Stop it, please.
Please, stop. I'm begging you.
If it's money you want, I'll give you any amount.
I don't know.
I really don't know.
Let's get to it.
Tell me everything you know about the location of the Noble Sword of the Merrow.
Otherwise...
Wait! I really don't know!
Actually, a fairy doctor should know something about it.
Fairy doctor?
Are you saying that there's a fairy specialist here in the 19th century?
Indeed.
They would know everything about the Merrow and, of course, the fairies too.
That's very reassuring.
You should be able to find one, shouldn't you?
I found one but...
...she lives on the outskirts of Edinburgh, Scotland. I'm certain!
Lydia Carlton!
Lydia Carlton...
Do fairies really exist?
It's just a fairytale; how could they possibly be real?
No! They're real!
Even though you can't see them, fairies are real!
If you leave a glass of milk on the window sill before you go to sleep, brownies will come visit!
Mum! -Let's go.
Lydia, it's useless. No matter how many times you tell them...
...people who can't see fairies never will.
Even if they were kicked by a fairy, disbelievers would just think it was their imagination.
Just take it easy.
Say, Nico... Do you think there's any way to get people to understand what a fairy doctor's job is?
I'm afraid I can't help you there.
The age where people seek wisdom from fairy doctors...
...to solve their fairy troubles is over.
But, it's not like fairies have vanished.
They're right beside people doing both good and bad things.
They just can't be seen.
Excuse me.
There's mail for you.
I'm not alone. I was talking to the cat over there.
Not a real cat, but a fairy cat...
Hey, what are you guys doing?
I'm sorry. Brownies love playing pranks on people.
Don't get depressed just because the new postman ran away again.
It's your fault!
Nico! It's a postcard from Father!
He's inviting me to London.
You going? London is a dangerous place.
That's true.
But, even if I do meet a robber, I don't have much money, anyway.
You got that right.
Lord Ibrazel, Earl of the Fairy Nation.
Also known as the Blue Knight Earl.
This mysterious man was bestowed both a title of peerage by the King of England...
...and also land in the Fairy Nation.
There are also the fairy doctors, who, since antiquity, have acted as liaisons between humans and fairies.
In this age, the existence of either is hard to believe.
However, I'm confident that both exist.
After all, Lydia, my beloved daughter, inherited those powers from my wife.
And because of that, she chose to become the fairy doctor to the Earl of the Fairy Nation.
Nico, what are you going to do if Mr. Huskley comes back?
Hmph! I'm sick of pretending to be a normal cat.
Besides, he was rather rude to a lady such as yourself.
"I knew it was you right away, Lydia, because of your rust coloured hair."
It's okay. It's just my hair colour.
It's true after all.
A larcenist, who stole a great sum of money, is on the loose in London!
He's a German accused of murdering a hundred people and committing serial larceny in America.
In his early twenties, blond...
Oh, and ash mauve eyes.
Hey, Nico. Mr. Huskley is coming.
Sorry to have kept you, Miss Carlton.
I'll show you to the room that the professor has prepared for you.
But, this room is fine.
Really.
We are setting sail soon.
What's gotten into Father? What an expensive looking room.
He'd normally invest his money into his research, right away.
Well, whatever.
Since the professor has prepared this for us...
We were just hearing things, huh?
What's going on?
Am I going to be killed?
Help me. I'm begging you.
The man earlier...
He's a villain's underling.
Bad things will happen to you if you leave things as they are.
Just like what happened to me.
Who are you?
Such beautiful ash mauve eyes.
I was captured and held captive by him.
There's no time.
I ask for your trust and co-operation.
What will happen to you if you get captured again?
I will be killed.
I can't leave here without passing in front of their room.
In short, it's a perfect setup for keeping you confined.
Look at the door.
So, how do we escape?
Thank you. I'm glad that you believe me...
...pretty lady with caramel coloured hair.
What are you doing?
What is it?
I heard something in my room.
I think there's something in the closet.
Hey, check the next room!
There's no doubt about it! It looks like he's inside the closet.
Miss, it might be a pervert.
We'll investigate.
Come on, let's go.
Rather nasty of them to call me a pervert, don't you think?
Now isn't the time to be talking about that!
They're escaping!
Not good...
We'll be fine.
My bag!
You can't turn back now!
Where...
...are we?
Hey, what's going on?
What a shady character.
Nico, you kept up with us?
Who is he?
I don't know. But, it looks like we avoided being deceived by them.
I wonder about that.
This man here might be deceiving you.
Help me. I'm begging you.
I guess we have no choice but to hear him out.
Hey, Lydia! Wake up!
Nico?
You're pretty cute when you're sleeping.
Your hair...
Ah. The previous colour was dyed. I stand out too much with my natural hair colour.
Do you like it?
I've brought a change of clothes, Milord.
Milord, those injuries...
They're just minor scratches.
Raven, there's no need to kill anyone over such a trifling matter.
Yes.
What?
Who are these people?
"Miord?" "No need to kill?"
What does that mean?
Raven, this is Miss Carlton.
Wait, how do you know my name?
The name of the girl they were looking for is Lydia Carlton.
In other words, you.
I'm sorry for the not introducing myself earlier, Milady.
I'm Earl Edgar Ashenbert.
How do you do?
Earl?!
You're an Earl? I don't believe you!
Besides, I have business to attend to in London.
I'll be leaving now.
It's too late.
The ship has already set sail.
You planned on getting me on this ship all along?
You play-acted your capture?
That was real.
I couldn't think of any other way to get close to you except to be captured by them.
You asked me to trust you and to help you.
I did.
I want your trust and help, by any means possible.
Dinner will start without us if we don't hurry.
Raven, please prepare Miss Carlton's dress.
Right away.
Wait, what dress?
Mister, what's going on?
You can't ride on this ship without an invitation, so don't worry.
Ah, and also, please call me Edgar, Lydia.
That's good.
You're even more beautiful now.
Please, don't tease me!
I'm not.
But, that's right. You'd be even prettier if you'd smile.
Give me a reason why I should smile!
Smile for me.
What's with you?
And that's why I had to go on holiday.
Earl, you have such a pretty companion.
You're still only friends?
Will you become his partner on this journey?
That'd be great.
However, she won't allow me to call her anything more than a friend.
What a waste.
Didn't we just meet? You big liar!
What is he planning, dressing me up like this?
Is he just trying to show off?
I'm having a hard time now, because she wouldn't accept my advances.
Earl Ashenbert, you're a descendent of the Blue Knight Earl, aren't you?
Yes.
Unbelievable!
The one written about in the legends, the ruler of the Fairy Nation, Lord Ibrazel?
The descendant of the Earl of the Fairy Nation, who pledged loyalty to King Edward the First.
Thereby, enabling the King of England to reign over the Fairy Nation, too.
A man with a very British sense of humour, indeed.
You're wrong! The Blue Knight Earl was the real ruler of the Fairy Nation!
Why do you all believe in the Blue Knight Earl, yet shrug the Fairy Nation off as a joke?
Believing in fairies?
We're not children.
Those stories were passed down the exact same way.
Why do you believe one as a fact and pass the other off as fiction?
Well, then I'll ask the Earl himself for his opinion.
Do you really hold land in the Fairy Nation?
Of course. It was passed down to me from my ancestors.
Bestowed upon the Blue Knight Earl was the title, Earl of Ibrazel.
In Gaelic, Ibrazel refers to the legendary homeland of the fairies which lies beyond the oceans.
You must invite me.
It is a decree, carried down through generations, that only the bride can be brought back there.
I wonder when Lydia will go there with me.
Dear me, the way you put it...
...I'd be surprised if Miss Lydia doesn't believe in the Fairy Nation.
Which means that there's still some hope left.
He helped me...
Does Edgar really believe in fairies?
And he claims that he's a descendant of the Blue Knight Earl, as well.
I feel like I just received a lifetime's worth of praise back there.
Nico! Where have you been?
I had a horrific experience earlier.
They put milk in a saucer!
I'm not a cat! As if I would ever drink from a saucer!
So, what is his objective?
If he's really an Earl with land in the fairy world...
...then it makes sense that he would seek your aid.
Do you mean to say that he knows that I'm a fairy doctor?
Well, I don't think you should involve yourself with him.
He pretends to be a lady-killer, but he's really nothing special.
But, I think Edgar is handsome!
Thank you.
Edgar!
No... I was just stating the general opinion.
Since everyone had their eyes on you, earlier.
So, whether or not I have a favourable opinion of you is a different matter altogether.
You're right. I forced you aboard this ship against your will.
At least you're aware of what you've done.
By the way, who were you speaking with?
Do you think it's weird to be talking to a cat?
How so?
It's wonderful that you can exchange feelings with animals.
You don't even mean that...
Have you been having another drink?
This is...
As I feared, I've hurt your feelings.
You've got it wrong! It wasn't me! Nico drank it!
A cat drinking Scotch?
Nico drinks a lot and has bad manners.
And on top of that, if you don't treat him like a gentleman, he flies into a fit.
Was that strange? Go ahead and laugh.
As you can see, I've completely lost my mind.
They say that the fairy doctor can see things that normal people can't...
...and hear voices which others can't.
Your pale green, peridot eyes look as if they could unravel the mysteries of the world.
You're exaggerating.
In the light, your eyes shine like brilliant, golden fireworks.
They're not only beautiful, but truly mysterious.
Are you really a descendant of the Blue Knight Earl?
Can you see fairies?
You can't enter your own land, otherwise.
That's true. I don't have the abilities of my ancestors.
That's why I need you.
The proof needed to succeed the Blue Knight Earl is the Noble Sword of the Merrow, presented by Edward the First.
Merrow?
The noble sword of the merfolk?
One of my ancestors hid it on his land before he died.
That's why you need a fairy doctor?
I've finally returned to England and I wish to pay my respects to the Queen, but...
...I don't have the noble sword needed to stake my claim as the Blue Knight Earl.
You're talking about the Noble Sword of the Merrow, aren't you?
I understand, so keep your distance.
About 300 years ago, Julius Ashenbert hid the noble sword somewhere on his land.
He passed away in another country.
The location is hidden inside some enigmatic fairy prose.
I can't understand it.
Also, there are those who have their eyes set on getting the Star Sapphire, which adorns the noble sword.
And one of them is Huskley?
Correct.
They intend to kill me, because they're after the same treasure.
I have to find it and assert my claim, before it is taken away from me.
Lydia, please help me.
Let go.
You'll fall.
Cut it out!
I still don't believe that you're the real Blue Knight Earl yet.
If you don't believe me, then turn me down.
I can't possibly help an imposter steal the noble sword!
So, are you going to swim back home?
Are you going to throw me overboard?
Of course not.
I'm not such a vile person.
But, I'll give you a warning.
You're penniless right now.
And they'll leave no stone unturned in order to find you.
You're plenty vile.
What is that? A battleship?
So it would seem.
Huskley must be searching for us.