light the temple's sacred flame again this year,

while looking down on him and his fiancée.

And yet...

I can't bear the thought of him not becoming mine!

There's something you want, right?

This will help you.

What? Vivian Shamal's leaving?

Yes. She is returning to her mansion.

So she won't be going to the temple?

Correct.

But doesn't everyone go to the temple after the hunt every year?

Yes,

but none of the ladies are obligated to go except for you,

as the one who will light the sacred flame.

I see.

We will depart for the temple as soon as you are ready.

Please continue.

All right.

I mean, not only is she not lighting the sacred flame,

but I'm the one doing it.

I guess I can't blame her for not wanting to go.

Maybe I went a little too far...

Your Holiness Heika,

you really don't intend to go?

Why should I go out of my way to be there

just for the sake of a bunch of petty nobles?

But Duke Wynknight will be in attendance this time.

That is what I've come to tell you.

He's not even listening...

He has always detested nobles, regarding them as selfish fools.

But this is the one time I can't afford to back down!

Our organization's financial situation is worsening.

Donations have decreased with each passing year,

and our organization's internal operations are struggling.

The monster hunt is our best opportunity to get donations from the nobles!

And above all, residing in the temple right now

is the great priest and legend who changed theology as we knew it:

the great Heika Demint himself!

This is clearly divine guidance!

So I'm required to personally attend every little thing, you dumb shit?

Sh-Shi—

I can't lose heart now!

Letting the current conditions continue would hinder

our theological research and the upbringing of the next generation!

What?

You are surprisingly—

I mean,

you have always wanted nothing more than

the best education for your pupils, have you not?

Well, maybe if you were a smarter disciple

who could advance my research along with me,

it would've shaved five years off our studies!

Then we could've saved five years' worth of funds rather than spending it frivolously!

Are you telling me that's not your own stupid fault?!

I, Wade Davis,

despite appearances,

graduated top of my class from the Fyatt International School of Theology!

I may not be the genius you are,

but I can confidently say I qualify as a prodigy!

The school of theology will take just any idiot these days, huh?

Your Holiness!

Judging by your character,

I bet that squawking parrot mouth of yours is gonna be why you die young!

What are you saying?! You can't see my character at all!

Yeah, that's right!

No one can see your character under that clay mask you call a face!

That has nothing to do with character! That'd just be a curse!

Shut up!

I'm just advising you to keep quiet, work hard, and live a happy life!

So shut your trap and listen!

Oh, God, please grant me the strength to claim victory against this geezer.

Your Holiness, please listen to me.

As far as those petty nobles are concerned,

even the briefest appearance by you, the head of our organization,

carries unspeakably tremendous value.

A mere word of greeting and a handshake from you

would bring in enough donations to keep the temple running for another year.

Your Holiness, all it takes is for you to simply show your face.

He's always been a very proud man.

He can't ignore my request after hearing all that!

Well... I suppose so. Wade,

come here.

You finally understand?!

Get out of here.

Raeliana, I'll be heading to the temple first.

Have a safe trip.

I look forward to the ceremonial lighting of the sacred flame.

What a man!

Miss McMillan, greetings to you.

I will pray for the success of the ceremonial lighting.

Th-Thank you.

Was that in my luggage?

Lady McMillan.

Whitton was at the mansion running errands,

and Gideon left this with him.

Thank you.

It's time for us to depart.

Okay.

It's all mine.

The Fyatt International School of Theology...

"I am writing in response to the matter you asked about.

A student by the name of Beatrice Trancet...

does not attend this school."

Beatrice isn't there? Did she come back home?

Or is she somewhere completely different?

Originally, she came back because I, Raeliana McMillan, died...

But I survived.

So because of me...

The things that happen from now on might change?

Beatrice...

Episode Nine

Why Raeliana Was Called a Barbarian