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Who Reaches Out From The Cloud Of Cherry Blossoms | Faust SSR Translation

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- With You, In This Town Where The Cherry Blossoms Dance (1) -

Akira: (Woah…! I wonder what stall is selling.)

Faust: Did something catch your eye, Akira?

Akira: Oh… N-nope! It’s nothing.

Faust: …If you want to, I don’t mind us taking a good look around town.

Akira: Really?

Faust: Yes, but don’t get too excited. We’d be in a lot of trouble if your head covering comes off and people find out that you’re human.

Akira: Thank you so much, Faust! I wanted to learn some more about this town, so that means a lot.

Akira: So, there’s this one place that caught my eye… What’s being sold over there?

Faust: Oh, that’s…

Faust: …What?

Faust: I don’t think that shop was there before…

Akira: So that means it might be a new shop. It’s pretty popular, too.

Bake-danuki Salesperson: Come on in, come on in! We carry the latest trendiest dessert, giant sakura mochi!

Akira: Wow, and over there, they’re selling some cute pink desserts. I wonder what they taste like.

Faust: I apologize, but I can’t answer that question either. I’m always in the mountains, so I’m not caught up on the latest trends.

Akira: (Oh… That’s why he didn’t know about that shop either.)

Lennox: Oh? If it isn’t Master Faust and Master Akira.

Akira: Hello, Lennox. What a coincidence seeing you here.

Lennox: I just finished my work for the day and was about to return home. Are you two shopping?

Faust: I was showing this one around town. Since you’re done with work, do you have some time after this?

Lennox: I do. If you’d like, I could accompany you.

Akira: Will you? Thank you, please do.

Faust: You’re in luck. He’s very knowledgeable about this town — I’m sure he’ll be a great guide.

Faust: Thank you, Lennox. I’ll leave Akira in your hands.

Lennox & Akira: Huh?

Akira: W-what do you mean, Faust? Are you leaving?

Faust: I am. You’d be fine with Lennox — I think he’d be able to teach you much more about this town then I could.

Faust: I apologize for not being able to meet your expectations, even though you relied on me. Have fun.

Lennox: Master Faust.

Lennox: While I do think that Master Akira wants to learn more about this town, I think they also want to walk around with you.

Faust: …..

Akira: Lennox is right. You were the first one I met in this world and the first one to express care for me, Faust. I want you to come with us.

Faust: But… In all honesty, I don’t think I’ll be able to be of any use to you. Is that fine?

Akira & Lennox: Yes!

Faust: …Alright. Thank you both.

- With You, In This Town Where The Cherry Blossoms Dance (2) -

After deciding that we would enjoy our time in town together, we buy the giant sakura mochi that I had seen earlier and begin eating as we walk.

Akira: It’s so good…!

Faust: It is. The red bean isn’t too sweet and has a refined taste to it.

Lennox: I’m glad you found something nice.

Lennox: Speaking of nice things, this sake shop recently got some nice drinks in stock. I think it’ll appeal to your taste buds, Master Faust.

Faust: Oh? Well, it’d be nice to indulge a little.

The sake shop has benches in front of it; the shop must also allow drinking there as well as purchasing sake to go.

Lennox: What about you, Master Akira? Do you drink?

Akira: Hm… I’m sorry, I can’t remember.

Faust: Then it’d probably be for the best to refrain from drinking.

Akira: You’re right… But I’m sure it’d be fun to watch you two have some fine drinks, so I would love to go regardless.

Faust: …I see. Then I’ll accept your kind offer.

-

Faust peels open the door curtains and places his order. In no time, some drinks are placed in front of us.

On the tray placed on the bench there was some sake for Faust and Lennox along with a teacup filled with a white liquid.

Akira: This is…?

Faust: It’s amazake. It has ‘sake’ in the name, but children can drink it as well.

Akira: Thank you very much! I’ll make sure to savor this amazake.

We lift the sake cups and teacups as if in greeting before each taking a sip of our drinks.

Akira: …Woah, it’s sweet and easy to drink.

Faust: I’m glad. Mhm, and this sake is quite nice as well.

Lennox: I’m glad to see it suits your tastes.

Faust: Which reminds me… Lennox, are you still working on your smiling?

Akira: Working on… smiling?

Lennox: While I was working as a courier, I was told I would give a better impression if I smiled more while making deliveries. That’s why I’ve been practicing.

Lennox: …Like this.

Faust: Haha, you still have a long way to go.

Lennox smiles. Faust, finding this rather comical, can’t fight the smile that appears on his face, and…

Akira: …Huh?

Faust: What is it, Akira?

Akira: No, it’s just… I feel like… I’ve seen this before somewhere.

I groan and close my eyes. As I try to recall a distant, hazy memory—

Faust & Lennox: …!

Akira: Yikes!

By the time I realized something was wrong, it was already too late. The sudden strong wind had blown my haori off me.

- With You, In This Town Where The Cherry Blossoms Dance (3) -

Akira: (Oh no! Without the haori, it’ll be clear I’m a…!)

Tengu Shopkeeper: That was quite the wind. Are you all alright?

Before I had the chance to go pick up my haori, the shopkeeper emerges from inside the shop. We all freeze.

Tengu Shopkeeper: Hey, you… Why don’t you have ears or a tail? No wings either, so you’re not a tengu, are you…?

Faust: This one’s a bake-danuki who’s in training.

Akira: Huh?

Faust: They’re trying to shapeshift into a tengu, but although they can hide their ears and tail, they can’t get the wings to appear yet.

Faust: They were embarrassed that they couldn’t shapeshift correctly and that’s why they had the haori on this entire time. Isn’t that right, Akira?

Akira: …! Y-yep. I just couldn’t get it right. If you could not look too closely, it’d be much appreciated.

Tengu Shopkeeper: Ahaha…! So that’s the case! You’re still so young, there’s no reason to be so embarrassed.

Tengu Shopkeeper: In fact, there’s this one fella who always forgets to hide his tail whenever he shapeshiftes! You keep at it!

Akira: I will, thank you!

I breathe out a sigh of relief as I see the shopkeeper go back inside, not suspicious of me in the slightest.

Akira: Thank you so much, Faust. It’s because of you that we were able to trick him.

Akira: I’m always having you help me out.

Faust: Don’t worry about it. And that might have been good after all.

Lennox: That’s true. If we use that excuse, you don’t have to keep hiding what you look like.

For some reason, Lennox places a leaf on my head.

Akira: Huh? Uhm, this is…

Lennox: When bake-danuki transform, they use tree leaves. They put it on their head like this.

Faust: Bake-danuki children typically aren’t very good at transforming, and they often still have the leaf on their heads. You don’t not look like a bake-danuki if you’re like this.

Akira: O-oh, I see…?

Akira: So a bake-danuki… Like, uh, belly drumming?

Faust: Haha, so that’s what you think of tanuki.

Lennox: It’s true that they have rather large bellies.

Akira: Ahaha… That wasn’t right, was it.

Faust: No, it was rather cute. I think it’s nice.

After checking that all of our cups were empty, Faust stands.

Faust: Now, let’s leave here.

Lennox: If you’re not tired, I could show you around somewhere else.

Faust: Thank you. Then could I ask for you to be our guide a little longer?

Faust smiles happily and turns back to me.

Faust: I’d like to see this tanuki-in-training’s progress, after all.

- Card Episode: Wanting You To Savor It -

Akira: Nero sometimes makes some of the food from my world, but is there a food that you’re particularly interested in, Faust?

Faust: Let’s see… The thing often used in wagashi… red bean paste, was it? I liked that.

Faust: I enjoyed the smooth texture and refined sweetness.

Akira: Red bean paste! That’s an ingredient representative of my homeland’s sweets. It goes with anything.

Akira: It’s good on bread with butter as well!

Faust: That with bread and butter? I can’t imagine what it would taste like…

Akira: I get it. When I first saw the combination I thought it was strange.

Akira: And… For more traditional uses of red bean paste, the most famous would probably be nerikiri.

Akira: It’s made of colorful red bean paste that’s shaped to resemble flowers and other things from a specific season. It’s a sweet you can enjoy with your eyes as well.

Faust: How tasteful. And can you make it?

Akira: Huh? Um, I think it’d be kind of difficult… But if I could make red bean paste, then maybe…

Faust: I wasn’t exactly asking for you to make it…

Akira: Ahaha. To be honest, I think that it’s just me wanting you to eat it, Faust.

Akira: And I’d love it if I could try it again — it’s been a while.

Faust: …I see. Then I look forward to seeing what you create.

- Home Screen Voice Line -

So in your world you call strange and unusual occurrences and those that have the mysterious power to cause them yokai. From what I’ve heard, they sound similar to wizards. …*chuckle* If that’s the case, I’m sure you’d be able to get along well with them.

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Fantasia Of The Silver-Dwelling Eggshop ~ Eastern Country & Northern Country ~ Chapter 4 | Event Story Translation

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While looking at the chickens, Heathcliff’s shoulders sag.

Perhaps he was disappointed, as he had expected to see the expert, detailed work of a master craftsman.

Nero: Don’t let this get you down. You don’t see this place every day, after all.

Heathcliff: You’re right. It might be a little different from what a craftsman creates, but I do want to see what kinds of silverwork these little ones create.

Faust: Let’s stop talking about the silverwork now and move on to what we came here for.

Faust’s gaze shifts. The subject of his attention was the large silver egg I had taken note of just a moment prior.

Faust: That’s the monster in question, isn’t it?

The shopkeeper nods, a solemn expression on his face.

Heathcliff: How…

Shino: That’s a monster?

Akira: (I did think it was large, but…)

Owen: Knew it.

Bradley: Yep. I keep gettin’ a strange feelin’ from it.

In contrast to the younger wizards and I, who are shocked, the older wizards are calm.

They had most likely realized this the second they set foot into the palace.

That egg was not a sculpture — instead, it was a foreign, strange something.

Snow & White: Hm…

Snow and White walk up to the giant egg and inspect it.

Snow: Why, no wonder you decided to make a request of us despite your having to reveal the location of this store.

White: Within this egg is an extreme amount of magical power.

Shino & Heathcliff: …..

The air grows tense.

The Eastern wizards take a step back.

The Northern wizards aggressively circle the egg. The two are complete opposites.

Bradley: I knew that ya’ had a bunch of different things in this shop of yers, but I didn’t think that would include a monster egg. How was this egg even laid?

Mithra: You don’t know? A chicken lays it.

Bradley: Idiot.

Owen: Idiot.

Mithra: What? I’m going to kill you.

Owen: Look at this chicken. Do you seriously think it can lay an egg that big?

Mithra: Who knows. Maybe all it needs is some spirit, and it’ll be able to.

Nero: I think there’s a limit to how much spirit can do…

Faust: It was written in the request that it was due to the Great Calamity. Could you tell us about how this egg came to be?

Prompted by Faust, the shopkeeper closes his eyes and begins to tell his tale.

Shopkeeper: The night of the Great Calamity… I remember that the chickens were the most agitated and noisy they’ve ever been.

But all with magic feel restless when that time comes. In my naivety, I had thought that that was the case with the chickens.

His elderly face contorts with pain.

Shopkeeper: But the next morning… When I returned here…

Almost half of the chickens were no longer breathing.

Shopkeeper: The effects of the Great Calamity that night must have been much stronger than they usually were.

On the floor were countless dead bodies — the coop had been completely transformed over the course of one night. And in the center of the coop was this giant egg.

Almost as if it was in exchange for all those lost lives.

Eyes filled with sorrow, the shopkeeper turns back to look at the egg behind him.

Faust: So… the still unborrn silver eggs took many lives as a result of the Great Calamity and its effects, and was imbued with large amounts of magical power.

Snow: Under usual circumstances, with the amount of magical power that these chickens have, no matter how much one absorbed or used, it would not amount to much.

White: But if it was because of the Great Calamity, then that changes many things.

Heads or tails — it is a coin flip of sorts. We have no way of knowing what exactly is inside the egg and whether it is good or bad.

Nero: …..

Slightly scared, I look at the egg. Now knowing that something breathes inside — while it was strange, I could almost sense it pulsing.

What could possibly be growing inside this silver shell?

Would it be some fearsome beast fit for the incredible amounts of magical power said to be within it, or…

Shopkeeper: I myself have been a silversmith for quite a long amount of time, but this sort of event had never before occurred at the Silver Eggshop.

Perhaps what will be born from this egg will not be a fearsome monster, but a yet unseen, marvelous piece of silverwork.

An even if it does end up being something odd, it is what my cute chickens birthed into this world. I would, if possible, like to wait until it hatches.

The shopkeeper’s eyebrows droop and he shakes his head.

Shopkeeper: But in the unlikely event that a monster is born from this egg, I will not be able to protect my little ones, considering my old body.

I do not want to lose any more of my adorable children. That is why…

“I want for you to help.” He speaks to us in earnest.

Snow: We are aware. Let us destroy this egg at once — it is easy to see that it is dangerous.

White: This egg, grown unnaturally plump, already has around it magical power in order to keep itself safe. And it is still nowhere near hatching.

Snow: Most magic would most likely not even leave a scratch. However, we are Northern wizards: such a feat is no problem for us.

White: Our children are not very gifted at the art of teamwork; however, they are most skilled at the act of destruction!

Snow & White: We shall leave it to you all.

Mithra: We can do what we want with this egg once it’s destroyed, yes? I wonder how many eggs benedict you can make from an egg this big…

Owen: I want pancakes. With plenty of cream.

Mithra and Owen seem very motivated, and are already excited at the prospect of what foods they can make after destroying the egg.

Perhaps sensing a dangerous presence, the chickens grow louder. They all jump out of their nests and cluster together in the corner.

Shopkeeper: …..

While the chicken’s voices echo, the shopkeeper looks down. His wrinkled hands form a tight fist and tremble slightly.

I remember his kind way of handling when he had scooped a chicken up into his arms. The love he had for his chickens was clearly reflected in his gaze and actions.

Akira: (...He, in truth, doesn’t want it to be destroyed, does he…)

From our point of view, that egg is something strange, something that can only possibly bring trouble. But to the shopkeeper, that isn’t the case.

What if that was your much-loved cat? Dog? Friend or significant other? Family?

What if it was something else, something that didn’t fit under any of those labels, but was irreplaceable nonetheless?

I imagine this, and the saliva I swallow grows bitter.

Nero: …We don’t have to decide right this second, can we?

Hearing the words I had been unconsciously hoping to hear, I lift my head.

Nero: Since this egg was born and all, you might as well wait a little, maybe ‘till it’s hatched.

And there’s a chance that some amazing silverwork might be born from it, right?

Heathcliff: …I think so too.

I’m scared too, but… Even more than that, I want to see what will be born from this egg.

Akira: Nero, Heath…

Snow: That is what you say, but… Do you understand?

White: There is a chance that a fearsome monster will be born from this egg.

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Fantasia Of The Silver-Dwelling Eggshop ~ Eastern Country & Northern Country ~ Chapter 3 | Event Story Translation

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Shino: Let’s destroy it.

Mithra: Good idea.

Owen & Bradley: Let’s go with that.

Nero: Hold on.

Heathcliff: C-can we do that?

Faust: Of course not.

Not only is it a strong barrier, but it’s very dense and complex — if we make a mistake, we could very well end up destroying this entire forest.

Although I wouldn’t say that it’s impossible to remove without injury, it would take up a considerable amount of time.

Mithra: Then please figure it out. I’ll go back for the time being.

Snow: Will you not wait? Listen until we have finished speaking.

White: We have been invited here, after all. We are in possession of a very special, secret key.

White takes a black cylinder from out of his pocket. Apparently, it was sent to us with the written request as a means to get through the barrier.

Owen: Oh? So if we use that, we can get in?

Snow: Hohoho. Plotting, are we? But do not think to steal it away later.

White: Unfortunately, this is for one-time-use only.

While speaking, White places the black key into the cavity in the boulder.

In the blink of an eye, the boulder shatters. The trees growing all around us shift and change shape, and eventually, we find ourselves staring into the mouth of a cave.

Nero: …What? A cave?

Bradley: So this is the entrance, huh.

Shino: Hurry up, let’s go.

Heathcliff: Master Sage, let’s go.

Akira: Okay!

Shino and Heathcliff can’t seem to hide their excitement as they disappear into the cave. I follow after them, also excited.

-

A short walk through the cave led us to the exit. The opening of the cave was around the same size of that of the entrance. The view was so beautiful that I couldn’t help but give a small shout.

Akira: Woah…

It was almost like a palace. In front of us was a lake, flowers blooming on the surface. Beyond the well-tended-to garden was a large, white building.

A magnificent castle, fitted with a dome-shaped roof. It was like something out of a fairytale.

Owen: …Hm.

Shino: Wow. What is this place…

???: Welcome, one and all, to the Silver Eggshop.

As we stand in awe, a man — an elderly gentleman with a mustache as white as the rest of his hair — silently makes his way to us.

Shopkeeper: I am the shopkeeper and also a silversmith. I thank you from the bottom of my heart for accepting my request.

He bows. The way with which he wears his vintage tailcoat and his almost overly-respectful demeanor remind me of a butler who had spent many of his years tending to a well-known noble family.

Without even realizing it, I murmur out a ‘Wow…’

Heathcliff: It’s just like what Bradley said… He’s very different from the workers in the Blanchett workshops.

Nero: Well, he is the shopkeeper for the Silver Eggshop. ‘Course he’ll be different from the common worker.

And even the way their make their silverwork here isn’t normal.

The shopkeeper raises his eyebrows.

Shopkeeper: Sir, you seem to know a great deal about this shop. Were you perhaps a customer of ours in the past?

Nero: What? Oh, no. ‘Course not, I could never!

Panicked, Nero shakes his head from side to side repeatedly.

Nero: It’s that your shop’s real famous among wizards. I hear rumors about it here and there.

Shopkeeper: I see. What an honor.

Suddenly, someone gives me a small push from behind.

Bradley: Hey, there’s somethin’ you need to ask him, isn’t there?

Akira: Oh, that’s right… Excuse me, we were told there was a dangerous monster, but where is it…?

I look around, but I can’t find a single sign of trouble. In fact, it is rather calming to look at. I can’t possibly imagine that they are currently struggling with a monster.

The shopkeeper nods and slowly turns to face the palace.

Shopkeeper: The monster is still over there — inside the shop, that is. Let me guide you there.

-

Guided by the shopkeeper, we go through the gardens and enter the palace.

An old-fashioned silversmithing workshop, dripping with prestige… Is not what we see.

Instead, we find a chicken coop of an astonishingly large size.

Shino & Heathcliff: …!?

While the luxurious white walls remain the same as those on the outside, the interior decorations are not the blindingly beautiful decorations one may expect them to be. Instead, it is pure white sand and countless chickens.

The chickens are and have pale blue feathers. Perhaps they were surprised by the visitors — the chickens flap their wings begin racing around.

Snow & White: This is…

Mithra: Does this mean I can eat all this chicken meat?

Akira: (...Huh?)

While I look around, still in a state of shock, my eye is drawn to the center of the coop.

An egg so massive that a person could probably fit inside of it sat there, shining a bright silver color.

Just as I was about to ask if it was some sort of sculpture, a high-pitched, deafening screech reaches my ears.

Chicken: CLUCK!!

Nero: Yikes.

A chicken comes hurtling towards Nero. The shopkeeper instantly reaches out with a hand and catches it.

Shopkeeper: My apologies. My children seem to be rather agitated in the presence of other wizards…

Come on now! You can’t scare customers. You go back there now, good girl.

While stroking the feathers of the chicken he had scooped up, he gently sets it back into the nest.

His expression and method of handling reminded me of how a parent would treat their toddler. He seems used to it, but his actions are tender and it is clear that he loves his chickens.

Heathcliff: Um, excuse me.

I don’t see a workshop, but where is the silverwork made…?

The shopkeeper smiles and nods in response to the confused Heathcliff.

Shopkeeper: It is made right here, before your very eyes.

Akira: Before our very eyes…?

Faust: I was wondering if that was the case, but these chickens…

Shopkeeper: Indeed. These chickens are a special species of magical creature. Of course, like a great majority of other chickens, they lay normal eggs for consumption…

They sometimes lay silver eggs. But the chickens are not the ones who incubate and hatch the silver eggs.

Shino: Not the chickens? Then who hatches them?

The shopkeeper takes a reverent bow and his smile grows wider.

Shopkeeper: A wizard.

The shopkeeper tells us how silver eggs can only be hatched with the use of a wizard or witch’s magic.

Apparently, after incubating and hatching the egg, the hatched silverwork takes the shape of whatever the wizard or witch who hatched it desires or hopes for.

Owen: Can you get magical tools from that?

Mithra: If I’m going to get something, I would like to get the strongest one.

Shopkeeper: Regretfully, no one knows what will emerge from the egg until it is hatched.

It could be a knife, or a plate, or an accessory… It differs from person to person.

Snow: I see.

White: So this is what Nero meant when he stated that this shop is very different from other places.

Akira: So you don’t personally change or engrave the silver, Mr. Shopkeeper.

Shopkeeper: Correct. I may be very different from your image of a typical silversmith.

After all, most of what my job entails is feeding, cleaning, managing temperature and humidity — various things in order to ensure that the chickens live comfortably — and then collecting their eggs.

Shino: So you just take care of them.

Owen: Master Sage, why don’t you get taken care of along with the chickens? You might be able to live a better life that way.

Akira: Ahaha… I’m more than happy with my life in the manor, so I think I’ll have to pass on that one…

Heathcliff: …Silverwork born from eggs…

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Fantasia Of The Silver-Dwelling Eggshop ~ Eastern Country & Northern Country ~ Chapter 2 | Event Story Translation

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It was Snow, White, and Faust.

Heathcliff: Master Faust.

Akira: Snow, White.

Shino: I don’t usually see you three together. Did you invite each other to lunch?

Snow: Regretfully, that is not the case.

White: Perhaps we should have a nice lunch together once all is settled.

Faust: Enough idle chatter, let’s continue.

Heathcliff: Did something happen?

Faust: Yes. I’ve come to report about a request we’ve just received. It’s from a shop in the Eastern Country called the Silver Eggshop.

Akira: What?

Shino & Heathcliff: The Silver Eggshop?

Hearing the name of our previous topic of discussion, our eyes all widen with shock.

Snow & White: Why, that reaction… Do you perchance know?

Nero: Here you go, sorry for the wait.

Nero and Bradley emerge from the kitchen, plates of steaming hot eggs benedict in their hands.

Bradley, who appears to be in a good mood, immediately grimaces at the sight of Snow and White.

Bradley: Ugh, it’s those old geezers…

Nero: Oh, so the teachers are eating too. Gimme a minute, I’ll get something ready for you.

Faust: Before that, there’s something I need to tell you…

Shino: It’s fine, let’s eat first.

Heathcliff: Shino, wait. Master Faust, this request from the Silver Eggshop…

Nero: Huh? What, are you talking about the Silver Eggshop again?

Faust: Again?

Shino: Hey, Nero. I want this one with the big piece of bacon.

Bradley: No way, that one’s mine.

With the conversations all over the place, we aren’t getting anywhere. Snow and White, very irritated, produce a gong-like drum from who-knows-where, and give it one, good, vigorous hit.

Shino & Heathcliff & Nero: !?

Snow: Oh, shut it!

White: You lot never listen when others are speaking!

Bradley: Yer’ the loudest ones here!

Snow & White: All that aside!

Snow: This mission, we are to set off with the Eastern and Northern wizards.

White: Do make sure to keep that in mind!

Bradley: What?

Shino & Heathcliff & Nero: Huh…?

Akira: Eastern and Northern wizards…?

-

Several days later. Just as Snow and White had said, the Eastern and Northern wizards had set off for the Eastern country on a mission.

Nero: The roots are making it real hard to walk.

Owen: You hear him? Heathcliff, Master Sage, look up while you walk. If you fall flat on the ground I’ll laugh at you.

Shino: Don’t listen to Owen. Be careful and make sure you don’t trip.

Heathcliff: O-okay.

Akira: Thank you.

Mithra: Oh, okay. Understood.

Faust: I don’t think that was directed towards Mithra, but… Oh well.

Following what the written request had said had led us into a dense forest. The branches overlapping with each other block the light from above, and it is dark despite the fact that it is still noon.

We were told the Silver Eggshop lies inside of this forest. Just as the rumors said, it was hidden away in a place out of sight.

Akira: Now I understand why people say they don’t know here it is…

Faust: If they send out a request, then the shop’s location gets revealed. It must have been a difficult decision.

Bradley: Well, ya’ gotta prioritize stayin’ alive. Ya’ can’t just look the other way when ya’ got a monster on yer’ hands.

—Because of the effects of the Great Calamity, a fearsome monster had appeared in the shop.

That was what the request from the Silver Eggshop had said.

While no more specifics were written about, they apparently wanted us to come as quickly as we could, before there were any damages.

Snow: This mission may perhaps be dangerous.

White: We Northern wizards must cooperate. Understood?

Mithra: Understood.

Owen: We get it, we get it.

Mithra and Owen are being surprisingly obedient.

When Northern wizards go on missions, they often have to be dragged out and are ill-tempered and sulky.

Akira: (Bradley was with us then, so that’s that, but the other two…)

Mithra and Owen had come with us without having the twins threaten them.

In stark contrast to their regular disobedience, they had even showed up on time.

Akira: I know that maybe I shouldn’t be saying this, but aren’t Owen and Mithra being pretty compliant today…?

Finding this strange, I move closer to Snow and ask my question. Bradley grins - perhaps he had heard me.

Bradley: The reward’s worth it this time ‘round.

Akira: Reward?

Snow: It seems they both were told of the silverwork the Silver Eggshop has by Bradley.

What they are focused on is most likely not the mission, but the small possibility that they may indeed be able to obtain a precious piece of silverwork.

White: It is not a good source of motivation, but it is motivation nonetheless, so we have decided to turn a blind eye!

Akira: (I see, so that’s why…)

Owen: What are you staring at me for?

Mithra: Hurry, let’s go.

Faust & Heathcliff: …..

Shino: What’s up with them?

Heathcliff: I know this is rude, but I’ve never seen the Northern wizards being so enthusiastic about a mission…

Faust: I hope that nothing terrible happens tomorrow.

The Eastern wizards follow after the Northern wizards, quietly speaking to each other.

Shino: Actually, why are we not using magic when we have Mithra with us? We’d be there in an instant if we could use the portal.

White: The Silver Eggshop is hidden from the eyes of all. If we were to sneak in with the use of magic, it could potentially be dangerous.

Nero: …The Silver Eggshop, huh.

Faust: Why the sigh?

Nero: No, it’s nothing…

There is no footpath in sight inside of this remote forest. It’s difficult to walk in, but Heathcliff, next to me, walks with a spring in his step.

Heathcliff: I really can’t believe it. I’m going to go to the Silver Eggshop…

Oh… S-sorry. I know it’s for a mission…

Panicked, Heathcliff composes himself. His correcting of himself in order to not get too excited shows his earnestness and makes me smile.

Akira: Going to a place you’ve only ever heard about really does make you curious. And it doesn’t seem to be a place you get to see every day.

Heathcliff: Yes. Just thinking about how I might be able to see amazing skills passed down from generation to generation makes my heart race…

Oh, and the silversmith who runs the Silver Eggshop is a wizard, isn’t he.

I wonder what he’s like. I wonder if he’s similar to the workers in the Blanchett workshops.

Bradley: That place’s a silverwork shop that’ll exceed any expectations ya’ have. Ya’ better not be struck dumb when we get there, rich boy.

Heathcliff: …!

Heathcliff flinches as Bradley threatens him in a low voice as he passes by.

Akira: (A silverwork shop that’ll exceed our expectations…? I really do wonder what kind of shop it is…)

After progressing through the forest for a while, we come across a strangely-shaped boulder. With its smooth, streamline shape, it almost looks like some kind of carving.

Nero: That’s one weird-looking boulder.

White: According to the written request, that is the entrance to the Silver Eggshop.

Faust: From what I can tell, there’s quite the strong barrier around it. Most wizards would most likely not be able to notice it at all and walk right past it.

Akira: There’s a barrier? Then how do we get in…

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Fantasia Of The Silver-Dwelling Eggshop ~ Eastern Country & Northern Country ~ | Translation Index

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

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Fantasia Of The Silver-Dwelling Eggshop ~ Eastern Country & Northern Country ~ Chapter 1 | Event Story Translation

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On my walk inside the manor, I hear cheerful voices coming from the kitchen.

Heathcliff: So these are the ones in question?

Shino: I guess they do look pretty tasty.

Nero: Right?

I take a peek into the kitchen to find Heathcliff and Shino on opposite sides of Nero, both of them lively and excited.

Akira: You three look like you’re having fun. What are you doing?

Heathcliff: Master Sage.

Nero: It’s nothing big. I was just showing these to them.

Inside the basket Nero holds lie eggs, a pale red tint to them.

Akira: Wow, that’s a lot of eggs. Did you get them from the market?

Nero: Yep. I got lucky today, it’s usually pretty hard to get ahold of eggs fresh as these.

It appears that he was able to purchase high quality ingredients worthy of a cook. Clearly in a good mood, Nero plucks an egg out of the basket.

Nero: Look, they have a good shape, and red-shelled eggs have rich yolks and are real tasty. You can look forward to lunch for today.

Let’s see, how should I cook ‘em… I could take advantage of how fresh they are and make an omelette, but eggs benedict wouldn’t be bad either.

Shino: Make everything. Don’t worry, I won’t leave even a crumb behind.

Heathcliff: Your cooking is always delicious, Nero, but I’m looking forward to it even more today.

The usually calm and collected Nero cannot hide his excitement in front of fresh ingredients, and Shino and Heathcliff, watching him, seems to be happy too.

Bradley: Is there anythin’ to eat?

Heathcliff: Bradley?

Bradley: What, is this some kind of Eastern wizard gathering?

Leave that for later and let’s eat instead. I’m starvin’.

Bradley strides on in, rubbing his stomach in circles. It appears that, motivated by his empty stomach, he had come to pester Nero for lunch.

Shino: Don’t rush him, he’s thinking of what to make. He just got some good eggs.

Bradley: Good eggs?

Bradley raises his eyebrows.

Bradley: What, have you gotten your hands on an egg from the Silver Eggshop?

Nero: ‘Course not. You think I can easily get somethin’ like that?

Shino & Heathcliff: …?

Confused by their conversation, we tilt our heads, perplexed. Bradley notices and a thin smile makes its way onto his face before he scratches his head.

Bradley: I’m just kiddin’. No way in hell some stingy Eastern cook would have anythin’ to do with the Silver Eggshop.

Nero: Haha… Of course.

The previously friendly air fades away in an instant, like a hand pulled away from a handshake.

But what Heathcliff and Shino found themselves interested in was what Bradley had said.

Heathcliff: Excuse me, what’s the Silver Eggshop…?

I’ve never heard of it before, but do they have some kind of new tasty egg?

Bradley: Nope. The Silver Eggshop’s the trade name of a special silversmithing shop that's been run by generations upon generations of wizards.

Akira: Silversmithing…?

Nero: Maybe ya’ don’t know, Sage, but silver helps ward off evil.

And apparently the silver from that shop is pure and has strong magical power.

Shino: So not all silverwork is the same.

Bradley: It’s on another level. The Silver Eggshop only has the best of the best, all made by a silversmith wizard.

It’s rare to see it at all, but when it occasionally finds its way into a marketplace, the bids for it always get higher and higher. It’s ridiculously hard to get your hands on.

Anyone and everyone wants it and is after it. Not just the rich or collectors - power-hungry wizards, too.

And apparently the location of the Silver Eggshop is a secret and has been for a long time. While they do have a physical shop, there haven’t been many customers who have actually been there.

Heathcliff: I didn’t know that a shop like that even existed… I wonder what kind of silverwork is created in a place that nobody knows about.

Uhm… Bradley, have you seen the real thing before? Can I ask you about what the silverwork looked like?

Since it’s a long-established shop, maybe it’s a traditional design…

Heathcliff, who enjoys detailed work such as silverwork, asks Bradley questions, his eyes shining bright with excitement.

Bradley: Huh? What it looked like…

Nero: Sorry, but I’d like to start preppin’ lunch.

Bradley, if you’re okay with regular eggs, I’ll whip you up somethin’ real quick before we eat.

Nero smiles a wry smile, a frying pan in his hand. Remembering that this is Nero’s working space, Heathcliff’s face pales.

Heathcliff: Oh, sorry…! I got carried away and talked too much…

Akira: We’ll leave now.

Shino: See you later, Nero.

Nero: M’kay. I’ll make you something real good, so you can all look forward to lunch.

We turn back and nod at his words before leaving the kitchen behind us.

Nero: …Whew.

Bradley: If yer’ gonna get ‘em out, then do it better. You’re good with kids, aren’tcha?

Nero: Shut it. It’s all because you had to…

Bradley: But silver eggs, huh. Nostalgic.

When was that again? I think it was after we attacked that collector with terrible taste…

Nero: …..

Bradley: …What. Do ya’ still care about that?

Nero: Who knows. I’ve forgotten all about the past.

Anyways, look at these eggs. Nice, aren’t they?

Bradley: Couldn’t care less about how nice they are. What I do care about is havin’ food. I won’t let you say that you forgot about what you just said.

Nero: Huh? If you mean that, I won’t hesitate to fry ya’ with these eggs.

Bradley: What’cha being all scary for…!?

-

Heathcliff: I really messed up… I got all excited and got in Nero’s way…

Akira: Heath, it’s okay. I don’t think Nero is angry at you.

Shino: Yeah. Heath, you were really cool and brave when you asked Bradley that question. You didn’t even hesitate.

Heathcliff: Oh no…! That happened too… What should I do, I was being too familiar with him, wasn’t I?

Akira: N-no, not at all…! Bradley didn’t seem angry at all either.

(It’s true that you don’t get to see that every day…)

Heathcliff: I really am sorry. I got so ecstatic…

Though Heathcliff is usually shy and reserved, when it comes to his interests, he becomes much more assertive and eloquent.

Though he seems to think it makes him awkward, I think it’s beautiful.

Akira: I got all excited thinking about what kind of shop it might be, too. Not knowing where it is makes it so mysterious…

Shino: I’m interested too. I like that it’s more powerful than other silverwork.

Once Shino and I express our interest in the topic, a smile returns to Heathcliff’s face.

Heathcliff: And he said they only have the best of the best. Even with just that information, I can tell that the smith puts a lot of pride and care into their silverwork.

The Silver Eggshop, huh… I bet they’re making grand pieces one by one in their hidden place. I would love to see what kind of silverwork it is one day.

Shino: …But I wonder why Bradley misunderstood just now.

Akira: Huh?

Shino: Y’know, when we said Nero got good eggs. If the Silver Eggshop’s just the name of the shop, he wouldn’t be so quick to jump to conclusions after we talked about eggs.

Heathcliff: That’s true…

Akira: You’re right… It’s not as though we were talking about silverwork…

As we tilt our heads to the side in confusion, we hear several pairs of shoes clacking against the floor as they enter the dining hall.

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Channeling Prayer Into The Silverwork | Heathcliff SSR Translation

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- A Peaceful Sleep (1) -

We had received a request from the Silver Eggshop and had decided to stay there for several days. Right now, we were tending to the chickens.

Akira: Okay… That should be it for feeding the chickens.

Heathcliff: ……

Akira: Heath? Did something happen?

Heathcliff: Oh, I’m sorry, Master Sage. I just thought that the chickens were acting a little strange.

Akira: The chickens…?

At his words I turn to have a good look around the coop.

I see the chickens agitatedly flapping their wings as they walk around.

However, many of the chickens in the nesting boxes were sleeping soundly.

Akira: You’re right… They’re acting differently today. I wonder what happened…

Akira: Should we have Owen come and help us ask the chickens why?

Heathcliff: About that… I just saw Owen go out into the forest…

Akira: Oh… Then he might not be back for a while.

Heathcliff: Mhm…

Heathcliff: From what I see, the coop itself doesn’t seem to look any different, so I don’t know what the cause could be.

Akira: Hm, you’re right… And we’ve cleaned it too…

Akira: (…Hm?)

Akira: Isn’t it a bit strange that so many chickens are sleeping when the sun is still so high in the sky?

Heathcliff: Oh, you’re right…! Maybe something happened at night that caused them to lose sleep.

Heathcliff: Thank you for all your help, Master Sage! I plan to come back tonight and take another look around.

Akira: Oh, would you mind if I tagged along? I’m worried about these guys…

Heathcliff: You’ll do that? It’s very reassuring to know that you’ll be with me, Master Sage. I look forward to working with you tonight.

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That night…

Heathcliff: The chickens should be asleep by now.

Akira: They should. First, let’s check the nesting boxes—

Chicken: CLUCK!

Akira & Heathcliff: !

Heathcliff: Master Sage, that sound came from the nesting boxes…!

Akira: Let’s hurry!

- A Peaceful Sleep (2) -

Heathcliff: …! The chicken’s nesting boxes…

As we make our way over, we find some of the chickens running around in a panic. Some of the nesting boxes had been partly destroyed and they had lost a place to go back to.

Alarmed, we take a look inside the box to find—

Mithra: …..

Akira: M-mithra!?

Mithra lay on the destroyed nesting box as if it was a bed.

Mithra: Ugh, so much noise with people running around…

Heathcliff: W-why is he here…?

Mithra: Oh, hello. You’re taking care of the chickens at this hour? Good for you.

Akira: We’re not really taking care of them, we’re just checking something… Um, Mithra. Why exactly are you sleeping in a nesting box?

Mithra: Why? It’s to count the chickens, what else could it possibly be? It’s said that you can fall asleep if you count chickens.

Heathcliff: Is it…? I’ve heard about counting sheep, but…

Mithra: Is that so? Well, I tried and failed yesterday as well, so maybe that’s the case.

Akira: (Yesterday too… Maybe that’s why the chickens were so agitated today.)

Mithra: But this nesting box isn’t bad. The chickens were sleeping soundly until just now, so maybe I’ll be able to sleep here too.

Akira: Um… I’m really sorry, but you’re scaring the chickens. Would you mind sleeping somewhere else instead?

Mithra: Why? Are you telling me to give up my resting place for a bunch of magic creatures?

Akira: Well, I’m not telling you to ‘give it up’... It is where are the chickens are supposed to sleep, so if we could prioritize them…

Akira: (But even Mithra, who can’t sleep because of his affliction, must want to sleep - just like the chickens...)

Heathcliff: …..

Heathcliff: Repsev Aivulp Sunos.

Mithra: What’s this bag?

Heathcliff: It’s a herbal sachet. Nice scents help you sleep, so I thought it might be useful…

Mithra: Oh. Thank you.

Heathcliff: …I think that the reason the chickens are able to sleep so soundly is because the shopkeeper made it with that being his top priority.

Heathcliff: So I think that if you were to rest somewhere, Mithra, I think that it would be better on a bed, built for humans and wizard’s sound sleep.

- A Peaceful Sleep (3) -

Mithra: If I could sleep on a bed, I would never have done this in the first place.

Heathcliff: I-I mean, you’re not wrong, but…

Mithra: Well, it’s true that the straw was poking at my back.

Mithra: I’ll take this.

Mithra takes the sachet and finally gets up.

Mithra: Arthim.

Mithra disappears through the door that materializes as he chants his spell.

Akira: I’m glad we came to an agreement…! It’s because you convinced him, Heath. Thank you so much.

Heathcliff: It’s nothing. I’m glad my sachet was of use.

Heathcliff: Oh, I have to fix the nesting boxes! Repsev Aivulp Sunos.

The fragments of the boxes return to their original position in the blink of an eye.

Heathcliff: Everything’s okay now. Have a good, relaxing rest.

The chickens, who had been watching us, slowly begin returning to their nesting boxes at the sound of Heathcliff’s kind voice.

Akira: It looks like they’ve calmed down now that they have a place to sleep again.

Heathcliff: You’re right. Let’s go back to our rooms now so the chickens can sleep soundly.

While listening to the clucking getting gradually more and more faint, we quietly leave the coop behind us.

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The next morning. Heathcliff and I walk into the coop to check on the chickens.

Heathcliff: It looks like the chickens are calm today. I’m glad…

Akira: I was very worried as to how things would turn out, but I’m very thankful for the fact that it’s all settled now.

Heathcliff: It’s all because you thought that something might have happened at night. Thank you.

Akira: You’re very welcome. But Heath, you were the first to notice that something was wrong.

Akira: And I think that the reason we were able to get the nesting boxes back was because you empathized with and convinced Mithra. So thank you too!

Heathcliff: Ahaha… I’m glad to hear that.

As Heathcliff smiles, a chicken makes its way over to him.

Cradled carefully in its beak is a beautiful feather. A feather so blue that it was almost as if it had been dyed by the sky itself.

Chicken: Cluck.

Heathcliff: Wow, what a pretty feather. Uhm, and what about this feather?

Chicken: Cluck! Cluck!

Akira: Oh… Maybe it wants to give it to you. As thanks for yesterday night.

Heathcliff: What? For me…?

Chicken: Cluck.

Heathcliff: …Thanks. I’ll take good care of it.

Akira: (Though they can’t communicate with words, maybe Heath’s gentle kindness got across.)

Watching Heathcliff happily petting the chicken, I feel my lips curl into a smile.

- Card Episode: The Whereabouts Of The Blue Feather -

Akira: Heath, good work on our mission the other day.

Heathcliff: Thank you, good work to you too.

Akira: Heath, you got a feather from one of the chickens you were taking care of, didn’t you?

Heathcliff: I did. A very beautiful blue feather… Right now I have it tucked away in a box.

Akira: Oh, are you not going to use it as decoration?

Heathcliff: …I do want to put it up somewhere where others can see it, but I’m scared that I might lose it.

Heathcliff: It’s a very light, fluffy feather. I think even the slightest breeze will carry it away…

Akira: Oh… And when the Northern Wizards go on a rampage, there’s blasts of wind throughout the entire manor…

Akira: …I have an idea! What if you used the feather as decoration for a mechanical carving?

Heathcliff: As decoration for a mechanical carving?

Akira: Mhm. If you secure it on, I don’t think it’ll fly away as easily.

Heathcliff: …I see.

Heathcliff: I could process it into something like Rutile’s feather pen, or I could use it as decoration for a music box lid…

Akira: If you do that, then you can take the feather out of your box and see it whenever you like.

Heathcliff: Thank you so much, Master Sage! I think I’d like to think about what that feather would go well with soon.

Akira: You’re very welcome! Once you’re done, I would love to see it.

- Home Screen Voice Line -

To think that there would come a day where we could effectively work together with the Northern Wizards… I could never have even imagined it happening a short while ago. Though they’re more dependable now, I feel like even more worrying things have started happening… But don’t worry. No matter what happens, I’ll protect you, Master Sage.

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A Delinquent Protector | Bradley SR Translation

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- The One Who Gifts The Taste Of Victory (1) -

Bradley: Helpin’ out with this festival’s a pain in the ass, but at least plenty o’ shops sell booze. Hey, can I order…

White: My, Bradley, ‘tis noon. You are already drinking?

Bradley: Whaddya want? Ya’ said that if I behaved and stayed ‘round here you wouldn’t be watchin’ me.

Bradley: I hafta’ protect those kids later, so just lemme drink.

White: ‘Tis but a jest. Never would I be so boorish at a festival.

Bradley: Then whaddya want from me?

White: Do you know of the Sage’s whereabouts? They were most hardworking for this festival. I would like to do something for them.

Bradley: How the hell am I supposed to know? I’ll have this drink.

Shopkeeper: Here you go.

Bradley: Huh? What’s this, a die? Is this supposed to be a snack?

Shopkeeper: Haha, it isn’t. It’s something for our customers who come with their kids.

Bradley & White: With their kid…?

White: Does he perchance think that I am your child, Bradley?

Bradley: Don’t even think about it, that sounds absolutely disgusting.

Shopkeeper: You’ll get a special extra something if you win at a game using that die.

Bradley: …Oh? I hate that we’re getting treated like some parent and kid, but that sounds interesting. ‘Kay, I’ll do it.

- The One Who Gifts The Taste Of Victory (2) -

Shopkeeper: Congratulations! It’s your win, Sir.

White: Wow! Father, how amazing!

Bradley: I told you to stop with that, it’s gross. Now hand over that special something.

Shopkeeper: Of course, here it is.

Bradley: …The hell is this? Smells super sweet. It’s not booze, is it.

Shopkeeper: It’s a drink made with very sweet, delicious chocolate. Available for a limited time during the festival!

Bradley: So that’s why it’s only for parents with their kids… Can’t even have it with booze. …Here.

White: My, Bradley, are you giving it to me?

Bradley: You’re looking for the Sage, aren’tcha? Then give this to ‘em. Bet they would love this kind of childish drink.

White: Bradley…! My word, you’ve grown up to be such a kind boy… How proud and happy you make me feel!

Bradley: Don’t hug me! If that’s all you need, then hurry up and go.

White: Hohoho, no need to get so embarrassed.

Shopkeeper: Haha, you two get along so well.

White: Indeed, we truly do!

Bradley: What are ya’ even talking ‘bout?

- Card Episode: Close Parent and Child…? -

Akira: Bradley, thank you for that chocolate drink you gave me at the festival the other day. It was very tasty!

Bradley: Oh, so it did end up gettin’ to ya’. Glad ya’ liked it.

Akira: And I heard that at that shop, you and White were mistaken as a parent and his child… Can I ask about your… thoughts? On it?

Bradley: Ya’ think it’s gonna be anythin’ other than that it was the worst? Just how many thousands of years older than me do ya’ think those geezers are?

Akira: Ahaha, you’re right, I might have mixed feelings if that happened to me…

Bradley: And we don’t look related at all. Why did this hafta happen to me…

Akira: Maybe you two seemed to get along as well as a parent and their child. I’m sure the shopkeeper didn’t mean anything by it.

Bradley: If they did, I wouldn’t have forgiven ‘em. Ugh, just thinkin’ about it pisses me off…

Bradley: I’m gonna go back to that shop and shoot it up.

Akira: N-no need for that! You’re wild and youthful and cool, Bradley!

Bradley: Hey, you get it.

Bradley: Fine, for ya’ sake I won’t go destroy that shop.

Akira: (Thank goodness…)

Bradley: Instead, Sage. Buy me a drink tonight, won’tcha?

- Home Screen Voice Line -

I’d rather steal what I want for myself, but… Well, I don’t mind this. I’ll have your chocolate.

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Expressing My Gratitude For You | Heathcliff R Translation

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- The Reason He Chose It -

Akira: Heath, has anything caught your eye yet?

Heathcliff: Master Sage. I actually just bought this flower.

Akira: Woah, what a pretty rose…! I didn’t know they also sold flowers here.

Heathcliff: I thought so too, but the petals are actually all made from chocolate.

Akira: …You’re right! It has that sweet chocolate smell.

Heathcliff: Would you like to try some? I originally picked this out so I could give it to you.

Heathcliff: I hope you like it…

Akira: Really? Thank you so much! Well then, since you’re offering…

Akira: …Yum! It’s milk chocolate! It has this gentle, calming sweetness to it, and also has chocolatey richness. I could keep on eating it forever.

Heathcliff: I’m glad you like it…! Apparently, every flower tastes different, so I was having a lot of trouble deciding which one to give you.

Akira: I see that a lot of thought went into choosing this. Why did you decide on a pink rose?

Heathcliff: …Because pink roses mean “gratitude”. I thought that this flower with this meaning best reflects my feelings.

Heathcliff: Master Sage, thank you for everything. I hope that you’ll continue to support us.

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The Broom That Escapes From Trouble | Shino SR Translation

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- In Pursuit Of The Perfect Castle (1) -

Shino: Is Oz here?

Oz: …What is it.

Shino: I want to ask about your castle. ‘Scuse me.

Oz: …..

Shino: I heard from Shylock that your castle is grand and beautiful and really cool.

Shino: I want to have my own castle one day, so I want to have you talk about it as reference.

Oz: I do not believe that I will be able to tell you what you want to hear.

Shino: No way.

Shino: It’s true that Riquet’s always going on about how you’re bad at talking, but it’s not like you can’t speak at all.

Shino: After all, you replied just now.

Oz: That’s…

Shino: I have some plans for what kind of castle I want it to be, so let me know what you think. First of all…

Shino: Hey, are you listening?

Oz: I am. However, to demand of me to listen to the words of one who has marched into my room uninvited and made himself at home on my sofa…

Shino: That’s because I wanted you to listen. I had to.

Oz: …It appears that nothing I say will sway you. Do as you like.

- In Pursuit Of The Perfect Castle (2) -

Shino: First of all, in my castle, all the rooms will have fireplaces.

Oz: Why?

Shino: So that it’ll be okay if Heath gets lost.

Oz: What does getting lost have to do with the number of fireplaces?

Shino: Sometimes, when we were back in Blanchett and it was cold or rainy, Heath would get worried and come to find me in the woods.

Shino: One day, Heath wandered deep into the forest and got lost during his search.

Shino: And after wandering in a cold place for a long time, Heath caught a cold.

Oz: …..

Shino: Even if Heath did get lost in my castle, I want to make sure he doesn’t catch a cold.

Shino: So that’s why I’ll put fireplaces all around my castle, so he can stay warm. It’s the perfect plan, isn’t it?

Oz: I do not think it can be called perfect.

Shino: What, is there something wrong with it?

Oz: …Perhaps you should first redesign your castle so that your master will not become lost in the first place.

Shino: Now that you point it out… You’re right. I’m glad I decided to ask you about this.

Oz: Anybody else would have said the same. Next time, ask someone else.

Shino: Why? But you gave me advice.

Oz: …It is just as Riquet says. I am not a good talker.

Shino: Really? Then it can only be once in a while, but chat with me again.

Shino: Thanks for today. Bye.

Oz: …I do not think he understood.

- Card Episode: Oz’s Castle, The Castle Of His Dreams -

Akira: Hi there, Shino. Perfect timing.

Shino: Sage. What is it?

Akira: I just had a really lively conversation with everyone about what kind of castles we would like to visit.

Akira: I remembered how you were really interested in castles and wanted to hear your thoughts on it, so I decided to go look for you.

Shino: I… I want to see Oz’s castle.

Akira: You were saying how you’ve never been to Oz’s castle before. Is there anything in particular you’d like to do there?

Shino: I’d search all around the castle and observe just how big it really is.

Shino: And if I found a creepy room while exploring, I’d bring Heath there.

Akira: I feel like Heathcliff would get scared…

Shino: Yeah, and it’s fun to watch him be scared.

Akira: Won’t you two get in a fight after that?

Shino: Probably. But it’ll be fine. You can see the pretty aurora from Oz’s castle, right?

Shino: I’m sure that if he sees that, Heath will forget all about his anger. See? We’ll make up in an instant.

Akira: It’s true that the aurora you can see from Oz’s castle is very beautiful, but…

Shino: Now that we’ve talked about it, I really want to go see it. I’m going to go ask Oz if he can take me there.

Akira: R-right now? Hey, wait up…!

Akira: (That’s Shino for you. Always so quick to act…)

- Home Screen Voice Line -

Oz is the strongest wizard in the world, right? I like that, it sounds super cool. But those Oz buns that were being sold in that Central city were all shaped funny. Is Oz okay with that…?

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If You Slip Through The Door | Murr SR Translation

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- The Headmaster’s Skill (1) -

Cock Robin: Headmaster! Headmaster Murr, where are you?

Murr: Right here!

Cock Robin: Oh, there you are…! Why are you never in your office!?

Murr: ‘Cause it’s boring! You can only really read when there’s no ceiling.

Cock Robin: This is no time to just be reading some book! There’s been an emergency!

Murr: Did the moon come crashing down?

Cock Robin: No, no… There’s this outrageous delinquent. He gets in fights, skips class… He’s too much for us to handle.

Cock Robin: So I’d like it if you could help us. Please stick by that student for an entire day and help him change his ways!

Murr: Sure, that sounds fun!

Cock Robin: How dependable…! He should be in the student council room. I’ll take you to him!

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Murr: You’re the student in question?

Mithra: …What do you mean?

Murr: You’re an outrageous delinquent!

Cock Robin: H-headmaster…!

Mithra: Well, I don’t know… But if that’s what I’m being called, I probably am.

Murr: The teachers want you to change your ways!

Mithra: Can I go home?

Cock Robin: See, he’s always like this…

Murr: Hm. …Well then, Mithra.

Murr: How about a bet?

- The Headmaster’s Skill (2) -

Mithra: A bet…?

Murr: Mithra, you’re probably like a boss cat. Boss cats don’t listen to what lower-ranked cats have to say. But who ever decided you were better than everyone else?

Murr: So let’s compete! Then we’ll know who’s better.

Mithra: I genuinely don’t want to.

Murr: Oh, okay. It’d be embarrassing if you lost, right?

Mithra: …Excuse me?

Murr: It’s okay! I’ll only ever tell people that "Mithra ran away from a fight" in a loud voice!

Mithra: …I’ll do it. What’s the bet?

Murr: Now you’re talking!

Cock Robin: Oh, it’s almost time for my next class…

Murr: You can go. Leave this to me.

Cock Robin: I-I can? Well then, take care…!

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Cock Robin: Oh, I wonder how those two are doing. What should I do if they’re fighting…

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Cock Robin: …? The student council room is sparkling clean?

Murr: Oh! Welcome back, Cock Robin!

Cock Robin: You two… What happened?

Mithra: Our bet.

Murr: We were competing to see who could clean better! I won at sweeping and wiping the floors!

Mithra: But I won at wiping the windows just now.

Murr: There’s nothing else to clean, right? Then next, we’ll… compete to see who can copy the contents of page 10 in your textbook onto another paper the fastest!

Mithra: Sure. I’ll win again, though.

Cock Robin: …He’s made the infamous Mithra, of all people, do that. Our headmaster really is an amazing person…

- Card Episode: Hide-And-Seek Battle -

Akira: Murr, if you were a student at a school, what would you do during recess?

Murr: You can do anything, right? You can play, right?

Murr: Then I’d race you! From one side of the school to the other!

Akira: Y-you can’t run around in the halls. You can outside, though.

Murr: Why? It’s fun because you’re running around in such a cramped space!

Akira: It’s dangerous, you might end up crashing into someone. How about a more quiet game…

Murr: Quiet… Oh, I wanna play hide and seek!

Akira: Good idea. I think there would be a lot of hiding places in a school.

Murr: Yep! Master Sage, where would you hide?

Akira: Me? I think I would be spilling the beans if I told you…

Murr: Ahaha! Master Sage, you’re so smart! You don’t want to give your strategy away, don’tcha?

Murr: Then you’re on, Master Sage. I’m gonna do my best, so you can do your best hiding too.

Akira: Really? I can even hide in my best hiding place…?

Murr: Sure thing! I’m real good at hide-and-seek! You’ll never be able to find my hiding spot.

Akira: Alright then. When the time comes, you’re on.

Akira: (...Wait a minute. If both of us are hiding, then who’s going to be it?)

- Home Screen Voice Line -

How do you do? It’s me, Murr, the mysterious transfer student! Oh, so you’re the one sitting next to me. Life is gonna get a lot more fun starting from today!

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True Love In His Hands | Shylock SSR Translation

ty to anon for the rq and @/rondonorth on twt for raws! translation under the cut!

- When The Cursed Cards Gather (1) -

Akira: All the food stalls are the best part of a festival! There are so many different ones, I’m going to have a lot of trouble choosing which ones to go to…

Shylock: Master Sage.

Shylock: Would you like for me to select something that will match your tastes?

Akira: Shylock. Are you familiar with this festival?

Shylock: No. However, we Western wizards are fans of lively places such as these, so I am rather used to them.

Shylock: And I can assure you that I am most qualified, especially when it comes to selecting drinks.

Akira: That’s true! Then can I ask you to teach me about which ones are the tastiest?

Shylock: Of course, leave it to me.

Murr: Oh, there you are! Master Sage, Shylock!

Akira: Murr? What is it?

Murr: I found a suuuper cool store! Come on! It’s over there!

Akira: Huh? Murr, wait a minute!

Shylock: My, how restless. It cannot be helped - let us take a little detour, shall we?

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Murr: Here, Master Sage!

Akira: A cartomancy shop? I didn’t know there were fortune-telling stalls at festivals. Oh, but there’s nobody running the stall…

Murr: Nope, I run it! It seemed fun so I tried it out!

Akira: You what!?

Murr: Now, Master Sage. I’ll tell you your fortune, so choose some cards! If you choose three, maybe I’ll be able to see your fate!

Akira: That’s sudden! …But it sounds kind of fun.

Akira: Well, since you’re offering… This one first!

Murr: …Well well well. Your first card is the werewolf. Master Sage, choose another card.

Akira: T-that sounds like a scary card. Um… The second one looks like it’s a treasure chest.

Shylock: ‘Werewolf’ and ‘treasure chest’...

Akira: (What’s with the tense atmosphere… Did I choose strange cards?)

Murr: The next one’s the last one. Go ahead, Master Sage.

Akira: The last one is… The moon. Oh, or maybe I should call it the Great Calamity…?

Murr: Oooh, you got super duper lucky! That’s our Master Sage!

Akira: Lucky? So these three cards together must mean something good.

Murr: Who knows? They could be the best, and they could also be the worst.

Akira: Huh?

Shylock: You do have an undeniably important role.

Shylock: The cards you collected are all cards of curses. If things continue as is, you will be affected by the curse of the wolf.

Akira: C-curse!?

- When The Cursed Cards Gather (2) -

Akira: That can’t be… All I did was choose some cards, how could I be cursed?

Shylock: …Is what some silly rumors say.

Akira: Rumors?

Shylock: It is said that in the past, a person who was in possession of these three cards became terribly lucky, in accordance with the treasure chest card.

Shylock: However, perhaps as a price for all of their luck, they became a werewolf on a beautiful moonlit night. That is the rumor.

Akira: I see… So that’s why I’ll be ‘cursed by the wolf’.

Murr: I’ll tell you a little secret! It’s really rare to choose all three of those cards!

Shylock: Yes, and that is all there is to it. Please do not worry yourself over it.

Akira: (Maybe it’s like an urban legend from my world…)

Akira: So there’s no curse, right? I’m glad…

Shylock: Let us forget this - it is all terribly dull. Instead, we should enjoy the Flower Festival. Murr, please do close this stall of yours.

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Akira: You really spooked me when you brought up a curse out of nowhere.

Shylock: My, did I give you a fright?

Akira: A little. But the fortune-telling was fun!

Akira: And if the curse is just a rumor, then maybe my gathering of the rare cards just means I’m lucky. I’d like to think about it positively…

Shylock: What a wonderful mindset. I too do not dislike thinking of sudden occurrences as good fortune.

Akira: Well, it is a festival, after all! Look, the arch of rainflowers is so pretty. I wish I could show this to everyone else back at the manor…

Shylock: Yes, I truly agree. I am also delighted that I am able to see you enjoying yourself, Master Sage.

Murr: Master Saaaage!

Akira: Eek, Murr! Did you finish closing up your shop?

Murr: Mhm, all done! So I came to see whether you’ve turned into a wolf yet, Master Sage!

Akira: …That’s just a rumor, right? Please don’t try to scare me.

Murr: Really? Do you really, really think so? Even after you touch your head?

Akira: Head? What, is there something wrong with my hea…

Akira: …What in the world!? There’s something fluffy!

Murr: Ahaha! Wolf ears look real good on you, Master Sage!

Akira: WOLF EARS!?

Shylock: Yes, they are utterly adorable.

Akira: So was the curse real!? But the moon isn’t out yet, so why…

Murr: If you’re gonna be a werewolf, maybe you’ll grow a tail too!

Shylock: Perhaps. If that is so, I’m sure that they will grow quite the adorable tail.

Akira: I don’t want to grow a tail! And if I have to grow one, I’d rather it be a cat’s…

Shylock: I have never heard of a cat’s curse…

Akira: Shylock, I don’t want to turn into a wolf. Do you know how to remove this curse?

Shylock: Why, of course I do. But before that, Master Sage - may I ask you a question?

Shylock: Why do you not wish to become an animal?

- When The Cursed Cards Gather (3) -

Akira: Well…

Shylock: If you are to become a wolf, you can live life guided only by instinct. Perhaps that sort of life will be able to bring you much more joy.

Shylock: After all, life as Master Sage is at times busy, at times slightly stiff and formal. Is it not a hassle?

Akira: It’s true that there are a lot of difficulties… But I like the way I currently am.

Murr: Really? Why?

Akira: I want to continue to build trust with all of the wizards. As the current me.

Akira: So it’d be troubling to have to turn into a wolf. If I become one, I’ll have to have Owen translate for me whenever I want to speak to anybody.

Murr: Ooh, that’s too much work! I hate having to do too much work!

Akira: Shylock, Murr. Please teach me how to remove this curse.

Shylock: …It is all a lie.

Akira: Huh?

Murr: Your ears are because of my magic, not a curse! You surprised?

Akira: So there really isn’t a curse…

Shylock: It was all but a prank by Murr. The ears are no longer there.

Shylock: I had noticed, but you were much too adorable in all your bewilderment. I could not help but aid him.

Akira: O-oh, so that’s what it was… What a relief…!

Murr: It was fun, wasn’t it? Okay, I’m gonna go play some more now!

Akira: (So he didn’t close up his shop…)

Shylock: I am terribly sorry for all that, Master Sage.

Akira: It’s okay. It surprised me a little, but I’m glad that nothing came of it…

Shylock: However, your words just now were most passionate and wonderful.

Shylock: They were enough to make me glad that I had assisted Murr in his prank.

Akira: R-really? I just said what I thought, though.

Shylock: Even if you were to truly become a wolf, I would continue to stay by you, Master Sage.

Akira: Shylock…

Shylock: I replied with some passionate words of my own. Thoughts?

Akira: Y-you made my heart pound… A lot…

Shylock: My, how honest. …Master Sage, may I ask something of you?

Akira: You can, what is it?

Shylock: Would you let me escort you through the Flower Festival? I ask again, as my mischievous spirit did get the better of me earlier.

Shylock: After all, this is a special day where you gathered those three cards. I implore you to let me be a part of those special memories of yours.

Akira: Yes, of course! Even though it’s a festival, I haven’t had any tasty food or drinks yet.

Akira: Please help me make some fun memories perfect for this special day, Shylock.

- Card Episode: The Best Way To Spend It -

Akira: The Flower Festival was so nice, wasn’t it.

Shylock: Yes, I am very glad that it all worked out.

Akira: That reminds me, you told me that Western wizards are used to festivals and other lively places.

Akira: Did you have a best way to spend or enjoy the festival?

Shylock: Hm, let me see… I myself am a fan of enjoying it with a glass of flower wine.

Shylock: But I believe that stating that it is the “best way” would be rather tactless of me.

Akira: Really?

Shylock: The flower festival is a festival in which you wish for the abundance of love and happiness. The ways in which this love and happiness is expressed must differ from person to person.

Shylock: And so to admire the rainflowers or to enjoy flower wine… Even to try all the foods from the stalls.

Shylock: If it brings you joy, then is it not also your own best way?

Akira: I see… There sure are a lot of different ways to enjoy a festival.

Shylock: Master Sage - to you, are the memories made at the Flower Festivals happy ones?

Akira: Mhm! It was very pretty and I had a lot of fun.

Shylock: Then you must have spent it in your own best way.

Shylock: I too enjoyed myself to the fullest in your company, Master Sage.

- Home Screen Voice Line -

To devote the rest of your life to a Western wizard... do not come crying to me when you realize you’ve been deceived. …My, you believed me? How utterly adorable.

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The Memories In His Hands | Oz R Translation

translation under the cut and ty to anon for the rq!

- Gentle Memories Of The Snowball -

Oz: …..

Akira: (It’s Oz. I wonder what he’s doing all by himself…)

Oz: …..

Akira: (Is he looking at the forest? …Oh! Maybe I’ll try spooking him.)

Akira: (Ball up the snow like so… I wonder what Oz is like when he’s surprised.)

Akira: (Carefully creep close, and…)

Oz: …..

Akira: (Okay, here should be good… Take that!)

Oz: …Who goes there.

Akira: Oh…!

“—Smack.”

Oz: …..

Akira: (It hit his face…!)

Akira: I am so, so sorry!! I was only planning for it to hit your shoulder…

Oz: …..

Oz: Vox Nox.

Akira: Wait, huh, Oz!?

Akira: (All the snow around me is gathering together so quickly! Did I make him angry!?)

Akira: W-wait—

Akira: (The giant clump of snow…! I-It’s going to hit me!!)

“Boom.”

Akira: Woah, it exploded!? …Wait a second…

Akira: The snow is sparkling as it falls… So pretty…

Akira: Oz, is this…

Oz: …Sage. I see that you sometimes act as a young child does.

Oz: Arthur had once tried to frighten me as you just did.

Akira: (I just tried to spook him a little… I didn’t think I would get to see Oz with such a kind expression on his face…)

Oz: If you wish it, next time I shall use all my power.

Akira: Oh, n-no need to use all your power…! I am so, so sorry, I won’t fool around anymore…!

Oz: …?

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Awakening The Legend Of The Chalk Castle Chapter 10 | Event Story Translation

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Arthur: Oh! Master Oz!

Akira: Oz…!

Oz eventually emerges from the castle as it crumbles away.

He walks towards us donning pure white, his appearance noble and perhaps even holy.

I start running over to him, but stop in my tracks. The mere sight of him was so venerable and holy that I felt that I could not carelessly approach.

Arthur: Master Oz, you’re safe!

Oz: The castle has been purified. The mission is over.

Lennox: This snow… What exactly did you do?

Oz: To ensure that the magical beasts never return, I turned it to ice then shattered it, then turned it into grains of snow.

Snow: Hohoho. As expected of Oz, how terrible.

Elmer: …..

Elmer takes a look up at the sky. His gaze was gentle and much calmer than earlier.

He didn’t move for a while - it looked almost as though he was quietly conversing with the sky.

Oz: …One day, this castle will melt away. These lands will return to what it was before.

Oz speks to Elmer.

Or perhaps they were words not meant for any one particular person. But to me, they sounded like words for Elmer.

Elmer: …As the manager, you have my thanks. Now the residents’ lives can return to normal.

Elmer: The ones who have done this for us are all of you…

Elmer: And, Oz. You.

Oz: …..

Elmer: The Oz I know is brutal, is in solitude. But the true you? You are surrounded by other wizards.

Elmer: Above all, I was surprised that you were with others. More surprised than when I learned you didn’t have the body of a leopard or fangs.

Elmer: I’m sure nobody will believe me if I tell them about this, but…

Elmer: I will never forget what I felt here today - I’ll engrave it into my memory. After all, I saw the true Oz with my own two eyes.

As if to organize his own thoughts, Elmer says the words carefully.

Akira: (I wonder what he thought when he saw the true Oz…)

Not all the legends he had grown up hearing are untrue. In the past, Oz was in solitude, he was brutal, and he had tried to conquer the world.

The wizard Oz, with the same power the legends speak of, capable of easily erasing a giant castle. Yet he is not what the legends say he is.

I did not know if Elmer now admired Oz even more, or if he was disappointed by the truth.

But Elmer looks up at Oz with somewhat of a relieved expression on his face.

Elmer: I’ll continue living here as I always have.

Elmer: Even if the castle isn’t here, these lands have many things the legendary Oz has left behind. And to protect that is the duty of my family.

Oz: …..

Oz doesn’t say a word. He stands silently as the snow falls, and it starts to pile up on his hair, his shoulders, his eyelashes.

At a loss for words, I watch him. The beautiful, mystical Oz, so far from the heinous Oz of legend.

Snow: You have my gratitude for all of your hard work, Oz.

Arthur: Now, let us return, Master Oz!

Oz: …Alright.

Shylock: Farewell, young manager. We shall leave the rest to you.

Elmer: Thank you all. I’ll tell all of the residents about you.

Elmer: That Oz, the Sage, and their wizards. They all set foot on these lands.

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Shino: How long is it gonna keep snowing?

Shylock: It must be temporary, so it should stop eventually. I do not know when, though.

Snow: But because of it, you can feel as though you are in the Northern Country.

Owen: I was tired of all the lukewarm air, so this is nice. It’s kind of hard to see where I’m going, though.

Akira: That’s true, this seems harder to fly through compared to when it’s sunny… But the view is so nice!

After our mission was completed at the Lair of Oz, Snow suggested that we fly back to the manor by broom.

On top of Oz’s broom, I look down at where the castle used to be.

Akira: (Now that I have a birds-eye-view, you can clearly see that there’s empty space where the castle was. It’s really gone…)

Perhaps under this sky, Elmer is still looking up at the castle. The past castle of dreams, now turned into grains of snow.

Shino: What’s Oz’s real castle like? It’s not like that one which was ruins, right?

Arthur: Yes, the atmosphere is different. It’s a large, magnificent, dignified castle. It is like Master Oz himself.

Shino: Large and magnificent… I like that. I would like it even more if it had treasure.

Cain: Haha, you’re real curious about Oz’s castle, aren’tcha? How about we all go sometime?

Snow: What a marvelous idea! We shall have a house party at Oz’s castle.

Lennox: A house party…

Shylock: My, the mere thought of it puts me in a cold sweat.

Owen: Central wizards, always so happy-go-lucky…

Akira: (Their reactions are all so different.)

While some plan the party excitedly, others tremble with fear. The owner of the castle in question keeps a cool face and pointedly ignores the rest of the group.

Oz: Sage. Take this.

Akira: …Hm? Is this a scarf?

What Oz gave me was a fluffy pure white scarf. He appears to have made it with his magic.

Oz: You must be cold. Put it on.

Akira: Thank you so much! You must be cold too, Oz. Do you want me to wrap it around both of us?

Oz: …I am a wizard. The cold does not affect me.

Oz stares forward in the face of cold winds. I wrap the scarf around my neck and savor its soft warmth.

The powerful, merciless symbol of terror. That is only one side of the wizard known as Oz.

Akira: (...Oz. I want to tell people, too. Tell them new stories of you.)

Not teaching terrifying legends of him; instead, telling stories of the kind, caring, and brave wizard known as Oz.

How he warmed others instead of harming them. That there was a Northern wizard like that at the Magic Manor.

Akira: (To me, you are more than just the Demon King.)

Akira: (You are a precious, irreplaceable friend.)

And to make sure these feelings and memories do not fade away in the centuries or millenniums to come…

I will form them into words and record them in the Sage’s Book. That is both my wish and my duty.

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Awakening The Legend Of The Chalk Castle Chapter 9 | Event Story Translation

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Shino: The wall moved again.

Lennox: I can hear the ground rumbling. It’s coming this way.

Shylock: The magic power of this place is increasing. Perhaps the magical beasts’ awakening is near.

Snow: It seems to be so. We should retreat from this castle.

Snow: Oz, I shall leave the rest to you.

Akira: Wait! How could we leave Oz alone in a place where he’s in danger…

Oz: Just who do you think you are speaking to?

With a silent flourish of his sleeve, Oz’s staff materializes in his hand. He raises it slightly and his heavy cape sways despite the lack of wind.

Oz: Escape before this castle crumbles to the ground.

Snow: Oz is most impatient. We shall be erased along with the castle if we do not make haste!

Shino: Sage, get on my broom!

Shino easily jumps onto his broom and holds out his right hand to me.

I grab onto it right away and he pulls with surprising strength.

Shino: Hold on tight. And don’t look up, if you hit the ceiling your head is gonna fly right off.

Akira: Okay…!

Lennox: Elmer, can you fly? If you’re having trouble, you can come on my broom.

Elmer: A-alright.

Shylock: Inviebelle.

As Shylock chants his spell, a phosphorescent butterfly flutters about in the darkness.

Sparkling gold dust falls from it and illuminates the beautiful side profile of Shylock observing our path. His face was set in a nervous frown.

Shylock: My butterfly will guide us to the exit. Let us follow it.

Cain: Got it! Let’s go!

Before Oz has the chance to turn back to look at us, the brooms set off at extraordinary speeds towards the exit.

The walls try to block us, squirming to and fro. It’s almost as though we’re inside of some organ.

Cain: To the left!

Shino: !

Akira: Yikes!

After Cain’s words, the wall on the right jumps out at us. Shino easily spins his broom around and avoids impact.

Cain: Next, the right!

The second we allow ourselves to relax, the wall on the left begins to fall down on us. We manage to make it out just in time, but we lose sight of Shylock’s butterfly.

Shino: Damnit, where’d it go?

Lennox: The left path. There’s still gold dust.

Even in times like these, Lennox remains calm. He observes his surroundings carefully and keeps his broom steady, controlling it in whichever way is best fit for the current situation.

Akira: (And even though I’m with him, Shino hasn’t slowed down at all.)

But he is not being careless by any means.

In order to make sure I am not thrown off by centrifugal force, he’s cutting down on any unnecessary movement. It shows just how good he is at guessing what route he will need to take.

Shino: Sage, your head’s still attached, huh.

Akira: Yep, all thanks to you! …Eep!

Cain: Akira!

In that instant, one of the tree roots that had snaked up the walls suddenly grows and grabs at me.

Shino: Matztzah Sudipas!

The second it wraps itself around my arm like some sort of tentacle, Shino’s scythe slashes right through it and the root falls to the ground in pieces.

Akira: T-thank you so much, I was about to be dragged right off…

Cain: Geez, so the wall and the roots were partners in crime?

Owen: Ahaha, it even has proper security. Maybe I’ll live here.

Lennox: I think it would be difficult. Master Oz said he would destroy the castle, after all.

Shino: What a pain. I’m gonna cut all of it.

Akira: Huh? Ahh!

Snow: Shino, bad boy! If you are to spin your scythe around in such a narrow hallway, you will end up beheading us!

Arthur: Master Snow, there’s a wall coming from behind us!

Snow: My, what a bothersome castle. How similar to a certain someone…

Snow spins around on his broom and moves in front of us to take the lead.

Snow: I am left with no choice. I shall open up the shortest path we can take.

Snow: Noscomnia.

Akira: Oh…!

The second Snow chants his spell, I hear an explosion and my field of vision opens up.

Light shines in and I squint against its brightness. As if we are being sucked out, we fly into the outside world.

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Oz: …They have left.

Oz: No matter how many stone and roots are used to fortify your armor, this grand building is built on sand. It is but the aftermath of disembodied thought.

Oz: Perished magical beasts, go to sleep. …A deep sleep, such that you shall never wake again.

Oz: Vox Nox.

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Shylock: …How incredible of you, Master Snow. To think you would destroy the wall and carve out a path to the exit.

Snow: ‘Tis quicker that way. I am glad that we have all made it out safely.

Akira: Ahaha…

Akira: (Maybe Oz got his impatience from Snow…)

After managing to escape thanks to Snow’s magic, we stare up at the castle while waiting for Oz’s return.

Cain: I wonder if Oz is doing okay…

Arthur: It is Master Oz, I am sure he is just fine. He will come back to us unharmed.

Akira: I think so too. If it’s Oz, then he’ll…

Shylock: My, this is…

That instant. I realize something strange.

The ruins of the old castle become bathed in light, and the outer walls become white as snow.

Shino: What?

Lennox: I don’t know, but it’s almost as though snow has piled up. The entire castle is shimmering like a crystal…

Eventually, the light bursts.

Akira: Oh… the castle…

Like a sugar candy melting away, the castle quietly crumbles to the ground.

The rubble bursts into dancing clouds of silver dust. Slowly, as if sharing the remnants of former glory.

It feels strange, like waking from a dream at dawn. A beautiful, tear-invoking sight.

Elmer: The castle…

Elmer holds his hands out as though begging. A grain of white falls onto his palm.

What stands before us is a snowscape. The snow, falling silently, covers everything in white.

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Awakening The Legend Of The Chalk Castle Chapter 8 | Event Story Translation

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As if honed in on him, the walls close in from both sides in their attempt to crush Oz.

With a cold expression, Oz raises his hand, stopping the walls with his magic. The entire hall makes a creaking sound as if struggling to move.

Arthur: Are you alright, Master Oz!?

Oz: This is nothing.

Lennox: You’re right. This castle just now tried to attack Oz…

Akira: (So that’s why…)

Our prediction turns out to be true. The attacks that we had endured since entering this castle had all been directed at Oz.

Owen: So this was all to harass Oz, wasn��t it.

Oz: …..

Owen: I wonder how much pain they must have went through if they still want revenge, even though you killed them so long ago.

Owen: I wonder just how much they hated Oz as their lives slipped away. This place is a castle of revenge, made entirely out of the hate of pathetic, stupid beasts.

Owen: It’s timeless harassment. I like it, I think I could get along with them.

Cain: You really shouldn’t be impressed by that…

Lennox: But it’s just as Owen says. If we stay here, Oz will be attacked again, and we’ll get roped into it.

Arthur: Then we should not stay for long - it is dangerous. Master Oz, let us leave at once.

Oz: You leave first. I will go later.

Akira: Oz…?

Oz stares stonily into the darkness. The damp air grows tense.

Oz: This castle is still in it’s ‘egg’ state. That is why it has not yet used any strong attacks.

Oz: But an egg will not forever remain unhatched. If left alone, its power will grow, and there is a chance that those nameless magical beasts will return.

Oz: The best course of action is to purify these lands by destroying this castle. Before a fatal mistake is made.

Elmer: …You’re going to destroy the castle?

Elmer’s eyes open wide and he shakes his head in disbelief. He seems both confused and surprised.

Elmer: Is this castle truly such an evil thing? Did it come into being only to hurt you…?

Oz: …What do you mean.

Elmer: I always wanted to become Oz. I wanted strong magical powers like yours.

Elmer: While I polished that fang I had dug out, I told it stories of you. Stories of the cannibal in his castle of treasures.

Elmer weakly holds out his shaking hand to Oz.

Elmer: A strong castle of destruction, one so large it can pierce even the clouds… I spoke of a dream I would never be able to make come true.

Elmer: Perhaps that fang simply made that dream come true in the form of this castle. Little cowardly me’s dream…

I can easily imagine Elmer diligently, patiently polishing a fang out of admiration and reverence.

Perhaps on his face is a smile - after all, the fang in his hands is the same thing as a fragment of his dream.

Oz: When you call it a ‘castle’, it sounds good - but do not let yourself be deceived. This is simply a place haunted by those beasts’ thoughts.

Elmer: Even so! To me, this is the castle of my dreams. The home of the legendary Oz, feared by all, whose stories I was told instead of being sung lullabies!

Oz: …..

He replies with earnest, as if he was protecting his last embers in a blizzard.

Akira: (Even though at first he was trying to erase this castle because of his position as the manager…)

Akira: (But maybe that’s not the only reason he entered this castle.)

His longing for Oz, like burning desire. I thought perhaps that was what convinced him to take his first step towards the entrance.

Snow: And so you say we should leave it be?

Snow: This is not a castle of dreams. It is but a gathering place of lingering thoughts left by monsters of old. If they return, these lands shall become barren once more.

Snow: They devour humans and wizards alike. When that time comes, will you be able to protect the people of these lands?

Elmer: That… I…

Snow: You must be spellbound by this castle, for you have spent much too long within the confines of its walls.

Snow: Without power, a wish holds no meaning. You do not hold the power Oz does that could be used to exterminate any returned beasts.

Snow’s words, spoken in his innocent childlike voice, make Elmer mumble and falter.

Suddenly Shylock, who had been listening quietly, takes a step forward.

Shylock: Master Snow, he is but a young wizard. Let us leave it at that.

Snow: Oh, do not speak of me as if I am some bully. ‘Tis simply some welcomed, very helpful advice from the elderly.

Shylock: Of course. But his way of thinking is quite nice as well, is it not? A young wizard’s dream, made come true by some entity neither human nor wizard.

Shylock: It is a storybook miracle.

Akira: Miracle…?

Shylock: Yes. Creating a building similar to Oz’s castle, changing the outfits of those who enter…

Shylock: It is almost as if someone has imitated his ideals, trying to make them a reality.

A pleasant smile makes its way onto Shylock’s face, as if he is telling a fairytale.

Shylock: Perhaps one day monsters will emerge from this castle. But for now, we do not know what the future holds. If so…

Shylock: Why not think of it as a miracle, if not only for this moment? That the dreams of a young wizard and the thoughts of magical beasts of old have made a curious connection.

Akira: (Shylock…)

Some people may think of that as a nice way of looking at things, others may think his interpretation is like a play on words. Everyone has their own way of seeing it.

For this moment in time, while we remain unaware of the truth, we are free to create our own stories. Even if it is but a fleeting pipe dream, just for now.

Oz: …It is difficult to understand how you Western Wizards think…

Oz: But you are free to think what you would like. I do not particularly care.

Arthur: …I understand why you would admire Master Oz and his strength. I do as well.

Arthur: But Elmer. I would love for you to learn about the true Master Oz. Master Oz is not the Demon King or monster the legends say he is.

Arthur: He does not have ten tails or fangs or the body of a leopard. Above all, he is one wizard with much kindness in his heart.

Elmer: …..

Elmer silently listens to Arthur’s straightforward wish.

There must have never been someone who spoke of Oz with such earnest before. I could feel his uncertainty.

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Awakening The Legend Of The Chalk Castle Chapter 7 | Event Story Translation

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Elmer: There was damage done around here as well. Buildings fell, the earth split, and a part of the lair collapsed.

Perhaps he was reliving that disastrous time - his voice falters as if in pain. I feel a pang of sadness.

Elmer: Of course, I worked to help the people. I saved the injured, stopped landslides, repaired the buildings…

Elmer: …But I am not Oz.

Elmer: With magical power weak as mine, there was no possible way that I could save everyone. I was powerless…

Arthur: …Do not blame yourself. You did all you could.

Arthur: And to do so is an action only the brave are capable of. You are not powerless in the slightest.

Arthur’s voice is full of compassion as he speaks for all of us.

But Elmer shakes his head from side to side, an expression of frustration on his face.

Elmer: That… That is what I wanted to believe. That I had done all I could, that the fact I didn’t turn tail and flee was good enough…

Elmer: …But that was when I found it. A fang of Oz.

Cain: Oz’s fang?

Elmer: Yes, there were many of them. They must be fangs that Oz had left behind - I found them under the collapsed lair.

Shino: Fangs are everywhere in the forest. It’s probably just some animal tooth.

Elmer: It is not a common animal’s tooth! It had strong magical power and shone as a mana stone would.

Elmer: That fang fascinated me. Though I am weak, perhaps if that fang became part of me, I would be able to become like Oz.

Akira: (But that most likely isn’t Oz’s fang.)

Akira: (Because the Oz that he admires so much… He’s right here.)

Oz: …..

The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I swallow them back down. To him, in his want of power, those beautiful, shining, mysterious fangs must have appeared to be Oz’s.

Arthur: What did you do with that fang? …Did you swallow it?

Elmer: …I didn’t. I debated whether or not to for a while, but I wasn’t able to do even that.

Elmer: Perhaps it would have given me strong magical power. But what if I paid the price and became like Oz - a terrifying beast? The mere thought scared me.

Elmer: Instead, I…

Cain: What did you do?

Elmer: …I held it up to the moon. I polished it with my magic out of respect for Oz.

Elmer: The fang in the moon’s light was truly beautiful. I prepared a box worthy of holding it and then buried it all in the soil.

Elmer: And then… The next morning, this castle had appeared.

Is such a thing even possible? It sounds so unbelievable that I find myself at a loss for words.

Elmer: It’s all because of my weakness of mind! This wouldn’t have happened if I had just swallowed it…!

Lennox: That is not weakness of mind. It’s self-preservation.

Lennox: It is not any regular fang if it created this castle. If you had swallowed it, who knows what could have happened to you. You made a good decision.

Elmer: …..

In the face of Lennox’s honest words, Elmer’s eyelashes quiver and he hangs his head.

Snow: ‘Tis exactly as Lennox says. None would have been able to predict events such as these.

Snow: Yet if there were a large amount of fangs buried here… It must mean that many creatures baring those fangs were slain here long ago.

Snow: There are not many capable of accomplishing such feats. It must be the work of a wizard such as Oz with strong magical power.

Oz: …..

Snow: Oz, can you say with utmost certainty that you have no recollection of this place?

Elmer: …Oz?

Elmer follows Snow’s gaze and looks up at Oz, a dazed expression on his face.

Elmer: I heard that Oz wore white clothes, just like the clothes that you happen to be wearing.

Owen’s mouth forms a mocking smile.

Owen: You’re right. With his white clothes, he’s like a snow leopard, and he has so many fangs that they almost don’t all fit in his mouth.

Elmer: Yes… A monster, with ten snake-like tails… That is the Demon King Oz…

Shino: No, you’re wrong. The real Oz is right in front of you.

Elmer: …!? No, it can’t be…

Elmer’s gaze flits to and fro in his surprise - he must find it hard to believe. Meanwhile, Oz slowly opens his mouth to speak.

Oz: I do recall… in the past, I did come across some magical beasts with that appearance.

Oz: Nameless creatures with fur white as snow, sharp fangs, and snake-like tails.

Snow: Come again?

Oz: My memory of them is not clear… But I do remember they would form packs in barren lands and devour all that came across them, wizards and humans.

Oz: I too was attacked by them when I went to those lands, but I vaguely recall exterminating them all with magic.

Oz looks around at all of us as if to tug at the threads of his memory.

Oz: …I believe the creatures were creating a lair. A lair with tree roots in every part of it.

Cain: Tree roots? Same as this castle!

Snow: Oh, Oz, why did you not recall such important memories earlier!

Oz: They are insignificant memories. And I require time to recall them.

Shino: So defiant.

Shylock: You see, the key to a long life is to forget from time to time.

Snow: White-furred magical beasts…

Snow: Now that I am reminded of them, I do recall their existence. Why, their beauty caught one’s attention, but they were quite vicious.

Akira: Really?

Snow: Indeed. Which does mean it took place in these lands.

Snow: Oz and the beasts met here. The people must have mixed details of the beasts and Oz together in their telling of stories.

Shylock: That could very well be true. The features of a nameless beast changing into that of the Demon King Oz’s throughout years upon years of a legend being told.

Shylock: After all, the beasts were vicious; worthy of being called a symbol of terror. They must have matched the peoples’ image of Oz rather well.

Elmer: So you are truly Oz… Then what is that fang I buried…?

Snow: ‘Tis the fang of the magic beast. If they truly lived here in their packs, built a lair, and were destroyed here as well, then it would be understandable as to why you were able to find so many.

Snow: And the reason for the current state of affairs is not Oz’s magic; ‘tis the affects of the Great Calamity coming so close.

Snow: Thoughts of Oz must have lingered in the fang. We were, after all, attacked by the walls when we entered this castle.

Cain: !

Arthur: Master Oz!

At that very moment, the wall behind Oz moves.

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