We beg your pardon, Sir. When we took our eyes off for a moment...
What happened, happened. Nothing we can do.
Shall we gather assistance from within the castle?
No we'll trust Lancelot to handle this. Don't make a fuss about it.
Your Highness.
The former king wishes to see you at once.
Bartra, what is it?
It seems he has had another dream.
An omen about the Four Knights of the Apocalypse.
Let me hear it.
When the day comes that the kingdom is blessed with the moon, distant thunder,
and light rain... ...the prophesied four knights of the apocalypse will finally
gather together.
Well, it's about time.
However...
Assassins of chaos and blades of betrayal will once again snatch away hope.
Stop, you guys! That's enough!
Sir Tristan!
Welcome back. Have you found the knight of prophecy yet?
Yes. He's at the castle.
More importantly...
I would like you to explain this situation.
Well, you see, Sir, these folks are servants of King Arthur. Knights of Chaos.
Them? They certainly don't appear to be so.
Do you have them under the effects of Silf? Lift the spell, Chion.
Yes Sir.
- Whoever they are, you went too far! - But they had the fragment Sir of
the Coffin of Eternal Darkness.
Well actually we just heard that a fragment of the Coffin was recovered by
- one of our allies. Haven't you heard? - Huh?
It appears that I failed to finish you off. I guess you're luckier than I thought
you were. Talk about boring.
I'm stuck all by myself again.
Donny, Nasiens, Anne.
You...
You guys took them from me!
- What's the matter, Chion? - It--It's my arm-!
- What's this? - Are you the one who did that?
Hurry Jade, lift the darkness off him!
- Yeah, I will-- - Stop right there.
Eve ngua yorgo.
- What's wrong?! - His identity is still unknown to
us, lifting the spell now's too risky.
If you truly are a Knight of Chaos, I am left with no other choice, but to consider
- you my enemy. - Vaz jigura.
That strange tongue is unknown to me. I can feel this magic of his... it seems wild
and is pulsating violently much like the frantic beating of a heart.
Twinkling Star!
Percival.
I see. Well, you're clearly not of the demon race.
Yog.
- Sir Tristan, I will fight with you! - Finish this kid off already!
I don't want to draw any blood unnecessarily, but it looks like it won't
be that simple.
Go ahead and do your worst 'cause while we're here you'll never lay a hand on him!
We'll protect him with our lives! No matter what it takes.
That's right! This kid represents hope for us, so bring it on!
Listen! This is too dangerous! Step away!
Regardless of what may happen, stay true to yourself, Percival.
We will never abandon you. So we'll all stay right here with you forever.
His magic... it stabilized now.
How can you idiots call yourselves Holy Knights of Liones? Huh?!! -He's Percival.
One of the Four Knights of the Apocalypse, summoned by the King of
Leones! Are you insane?! -No way!
- Please lift the darkness from him. - Yes, sir.
You're alright...
So then... all of you were safe the whole time.
Give us a break, would you? You really do cause so much trouble.
No Anne! Uh, Nasiens! Donny!
You're badly hurt! I'll heal you right now!
Huh?
Hold on, my magic isn't coming out. But why?
Oh right, I remember.
It's been the faith they all have in me that allows my magic to manifest. So now
- what can I do? - Allow me to help.
Huh?
Healing Star.
Did that really just happen?
What the heck...?
You're really okay!!
Percival!
Oh wow! Looks like my magic is back, too!
You are incredible as always, Sir Tristan!
Woohoo! Your skills captivate me every time I see them!
Thank you so much!
Your magic is seriously amazing, you know!
Hey, uh, your eyes are...
If you must know, the blood of the goddess race is flowing through Sir
Tristan's veins! It's for that very reason that he can heal any injury in just
- an instant! - It's true, I am
- capable of mending any wound. - Excluding any tears in clothes.
Oh, Sir Tristan, you're always so hilarious! I can't take it! Hey, you
ruffians! This is where you're supposed to laugh!
Huh? But it wasn't that funny.
Sir Tristan! 'Over here Chion needs you too.
Oh I'm sorry here!
Healing Star.
So is that something you did?
I'm not sure, to be honest. I don't exactly remember what went down.
What's happening here?
It doesn't seem to be getting better at all. Could it be a sickness? Or perhaps
some sort of curse?
Useful as it is, my magic can't cure illnesses or curses.
My mom- I mean, mother or Hendy may be able to help here.
- No way... - What are you going to do about this?!
How am I supposed to fight with my arm in this state?! If I have to live with a
rotten twig for an arm, my career as a knight will come to a permanent end!
And how do you plan to make things right?! You better take responsibility for
this!
How can you put all the blame on him when the ones who attacked us in the first
place were you guys!?
Medicine, Medicine, Medicine... Medicine, Medicine...
Unhand me! What are you--
Whoa- it just-
Mended back?!
The magic you used just now, how did you do that?
Well, to tell the truth I'm not too sure, but I figured that if I caused his arm to
rot, I could probably turn it back to normal, ya know?
Chion.
Apologize now and express your gratitude to him. Especially if you all are the ones
who initiated this mess.
Thanks a lot. Sorry for all that. It would appear there has been a bit of a
mix-up here.
You nearly killed us, and you wanna brush it off by calling it a mix-up?
We can see how it coulda been a mix-up right everyone?
Percival!
How uncharacteristic of you to miss something like that, Chion. Weren't you
aware of the traits of the knights of prophecy from the verses of the prophecy?
Particularly, "A boy with green hair like the wings of a bird." It's quite obvious
with a single glance! And one more thing.
You also must have known that one of our allies retrieved the fragment of the
Coffin of Eternal Darkness. Gowther sent a message to my father the other day, and I
was informed that the news was relayed to you, Chion, since I was away.
- Is that true?! Why didn't you tell us?! - Explain yourself!
Come to think of it, that sounds familiar. Well, I guess that detail slipped my mind
I was in a panic after all.
I saw Isolde chasing Percival, with a face like thunder, and assumed he was an
assassin from Camelot.
- So, you're partly at fault for this, too. - Well, Isolde, care to explain why you
were chasing him in the first place?
Well, uh,' you see Sir Tristan it's because,' that perverted little boy robbed
me of the chastity that I had vowed to offer you.
Uh. Sorry. What did you say you were robbed of?
No. After what he did to me, I can no longer look you in the eyes.
Farewell, my beloved Sir Tristan!
Wait, wha-uh... Is there something that I said to make her want to run away from me?
She's more than likely making one of her assumptions again.
Let's just leave her alone.
Uh- Anyway, how about we start over? Let's begin with introductions.
My name's Percival, and I'm one of the Four Knights of the Apocalypse,
- apparently. - I'm Tristan Liones, Percival And
I'm like you, One of the Four Knights.
Did he say Lio...
- ...nes? - Tristan Liones?
- Then, that means you're-! - The Prince of Liones!
The Prince of Liones!
Now including the one that I just brought here, all four of us are finally
- in one place. - What?
Just one more person, huh? So besides me and the prince, that makes three of us,
- right? - What are you talking about?
Don't forget the one who's responsible for bringing you here.
- What? - No... Don't tell me...
No... Don't tell me...
Oh, there you are.
You guys caused quite a commotion in the streets.
Lancelot, too?
I take it that means you're all acquainted now.
Hey, Lance! Long time no see.
Listen up, Tristan.
Hmm?
Apparently, the fourth knight you brought back to the castle... ran away.
- Huh? - Huh?
- What?! - What?!
They're gone?! Why did the knight run away?
How would I know?
The king asked me to personally to deliver this message and offer my assistance... He
told me to get everyone else to help clean up the mess made by the prince.
The blame for all this shouldn't be placed at Sir Tristan's feet. Technically
this fourth knight is at fault for running away.
Regardless,' we're gonna catch them before they take one step outta this
kingdom.
The castle is north of where we are now, so if they do decide to run, it'll be the
west gate, east gate, or the south gate. So let's split up.
The Tristan Platoon will search the west gate area... ...and the Percival Platoon will
cover the east gate area.
I'll take care of searching the south gate area by myself.
Tristan, tell us what you know about the fourth knight.
Sure, I'll tell you everything.
You sure that's really necessary right now? We're gonna be the ones catching the
- knight, anyway. - Watch it.
The fourth is called Gawain.
They're a knight of great height who's clad entirely in white armor adorned with
gold decorations. Their magic gives off a golden glow.
G-Golden, huh?
Oh wow! Amazing! Tell us more!
- That's it! - Come on!
Come on!
Can't you tell us a little more about them? Like their hair color or something?
The knight never removed their armor during the journey, so I honestly don't
have much else to tell you.
- Talk about useless. - Sir Tristan, fight back!
He's just all bark and no bite!
Hey, Tristan. You're still hiding something, aren't you?
Huh? Uh, no, I already shared everything I know.
- I'm gonna tell everyone if you don't. - Hey! You read my mind, didn't you?!
Whatever, come out with it already.
The truth is, the fourth knight, Gawain... is a blood relative of our archenemy King
Arthur.
What?
- Wait-- they're related to King Arthur?! - If that's true, they're our enemy...
You see, you see, you see? I didn't want to tell everybody that part because I knew
things were going to become totally awkward!
Well, if it is true, it's better that they know beforehand.
Whoever they're related to they're still one of the Four Knights of the Apocalypse.
All right, let's spread out!
Sir Tristan described the knight as being clad in white armor adorned with
gold decorations, right?
You'd think they'd draw some attention walking through the streets like that.
What I wanna know is, how is it possible for the blood relative of our enemy to be
a knight of prophecy?
Well, I'm with you. Honestly, I'm not so sure that I can trust this person as an
ally. You agree, right, Percival?
Nuh-uh, not even a little.
I mean, if you think about it my dad is also a knight who serves under King
Arthur, but that doesn't change the fact that I wanna give him a butt kicking!
Oh that's right, I'd forgotten about that.
What's up Nasiens?
We've finally managed to make it to Liones... but can't catch our breath at all.
We're bombarded with new information, on top of the current drama. It's mentally
exhausting. -You got that right
I never would have guessed that the freakin' Prince of Liones and even
Lancelot would turn out to be among the Four Knights of the Apocalypse.
Also, what was the sudden change in Percival? It was quite peculiar.
What in the world was that magic and language?
Oh, how rude! I'm sorry for revisiting that.
Back there, I genuinely thought that all of you had been killed... and then before I
knew it my mind went blank. I don't remember anything I said, or anything I
did. Everything went fuzzy.
[CM Worried Reax)
But, just like the time Ironside had me down and beat, it was each one of you who
helped bring me back up.
I guess what I'm actually trying to say here is, having you guys by my side makes
me really happy!
Well, obviously! That's actually kind of a given by now, isn't it?
C'mon, my dude! If we weren't around, you wouldn't know what to do with
yourself, would ya?
I'm also happy... knowing that you will, you know that you'll always...
I'm glad that you'll be my--
Your guinea pig!
I still can't get over it! That Lancelot is friends with someone like
Prince Tristan?
He thinks he's such a big shot. I can't believe he was acting all haughty toward
the prince like that.
Maybe he's a prince of another country, yeah?
No way absolutely not...
Oh yeah, that reminds me. That Chion fellah we should totally be wary of him.
Did you detect that he was lying or something?
Yeah that smug jerk is full of lies! And he knew what was going on from the very
beginning!
He knew full well that Percival was one of the Four Knights of the Apocalypse, and
he still attacked him with all he had.
It's raining.
- Are you listening at all? - Ah-choo!
Come on, let's go find Gawain before anybody else does!
Yeah! The Percival Platoon is gonna show 'em! Those losers from the Tristan Platoon
are gonna be toast!
Ugh! How can he hear all my concerns and just brush em off like they're nothing?!
When the day comes that the kingdom is blessed with the moon, a distant thunder,
and light rain...
...the prophesied four knights of the apocalypse will finally gather.
However,
Assassins of chaos and blades of betrayal will once again snatch away hope.
A mid-summer moon! Along with the distant roll of thunder and drizzling rain. I've
been waiting for this moment for so long!
I should decide what I'm going to make for dinner tonight...
- Just my luck, of course it's raining. - Today is the day I
finally confess my love for her!
I wonder if Mommy is angry...
What are you doing out in the rain all by yourself? You're gonna catch a cold.
You'll catch one before me. Run home and go to bed, little girl.
If you don't get enough sleep, you won't grow up, you know.
- Were you just reading my mind? - Uppies.
Nuh-uh. Unlike you, I don't possess the ability to read minds. You see, it's just
that I already knew what you were going to say, Lancelot.
How do you know my name? Who are you?
Her face, I've seen it before.
You know me...
Watch it.
'Cause I'm your lover, silly!
LIONES IN FLAMES