Intervallo III: Yield My Flesh to Claim Their Bones/Story Episodes
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It's been a while since we entered the T Corp. Backstreets…
The deeper we go into the Backstreets, the world outside the bus
becomes increasingly colorless.
Heathcliff, who's been looking out the window for a while, suddenly furrows his brow.
The first thing we noticed the moment we disembarked the bus was a crowd of swordsmen,
all garbed in black cloaks, engaged in a fierce battle.
One side was loud and bustling while the other side was quiet and somber.
Perhaps the latter side was losing…
What could we possibly have to gain from this?
We brought the wounded woman aboard the bus.
Vergilius was none to happy about it, but…
I'm pretty confident in my decision.
I will see this through to the end.
… Looks like she's waking up.
When we returned to the bus, an oddly familiar yet previously unacquainted person was waiting for us.
If she was wearing a blue uniform, a slightly different looking vest…
she would have reminded me of some people we've met before.
Why did Vergilius let her board the bus?
I'm not sure how this is related to retrieving the Golden Boughs,
but I'm starting to feel that none of us really have much say in the matter anyway.
It seemed to me that Vergilius already knew where we were headed.
What was the point in not telling us and letting us go through a roundabout route?
Aeng-du is cutting enemies down left and right
in her desperate search for the mentor… this Bamboo-hatted Kim.
I'm pretty sure her wounds are far from healed…
I suppose she's just that determined.
It makes me wonder, though. What was Bamboo-hatted Kim like?
Thick, hazy gloom. Burning wrath.
My head spins from the sheer intensity of these overwhelming sensations.
Why am I sensing the Peccatula here…?
And…
These sensations are far stronger than what I usually feel from these Peccatula…!
We finally arrived at the top floor of the building, the 6th floor.
There, a nervous-looking man was checking his pocket watch.
He carries a long sword and wears a nasty scowl…
This guy has to be the leader of the gang of Kurokumo Clan henchmen we've defeated along the way.
We finally came face-to-face with Aeng'du's mentor.
Cold blue light from his eye seeps past the crack of a slanted bamboo hat.
… He won't go down without a fight.
Main article: A Blade Fiend's Fathoms/Floor 1
5.5-13: District 20 Backstreets
The deeper we go into the Backstreets, the world outside the bus
becomes increasingly colorless.
Heathcliff, who's been looking out the window for a while, suddenly furrows his brow.
5.5-14: Strife
all garbed in black cloaks, engaged in a fierce battle.
One side was loud and bustling while the other side was quiet and somber.
Perhaps the latter side was losing…
What could we possibly have to gain from this?
Pre-Battle
Post-Battle
5.5-15: Lineage of Blades
Vergilius was none to happy about it, but…
I'm pretty confident in my decision.
I will see this through to the end.
… Looks like she's waking up.
Pre-Battle
Speaker | Dialogue | |
---|---|---|
|
??? |
Where…? |
|
RYŌSHŪ |
T.B.[1] |
|
HONG LU |
Welcome to the bus~ And oh, we are— |
|
??? |
An Odachi…?! Hah! |
|
??? |
Identify yourselves! Are you with the Kurokumo Clan?! |
|
RYŌSHŪ |
No. |
|
SINCLAIR |
Uh, so, we're— |
|
??? |
Then why does that woman wield an Odachi?! |
|
RYŌSHŪ |
Tsk. She will not listen. We should kill her. |
|
DANTE |
<Ryōshū!> |
|
RYŌSHŪ |
She pisses me off for two reasons. |
|
RYŌSHŪ |
One. She refused to listen, making this conversation longer than it needed to be. |
|
RYŌSHŪ |
Two. She dared to compare their… scrap metals to my blade. |
|
RYŌSHŪ |
Is there any reason for me *not* to proceed with her O.O.F, Clock? |
|
DANTE |
<Yeah, there is! She can't tell us anything if she's dead.> |
|
RYŌSHŪ |
…Tsk. |
|
??? |
I-I suppose your blade is not exactly like theirs… Your uniform is certainly different. |
|
??? |
And you… who might you be? You certainly wear a rather loud timepiece… Are you unable to communicate otherwise? |
|
YI SANG |
They are our manager. Their vocalizations will not reach your ears. |
|
??? |
… Hm. |
|
??? |
… I recognize the scent your voice carries. It's… familiar. |
|
YI SANG |
Even in the Districts that I have resided in have I not met fellows who speak as I do… |
|
??? |
Speak as you do, indeed. Yet I sense familiarity in your choice of verbiage. |
|
??? |
You must be from District 19… S Corp., are you? |
|
YI SANG |
… Though I have fled, that is where I hail from. |
|
??? |
I see… so you have also left your home behind. |
|
??? |
My compatriots oft share the same fate as we do. |
|
YI SANG |
My name is Yi Sang. I have operated on the wounds you have suffered. |
|
??? |
Ah… So I have acted with such brutishness despite your kindness—please, accept my apologies. |
|
Aeng-du |
Call me Aeng-du. I am a Salsu from the Lineage that deals in Blades. |
|
RODION |
Ooh… Dante, maybe we can leave the talking to Yi Sang this time? |
|
DANTE |
<Mhm, looks like we can sit back and let him handle this.> |
|
Aeng-du |
If you are from District 19, S Corp. territory… then you must be aware of who we are. |
|
YI SANG |
I am somewhat aware, though I am far from acquainted with tales from the streets. |
|
YI SANG |
I have heard that the Blade Lineage is bound to no master, no land; yet whence do you flee? |
|
Aeng-du |
It is a tale far too long to be shared in full. All I may divulge is that we had no choice but to seek a territory for us to thrive in. |
|
YI SANG |
Perhaps there is aught that we could do to assist, should you deign to impart us the particulars of your pursuers. |
|
Aeng-du |
……. |
|
Aeng-du |
Mm, if you and your fellows were skilled enough to defeat this group of foes… then all of you must be quite capable. |
|
Aeng-du |
Kurokumo Clan has put a bounty on our heads. Our mentor, my fellows… all of us. |
|
HEATHCLIFF |
Hold on, this ain't just any other strife, then…? That sounds more personal than your usual turf war. |
|
Aeng-du |
… As it has always been, District 19 is fraught with corruption and disturbance to the lives of the public. |
|
Aeng-du |
There is very little that us men and women of the blade, who seek naught else but to train and walk the path of martial arts, can do to change the Wing now known as 'Salpippyeo Agroindustries'… or S Corp. |
|
Aeng-du |
As the old saying goes… what other choice does a monk who abhors his temple have but to leave it behind? Thus we have departed from our home. |
|
YI SANG |
So the people of S Corp. suffer still. |
|
Aeng-du |
We had departed in search of a new home… yet it was no easy journey. |
|
Aeng-du |
Most territories have already been made home by others; in order for us to settle, conflict was unavoidable. |
|
Aeng-du |
In the midst of those conflicts, I have the memory of our mentor bringing us an… 'invitation'. An invitation to enter a 'Library' of sorts. |
|
Vergilius |
……. |
|
YI SANG |
You 'have the memory'… Quite an odd way to phrase your own recollections. |
|
Aeng-du |
Mm. We arrived at the Library, hoping to escape the Kurokumo Clan's clutches… |
|
Aeng-du |
… but all we had done was to lead ourselves into just another field of battle. We were handily defeated. |
|
Aeng-du |
Then, all of a sudden, we found ourselves stranded in the Backstreets of T Corp. upon our waking. The bizarreness of such an experience can only be described by an expression just as odd. |
|
Aeng-du |
… Ah! Mentor Bamboo-hatted Kim! |
|
Aeng-du |
I believe that our mentor remains there still…! We must make haste to Yong-jin Building! |
|
YI SANG |
Be not so hasty! Such wild movements may tear the wounds that I have— |
|
Aeng-du |
Kagh… |
|
RODION |
Huhh?! W-what the heck! Is she dead? |
|
FAUST |
It is no surprise that a sudden rise in blood pressure in lieu of blood supply would cause one to faint. She has merely lost her consciousness. |
|
RODION |
Phew… |
|
ISHMAEL |
You were right, manager. She did have some useful intel for us. |
|
OUTIS |
Yong-jin Building… I suppose we have some business there, then. |
|
DANTE |
<Mmm… Maybe, but I'm not sure. I don't know what this has to do with our mission, if any.> |
|
Charon |
Danger, danger. |
|
Charon |
Bunch of people in Mephi's way. Swinging swords around. Black clothes. |
|
Charon |
Passengers, move out. Protect Mephi. |
|
OUTIS |
Hm… Executive Manager, they appear to be Kurokumo Clan's reinforcements. |
|
DANTE |
<Well, what can we do…> |
5.5-16: The Uninvited
If she was wearing a blue uniform, a slightly different looking vest…
she would have reminded me of some people we've met before.
Why did Vergilius let her board the bus?
Post-Battle
5.5-18: To Yong-jin Building 2
but I'm starting to feel that none of us really have much say in the matter anyway.
It seemed to me that Vergilius already knew where we were headed.
What was the point in not telling us and letting us go through a roundabout route?
Pre-Battle
Post-Battle
5.5-19: Mentor and Fellows
in her desperate search for the mentor… this Bamboo-hatted Kim.
I'm pretty sure her wounds are far from healed…
I suppose she's just that determined.
It makes me wonder, though. What was Bamboo-hatted Kim like?
Pre-Battle
5.5-21: Origin of Sin
My head spins from the sheer intensity of these overwhelming sensations.
Why am I sensing the Peccatula here…?
And…
These sensations are far stronger than what I usually feel from these Peccatula…!
Post-Battle
5.5-22: Dark Cloud
There, a nervous-looking man was checking his pocket watch.
He carries a long sword and wears a nasty scowl…
This guy has to be the leader of the gang of Kurokumo Clan henchmen we've defeated along the way.
Pre-Battle
Post-Battle
5.5-23: Bamboo-hatted Kim
Cold blue light from his eye seeps past the crack of a slanted bamboo hat.
… He won't go down without a fight.
Pre-Battle
5.5-24: A Blade Fiend's Fathoms
Footnotes
- ↑ "The bus."