'Cause I'm your lover, silly!
- What did you do that for, little girl?! - Sure, it may seem like I'm too young for
you, but by the time you turn 20, I'll be 16, the same age you are right now.
Huh?!
Anyway, how are you feeling? We did just share our first kiss today.
Hmph.
This isn't the first time I've experienced being kissed before so don't
pretend that we're the same, kid.
Those little forehead kisses you used to get from your teacher don't count, and you
know it.
- So, you really can... - Didn't I tell you? I'm
not able to read minds.
It's just that I've heard a whole bunch of stories from you personally, so I know a
lot about you. -You know, things like your father's favorite sayings, your
experiences with your teacher by the lake, oh and also... -Who on earth are you,
really?
My dad's favorite sayings aside, no one knows what happened between me and my
teacher. And anyway, I've never met you before today!
Well yeah, before today, I've never met you, either.
Say what? Do you even have any idea what you're talking about?
Oh! Young lady!
- I was looking everywhere for you! - Aw well, it's time to go.
Hold on. What's your name?
I'm Guinevere.
I should be sticking around in Liones until tomorrow, so let's meet again.
There is one thing I can tell you.
Pretty soon here... you'll meet the one you're looking for.
Do they really serve a necessary purpose?
These Four Knights of the Apocalypse, I mean.
- Huh? - Watch your mouth, Chion!
Are you truly doubting the former king's prophecy?
You've got me all wrong. It's just...
Lancelot and that little brat Percival or whatever. Just the idea of those two
country bumpkins being knights of prophecy... It's simply unbearable.
But Lancelot... he's amazing once you know him.
His skills and experience far surpass what I'm capable of.
You give him far too much credit.
I'm sure Percival is like that also. Well, to be honest, I can't quite put a finger
on that one yet... but it's obvious that he's got some mysterious power hidden
within him.
Anyway, let's focus on looking for Gawain for now.
Don't you think we should consider bringing in more backup for something like
this?
My Dad-- I mean, my father probably figured that would just draw too much
attention.
Yeah okay sure, but the only clue we've got to work with is the suit of white
armor adorned with gold decorations... It's kinda absurd, ya' know.
Come on now, are you pointing fingers at me?
Yes.
Aww...
Prince Tristan.
- Oh, hey hello there! - Sir Pelio!
I see that you've returned from your journey.
Yeah, earlier today.
Excuse me. By any chance, have you seen someone clad in white armor adorned with
- gold decorations in the area? - Forgive me, but no sir I have not.
Oh... Well, if you do see them, I want you to let me know.
Of course, Your Highness.
Jade you're going to be on your own today, so be sure to keep a close eye on
- the prince for me. - Yes, sir! Huh?
Huh?
That's not it.
Not that, either.
That one?!
That armor is silver, we're looking for white.
Hmm.
From this perspective, Liones is clearly a country with many Holy Knights.
So what was our other clue again?
- Magic that gives off a golden glow. - So, golden magic that's glowy...
What is that like?
What is this intense feeling?
- This aura is... - So could that be Gawain?
No wait...
We should go find Chion first!
The east gate...
Well, I guess it's fine.
Are you a traveler or are you here peddling goods? I haven't seen you around.
Would you tell us your reason for coming to Liones?
Ahh it's nothin' much, I'm just trying to find someone. And? Who are you?
Liones' head of security, and a Ruby Holy Knight. Pelio.
Right now, we're on alert for potential enemy forces. Any suspicious persons are
- expected to cooperate with questioning. - What's going on?
Did that drunk guy cause some sort of trouble?
The commoners don't seem to have taken notice, however, you exude a dangerous
- aura. - If I wanna attract
formidable foes, this is the best way.
Still though, my curiosity has been piqued. How strong is a Ruby Holy Knight?
- Do you want to find out? - I-It's a fight!
Did this old drunk really just pick a fight with a Holy Knight!?
- Hold onto this. - Huh?
I will not use a weapon against an unarmed opponent.
Into
Well then, if you're ready...
Let's begin!
Identify yourself immediately.
- Sir Pelio! - Who am I, huh? Show me you're
worthy of it and I'll tell ya.
Tifos.
W-Wha--
One must always be prepared for the worst-case scenario at any moment. And
where you're concerned, the worst thing is getting spotted by me.
I don't buy into stuff like prophecies. The only thing I trust is myself and what
I put my belief in.
What a poor sod. You're nothing but a nameless knight from nowhere.
Even if you were to die, there's not a single soul around here who will mourn for
you.
That's weird.
I thought that you were one of the Four Knights of the Apocalypse. Is this
seriously the best you've got in you? If it is, then I'd say I'm way more deserving
of being a knight of prophecy.
Any last words before your final breath?
Right, you can't breathe because of Silf!
Aright then, Gnome, please...
...would you mind crushing the pitiful knight in your hand and burying them in
the earth? -And hide the evidence before someone comes along. -That's
enough!
Twinkling Star!
Sir Tristan!
How are you--?
When we split up back there, Miss Anne from the Percival Platoon whispered
something in my ear. She informed me that your actions have clearly been off
the rails.
And sadly... her warning was the truth.
Lift your spell right now.
Chion, how could you?
Healing Star.
Oh, it's you...! I beg you, Sir Tristan, please save me from that guy!
Do not worry, you're safe now, Sir Gawain.
Huh?
- Wha-? - Huh?
Hold on, what is a knight-in-training doing wearing armor
like that?
Well ya see, while I was out for a walk, I stumbled upon this armor thrown in the
trash, and it's not like I could just let this beauty go to waste, know what I
- mean...? - If he's not Gawain... then where are they?
You're pretty good, ain't'cha?!
I could say the same for you.
I know you're hardly putting in any effort. It's clear. You appear to be a
notable knight indeed. Where are you from?
If I told you that, this bout of fisticuffs would turn into a fight to the
death. So do you still wanna know the answer?
Oh! There he is!
That guy must be the one giving off the bad vibes!
Are you the fourth knight of prophecy? The one they call Gawain?
Hey,' stay back! This man is dangerous!
Ew, gross! Is the fourth knight really some middle-aged guy?!
He looks like he is no fun to be around.
Oh damn! Hey, Percival! I've missed you little buddy!
Huh?
- Hold on... you know who I am, Mister? - What are ya talking
about, Percy?! C'mon, it's me!
- The way he speaks is strangely familiar... - Don't tell me you've already forgotten
the promise we made man-to-man! You gave me your word that if you lost in a
- fight against me you'd become my pupil! - No way!
Pellegarde!
- Hey, why are you here in Liones? - You're pretty tough to track down. See'
I've been trailing you ever since that forest.
I don't know if you two are acquainted, but keep out of this. This is no place for
someone of your age.
Ah, take your own advice and stay out of it yourself. Excuse me?
The one I've got business with is this young man. One of the Four Knights of the
Apocalypse, Percival!
- This kid... is one of the four Knights? - Is that it?
- Get him, Sir Holy Knight! - In that case, you now seem even more
suspicious. The commonwealth has no knowledge of the knights of prophecy.
How do you know their name?
That's because he's one of King Arthur's knights from Camelot, and hell
- bent on capturing Percival! - A Knight of Chaos!? That
explains the menacing aura...
What's this? So that boy who interfered is here, too?
Strolling into Liones all on your own like this was quite the bold move on your
- part. - Let me warn you.
If your plan's to show off in front of everyone' and stop me all by yourself...
- what the? - Unfortunately for you,
I'm not the conceited type.
You won't escape from here.
There, that's better!
If you wish to escalate this situation further, I shall power through and achieve
- my purpose for coming here! - Get away from here, everyone!
This is bad!
- Run! We're gonna die! - Don't worry, I'll fight alongside you!
- Thanks, but that won't be necessary. - Huh?
It's nothing personal. Protecting Knights of the Prophecy,' is my duty as a
Holy Knight of Liones.
I've become no more than an empty vessel. After bidding my precious Sir Tristan a
final farewell, I can no longer find the meaning or worth in living anymore.
What's the matter, young lady?
There's nothing wrong with me.
Of course. Mind if I stay here?
- Wh- Why won't you leave me alone? - What kind of person would I be if I
left a crying woman all alone out here?
I'm not interested in being comforted by anyone. Such efforts are only wasted on
me! I'm well aware that charm is something I lack!
Come now, never speak of yourself in such a negative light. Eyes full of tears don't
suit a dainty woman like you.
You don't need to mock me! I'm aware I'm a woman who's over 6 feet tall with absurd
strength! And I know I'll never be a worthy match for the man I love!
I envy the person lucky enough to be so deeply loved by a woman such as yourself.
As far as I can see, you're more than dainty enough just as you are.
I say release any thoughts about a narrow-minded man who would criticize you
for your height. And let us speak tender words of love to each other.
No, it's not like I'm some easy woman who would quickly turn to someone else just
because my lover tossed me away. And after all, that man is the only one I wish
to share myself with.
What's that?
- I finally got you! - Oh, please! This tiny
scratch is hardly worth... Huh?
What the? Ah, my hand...
What's happening? I meant to raise my weapon, but I left it on the ground. I
intended to look down, but I'm looking up.
- What's going on with his body? - How clever. It's "mind
control" magic, isn't it?
Perverseness.
Anyone caught in it's magic can only move their limbs in the exact opposite of what
- they intend. - Well that's a nasty bit of magic.
Yeah...
Take him down!
Here we go!
Very well! In that case, I'll resort to crushing you all using the sheer force of
my magic!
Huh?
Good grief.
They ruined the lovely mood the two of us had settled into.
Who on earth are you?
None other than the "Master of the Sun..."
I am Gawain.
- Is it an enemy attack?! - It's near the east gate!
Your Majesty!
"Destroy the wicked and lend aid to the weak..."
"And above all else, defend that which is most dear to you with your very life."
I see, now.
From your point of view, I'm on the side of the wicked.
Please, don't get me wrong, Pellegarde. It's not like I hate you.
However, You're my enemy 'cause you're allied with my father and King Arthur.
So, ya don't hate me, huh? Heh, I'm glad to hear that.
It's far too reckless to fight him on your own! Even if you do happen to be a knight
of prophecy, the power of that man's magic is unfathomable!
You have made your choice! I'm gonna take you back by force, just as I planned all
- along, Percival! - Yeah, that's what you
think! But I won't let you!
An enchantment, huh? It seems you have grown a bit since last time.
Immortal Fire!
Have you forgotten?! My magical flames pursue their target until it is reduced to
- cinders and ash! - Huh?!
Oh no! No matter what he does, cutting the flames only multiplies them!
- We gotta give him some help! - No, dummy If you step out of this
- bubble, we're all gonna get deep fried! - Huh?
If I can't slash your flames away, I'll just suck 'em all up!
How fancy! You sure are interesting.
Okay, what will you do about this?
Are the flames I sucked up getting hotter?
Brilliant Hellfire!
And just like that, the flames have consumed all his magic.
How are you supposed to stop something like that?
After everything, I can't beat him.
Aw, don't be discouraged.
The fact that you can recognize the difference in our abilities proves how
much progress you've made. Now, if we're done here, you'll be coming with me.
Extinguish.
- Huh? - Huh?
What? Little girl, are you the one who did that?
How disrespectful to refer to me as a little girl. That's big talk from a cheap
flame wielder.
You would dare call me, Pellegarde the Black Knight, a cheap flame wielder?
Unacceptable! You must pay!
Impossible. Her power is strong enough to extinguish even my flames?
Wait, her magic has... a golden glow?
You insolent scoundrel, disrupting my romantic fling! Consider this a little bit
of payback for spoiling the lovely mood I was enjoying!
By any chance, are you the knight called Gawain?
Hm? Who are you and how do you know my name?
- That's really cool! - That's really cool!
Who are you? Could this magic mean that you're Lady Gawain?
Indeed. Is something wrong, Prince Tristan?
I asked you to wait in the castle!' We've been looking everywhere for you! So'
- whyyyy???!!! - Unfortunately, I dislike
when people order me around.
- I'm glad we finally found her! - Yeahhh.
So anyway, who is that?
Keep your guard up! This guy is a servant of King Arthur!
Wait- he is?!
I see, you've not learned your lesson from entering this kingdom again. You
Knight of Chaos!
Oh?
Magic from the demon race and the goddess race.
Old man, now'd be your chance to run.
- You've been outmatched. - It's that red fox from
the day we first met!
Well, now isn't that peculiar?
You, I saw you in that forest. Are you a human, or some sort of spirit?
- Can it be? - Does this mean...
All of them are finally in one place...
A young man of many mysteries with an undefined appearance... A young man with
green hair like the wings of a bird...
A young man with holiness and wickedness in his eyes... ...and a young man with magic
that sheds a golden glow.
No, a young woman.
Look! My body's trembling with excitement! I get it, now. So, you are the
ones!
The four calamities that were prophesied! The ones who will destroy
Camelot, the great kingdom built by King Arthur himself.
The Four Knights of the Apocalypse!
TAMING A WILD HORSE