Coppelia’s casket
The flowing tears have already dried up
Solitude starved for blood
Death dances, smelling of angel down
In a town where the black sun never sets
Everyone works silently with an air of deception
I cannot meet you
I cannot meet you here
God, our savior
Coppelia’s casket
People are dolls tired of dancing
The lamb on the altar
Where is the mechanical dream headed?
Coppelia’s casket
O light awakened from the darkness
The lamb on the altar
Where is the dream with the broken spring headed?
Noir…
It is the name of an ancient fate.
Two maidens who govern death.
To the depths of Hell’s fire,
their black souls lure the lost children.
My darling Chloe,
I rejoice to hear that you have safely accomplished your task.
I anticipate your return from the bottom of my heart.
But before that, there is one more job that I must have you do.
[Assassination Mission]
They’re so late…
You’re wasting your time waiting.
Zellner!
What are you doing here?!
Your friends have left this world one step ahead of you.
What did you say?!
You thought you could divert some of my product.
Some of my precious product…
We’ll give back the goods!
Listen to me, Zellner, we…
My men are well versed
in the methods of inflicting pain on the human body.
I hope you’ll have your fill
of the techniques of East Germany before you die.
No…
Please, wait! Zellner!
How is the matter of Reimann going?
Roshman’s team has entered Switzerland.
They plan to attack tomorrow.
The wall may have crumbled, but that does not erase the past.
You will pay, Reimann.
Are you from the Soldats?
Yes.
General Dieter Reimann, I presume?
Have you come to kill me?
Yes.
It’s all right, Heinz.
I’m sorry. It’s their job to be my bodyguards.
It’s been years since I retired,
but NATO still troubles themselves over my safety.
I go for a walk in the mountains every afternoon.
Why don’t you join me?
General!
It’s all right.
Well? Will you keep me company?
Yes.
You will? Good.
Then we will also…
No, you two needn’t come.
But…
You should not speak of boorish things, Heinz.
Yes, Sir!
Are we going to just let him go?
We have no choice. We’ll guard him from a distance.
The General should be taking his usual route.
Those are alpine roses.
They’re the representative flower of the Alps.
Do you like them?
What a beautiful color. Paler than red, but stronger than pink.
I see.
The alpine roses around here are an especially delicate shade.
You have a good eye.
The forests here are bright.
That is why I emigrated here when I retired.
The forests of my homeland, Germany, are dark.
They were then, and they still are.
Back in my Intelligence Bureau days,
I soiled my hands many times.
There were times I did it because I believed it was right,
but at other times, it was the opposite.
But I loyally followed the Soldats’ orders.
I didn’t know the reasons
and I didn’t think about the morality of my actions.
That’s right. You must never go against the Soldats.
That is the rule.
And that’s why I was able to become a general.
Do you know the reason why I must be killed?
No…
But you still intend to kill me?
Yes.
You seem to have taken quite a liking to those flowers.
Please stay here.
Hey! What are you…
Where? Where is he?!
Hey!
What the hell happened here?
This man is…
General!
General, are you unhurt?
Yes, I’m fine. She saved me.
So this is the man who attacked us.
Roshman, a man who used to be in the STG.
I thought as much.
Thank you.
Thanks to you, I am safe.
Killing you is my task.
None may hinder me in that.
That is why I killed them.
The wind seems to be picking up quite a bit.
It looks like tonight will be stormy.
The men who attacked us this afternoon were STG,
men who used to be in the East German National Security Bureau.
After the wall came down, their boss, Conrad Zellner,
used the knowledge he’d accumulated during the Cold War
to build up a criminal organization.
Nowadays, he’s amassing a fortune smuggling narcotics.
I had a post in NATO’s Intelligence Bureau,
and we were constantly in a bitter struggle with Zellner and his STG.
We even used and killed each other’s family.
We were fools.
I didn’t realize the foolishness until I had lost my daughter.
Yes, my daughter was killed by Zellner.
It was brutal. It was far too brutal.
Revenge must be carried out properly.
That idea in itself is the mistake.
Neither they nor I were able to escape that vicious cycle.
I am sorry. This was needless talk for an envoy of the Soldats.
How do you like the wine?
It is delicious.
But the wine made at the manor is more delicious.
The manor?
Yes, I live there together with Altena.
Altena, is it? I’ve never met her, but I have heard of her.
No… Are you Noir?!
Yes.
There were several assassins in the past
who called themselves Noir.
But I never thought I would ever see Noir in real life.
Heinz and the others know nothing about the Soldats.
Please let them go.
All right.
I appreciate it.
I made a promise to the General.
If possible, I would like to keep that promise.
I see. Reimann is dead.
Yes, Sir.
NATO’s old fox is finally dead.
The most joyous news since the reunification.
Yes, but…
What is it? Speak up!
Well, it seems that Reimann was killed by someone else.
What?
What happened to Roshman?
He’s dead too.
The situation surrounding that event is a complete mystery.
Start investigating this immediately!
Vint, you take command of this operation, understand?
Yes, Sir!
Next week, a shipment of a new product will arrive.
Make sure you don’t forget to check on that either.
Yes, Sir!
Who in the world…
No, it’s nothing.
Yes, that’s right. We’ll make arrangements for the ship here.
Right. I appreciate it.
Who are you?!
What’s security doing?!
Hey! Anyone there?!
Hey! Anyone?!
Someone answer me! Vint?!
What… Who the hell are you?!
Altena!
Chloe…
Welcome back.
I’m home!
Let me see your face, Chloe,
so that I can see that you are well.
Yes…
I have so much to tell you.
I met her.
And I received this from her.
Really? You must be tired.
Now, let us go inside and you can tell me all about it.
The soft touch
Finally made me realize how cold my cheek was
Like waking up in the morning
And noticing the birds chirping for the first time
Suddenly
I don’t know anything yet
What my heart is seeking
I don’t know
I was always looking up at the sky
Like this, since who knows when
I would send my thoughts to right below that cloud
[Preview] [The fleeting sentiments of watercolor]
[Time that was not granted to a sinner]
[The dead leaves dance cruelly]
[Season of Hell]