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Domas.

I hereby appoint you to tutor my son in the art of swordsmanship.

I expect great things, Sword Master.

Prince Bojji.

I wish to teach you everything that I know about the sword.

Our practice is likely to be quite rigorous, but we'll get through it together.

We'll start with 1,000 push-ups.

It's only natural that you can't do them at first.

You will gradually become able to, though.

The stance is like this.

Straighten out your back some more.

My sword style, which emulates King Bosse, is a style of power.

One which takes on all foes and never retreats.

What exactly am I to do?

This is hardest on him.

But...

That will be enough for today.

Thank you very much.

Domas...

Yes?

Does the boy have any aptitude for the sword?

It is still too soon to tell.

I see.

You may go.

Yes, Your Majesty.

Domas...

Your sign language has gotten much better.

Go ahead and surprise Bojji with it.

Do you think he will be pleased?

I wouldn't know.

Prince Bojji.

Has everything been going well?

He understood me!

Prince Bojji.

You needn't worry about a thing.

You are fine just the way you are.

I swear to you,

I will keep you safe.

That sheen of sweat and tears

Is unrivaled in allure

So give me a grin

Breathing ragged from exertion

You're sublime without compare

Ranking of Kings

Feeling flat like a drink without the fizz

You slowly melted into languid days

But even a duckling can spread its wings

And dream of soaring the skies as a swan

Rather than wander aimlessly

Let's savor everything that we've awaited

Taking only the shortcuts leaves you unsatiated

Taking your time, taking the hard road

You just couldn't make it

Are you still going to chase the sunset?

Well, run into the distance!

Your muddied boots and muddier footprints surely lead to the future

Now break into a dash!

Breathing torn from exertion

You're sublime without compare

Episode 4

His First Journey

Queen Hiling.

The judge from the Ranking of Kings Committee has arrived.

With the passing of King Bosse, he is probably here to assign a new ranking.

It is a king's duty to be decisive enough to do away with future problems.

There is no telling who might someday use Prince Bojji to sow discord within the kingdom.

If that happens,

there will be an uprising, and many lives will be lost.

As the king, you must make sure to prevent this.

The order to assassinate Prince Bojji has already been issued.

Yes, as you say.

That just leaves the matter of obtaining strength from King Bosse's body.

Will that really be necessary?

Yes.

For though you bear the vast potential of youth, King Daida,

the power wielded by King Bosse was without peer.

Even so,

I wish to stake my reign on my own potential.

It has been too long, Apeas.

You're from the ranking committee.

Yes. This brings back memories.

King Bosse would have been first place if we judged by strength alone.

The ranking, huh?

I've heard some unpleasant things.

It has been said that the king ranked first will be granted an item of his choosing from the Divine Treasure Vault.

That's correct.

And that each successive king has chosen the same treasure as the last

before either disappearing or succumbing to madness.

What is it that God grants them?

That?

I could not guess.

They are quite prosperous here.

Indeed.

Perhaps we should stock up on some things.

Look after Prince Bojji.

Right.

Now... Ah!

P-Prince Bojji!

Prince Bojji!

O-Oh no...

Please forgive me!

Silence, traitor!

Hold it! You'll have to face me!

Hang in there!

A g-gold coin!

Prince Bojji, where did you go?

P-Prince Bojji!

Taking a little nap, are you?

Huh? Your bag!

Prince Bojji! Prince Bojji!

What happened to your bag?

Don't tell me it was stolen!

You imbecile!

You think saying sorry is enough?!

I'm so terribly sorry!

Keep your excuses to yourself.

Your mistakes are our responsibility.

Prince Bojji,

they people work themselves ragged and endure great hardships to earn money.

I ask that you refrain from doing anything to make them succumb to temptation.

Please learn your lesson well from this lapse of judgment.

Now, did we have anything of importance in that bag?

Actually, there was a letter from Queen Hiling to her parents.

That's pretty serious, isn't it?!

Yes!

You—

Well, I guess that's that, then.

Huh?

Come, let's have some dinner.

Though it pains me to say this,

your ranking cannot help but be marked down considerably.

I would say you are about 90th place.

Are you prepared to follow any order from your superiors?

What sort of order, for instance?

No for-instances. Will you follow the order, or not?

I couldn't say.

That shows a lack of resolve.

I will follow my orders.

Our superiors bear pressures and responsibilities that we can't fathom.

It is not for us to question the wisdom of their choices, pondering if they are just or not.

Yes, you're right.

I've been quite inconsiderate.

No, it's all right.

What sort of pressures and responsibilities must Prince Bojji bear?

Oh, thank you.

There aren't any towns for a while beyond here.

Our journey will become a bit more dangerous.

Right.

Prince Bojji!

Does that bag belong to you?

The contents are all there.

But how, exactly?

I want to be in your corner from now on, no matter what happens.

Who's there?! How dare you!

You're someone from the secular world?

And one who can't speak, at that.

What are you doing in these forests?

I know why!

The forests are great!

You can sense the mysteries! The great mysteries!

Look there.

That is how new sacrifices are granted unto us hunters.

Do as I'm doing!

This is the dance of reconciliation!

It is a rite by which we ask forgiveness from those whose lives we take,

and demonstrate our gratitude to them!

They then become sacrifices once again, in order for us to sustain our lives.

Here.

It's good!

Utterly delicious!

Mysterious.

And yet, this is the essence of life.

We kill others and eat them so that we may live.

Are you going to be my next sacrifice?

Prince Bojji!

Prince Bojji! You're all right!

We saw the fire and thought something bad happened.

What's going on?

Who is that?

Here, Prince Bojji.

Prince Bojji!

Who's there?!

Nobody's around.

But that's impossible.

I don't detect anyone.

They've already left.

Who could it be?

Most likely some bandits.

Must be a mother and her kits.

Bebin!

These are your knives!

I know you're out there!

Show yourself!

The knives must have been laced with poison.

Prince Bojji, let's give them a proper burial.

I'm sure the mother and her kits are living happily in the afterlife.

The afterlife...

Do you know where we're passing through after here?

No.

There's a hole that leads to the underworld.

Also known as the Gates of Hell.

The Gates of Hell...

But the town seems to be thriving.

The reason the town is so peaceful and the underworld monsters are encroached...

is because of the Order of the Underworld, the greatest knights in history.

Hokuro, go on ahead and find us a place to stay.

Right.

Prince Bojji, let's go see the Gates of Hell up close.

Every few minutes, the Gates of Hell...

...release a tremendous amount of flames.

Just like the flames of Purgatory.

Prince Bojji, come and look.

You really can't see the bottom.

Forgive me...

Prince Bojji...

Where am I?

That is Pandora's Box.

You must not open it.

Mother?

No...

For you to become a true king, you must open that box.

Mother!

Mirror, it's so dark, I can't see a thing!

Brother?

That is hope.

The last remaining bit of hope that can save you.

Brother!

Every time he falls, he gets up again,

and with his strong, unfaltering heart,

he wards off calamity.

It was a dream?

Mirror!

Yes?

I want to gain Father's strength immediately.

Don't leave me all on my own

I wonder when I became so accustomed

To days of bearing such heavy burdens

You can put the hard stuff off till later

'Cause the night is awaiting lonesome little me

Don't let me feel so torn

By desolate solitude ever again

When remembering those nights

Please don't call it loneliness

If you're feeling vulnerable

I'll be vulnerable with you

So if you're just acting tough

I'll softly embrace all your weakness

I won't let you feel alone