Now, shall we discuss our plans before trouble arrives?
First, please take a look at this.
It's an old gold coin, isn't it?
The Earl's seal is embossed on it.
And something is engraved into it, right?
According to hearsay, it supposedly was engraved by a fairy in the fairy script.
It's too small to be legible.
Why don't you just read it with a magnifying glass?
A fairy doctor's weapons are her knowledge of fairies and her ability to communicate with them.
I'm not a magician.
I see.
Well, here's an enlarged copy of the engraving.
You should be able to read it now.
You should have given this to me from the start.
It's all in English!
Is he testing me?
I guess now you won't accuse me of being incapable of reading the fairy script.
Then, do you really believe that a fairy engraved it?
It's certainly within the realm of possibilities for a human to be able to produce such delicate work.
In other words, you don't believe in fairies, do you?
Lydia, you said that a fairy doctor's weapons are her knowledge of and ability to communicate with fairies, correct?
I would like some of that knowledge.
I don't want any mysterious powers.
Jack-in-the-green is from a spankey's cradle. Dance with pixies on a moonlit night.
Beyond the Cross of Silky. The Phouka is a labyrinth.
I want to know what it means.
The Merrow's star can be exchanged with another.
Otherwise, the Merrows will sing a song of sadness.
Is that all?
I believe the first half hints at the hiding place.
Where does the Earl's family have land?
His lands and properties are scattered across all of Great Britain.
Where should we start?
I'd like to know that, too.
Sure is easy for him to end everything with "wanting to know."
But, this is a rare job which actually requires a fairy doctor.
There are lots of Irish fairies, aren't there?
But, I have no land or residences in Ireland.
I see.
In Ireland, merrow means merfolk.
If this points to the noble sword, then it might be some place near the sea.
How about here? The Isle of Mannon.
Islands normally have a merfolk legend or two.
That sounds like a good place to start.
I also happen to have a villa there.
This seems like quite a big detour from London.
Raven.
£500?
Will that do?
Signed and sealed then.
Pardon me, Your Honour.
My sincerest apologies, but there might be a dangerous criminal hiding in here.
Would Your Honour be so kind as to allow us to search the room?
Go ahead. Please search the premises thoroughly.
Whom might this lady be?
She's my friend.
Her father sent her to me as a companion.
Excuse me, but who's this dangerous criminal?
Well, it seems that he might be the one accused of grand theft in London.
There's also the possibility that he's holding a hostage.
Hostage?
Yes, I heard that he threatened a young lady and abducted her.
She's about your age.
Lieutenant Commander, please don't scare her.
The larcenist you're talking about in London is...
...the one who killed a hundred people in America, correct?
Pardon me. However, Your Honour...
The rumour about him being the mass murderer in America was probably because they looked alike.
The murderer was executed.
Lieutenant Commander!
How did it go?
We couldn't find any traces of the suspect.
Good effort.
Wasn't the larcenist a young man with blond hair?
And ash mauve eyes.
Lowen, that's enough!
I see. It must be quite a common trait then.
There's even a person fitting that description here.
He certainly is blond and does have ash mauve eyes.
Edgar?
We shall be taking our leave then.
Your Honour, I humbly thank you for your co-operation.
Thank you.
Lydia?
What is it?
We'll be arriving at Scarborough Harbour in the morning.
Please get ready to disembark the ship.
Forgive me. I thought we would know for sure if we ascertained the culprit's key feature.
Were you going to order the Earl to stick out his tongue?
Besides, the one with the cross tattooed onto his tongue was the murderer in America.
But, was the larcenist murderer in America known as Sir John really executed?
He was a charismatic noble.
But, the corpse didn't fit that description.
Got it? You just have to look at his tongue.
That officer said that the murderer had a cross tattooed onto his tongue.
But, the tongue isn't something normally visible.
Besides, the tattoo is the American case.
Well, you'd get some peace of mind if you knew that he's not a murderer, right?
Is he sleeping?
His servant isn't here, either.
Could this be my chance?
If I poked him with my finger, he would wake up, wouldn't he?
What is it?
I thought about pretending to remain asleep if you would take my lips.
Well...
I'm sorry. I shouldn't embarrass a lady.
It would be my pleasure to respond to your feelings.
You've got the wrong idea. Your tongue...
My tongue?
So, you'd actually prefer a French kiss?
What are you thinking?
Like I said, you've got the wrong idea!
Hey, you there. Help me out here.
Raven wouldn't stop me, even if I were to snap your thin, little neck right now.
Lord Edgar!
I'm so sorry! You'll have to put something cold on it quickly!
I'm all right. Please don't worry.
I'll go refill it.
Please treat yourself first, Raven.
Yes.
It's not serious.
I should have stopped Lord Edgar then.
However, I never imagined that a lady would do something like that.
Well, I'll have you know that not all women enjoy being taken advantage of by Edgar.
Yes. I've learnt something new.
How old are you?
Eighteen.
I see. I'm a year younger then.
It's because of my baby-faced features.
Such large eyes.
I'm sure he'd leave a deep impression if he would only smile.
Say, would you really not stop Edgar if he attempted to kill someone?
Stop him? Shouldn't I be the one doing the killing instead?
Are you willing to go that far for your master?
If I were to sin, it would only be for Lord Edgar's sake.
I thought that his eyes would have the same colour as his jet black hair.
But he has a pair of deep green eyes.
I have green eyes too.
Ever since I was born, I was thought of as a freak because green eyes are associated with fairies.
Furthermore, things may have been exacerbated because I can actually see fairies.
Because I carry fae blood, I have been living my life as an incarnation of an evil spirit.
Despite my fae blood, Lord Edgar accepted me...
...and he became my master.
The fairies in this country are too bright, therefore I can't see them very well.
But, you can't see my sprites either, can you?
I thought I saw a faint glimmer of a smile coming from Raven.
But, it was filled with so much sadness.
Even though we're connected by having the same fae powers, I feel that we're different.
Sir, are you looking for a carriage?
No, thank you.
Please don't say that. I'll give you a good price.
Thank you. Our companion was about to call for a carriage.
Lydia!
Do not move, Sir.
Why, if it's not Huskley.
You just don't give up.
Don't try to put on airs.
I'm tired of you pretending to be nobility.
I'm not pretending.
Besides, I'm a "Lord", not a "Sir".
Please don't confuse them.
Don't test me! Because of you, my father...!
Your father is in hospital hanging on for dear life because you didn't know your own abilities.
You were firing indiscriminately.
Silence!
I'll summon the constables and have you hanged!
Ah, but then you and your father's crimes would also be revealed.
Shall we go to the gallows together?
Or...
What's going on?
Lord Edgar, there's a carriage around the corner down the street.
Get them!
Take care of them, Raven.
Lydia!
I said that I'll be taking her, didn't I, John?
No matter how much you struggle, dying in a cesspool of waste would be a most fitting end for you.
Who's John?
Stand!
No! Please let me go!
Be quiet!
Gotham, stop it!
John!
Sacrificing himself to protect a girl? An unsuitable successor indeed.
Lydia, don't you think you should run away now?
Nico! Where have you been?
I was always with you. I just made myself invisible.
He's definitely the larcenist that the constables are looking for.
Seems like it.
But he protected me, and we escaped safely.
That's only because he won't be able to find the Blue Knight Earl's noble sword without your help.
But it would also have been meaningless if he had died trying to protecting me.
If he wanted to buy your sympathy, it wouldn't have cost £500.
Yeah. You're probably right.
Dissolve these in boiling water and make him drink it.
What are these?
Secret fairy sleep medicine.
And that walking weapon of a servant isn't around right now, either.
Really? I guess you're right.
Now is our only chance to escape while Raven isn't here.
Keep it together, okay?
It's not good for your wound if you move too much.
I was only lighting the fire.
Does it hurt?
A little.
I still can't believe that you're here before my very eyes.
Why?
Aren't deception and threats your speciality?
Lord Edgar.
Or, is it Sir John?
Edgar was my first name.
Was?
When I was twelve, that name died along with my parents.
My father, suspected of treason, killed his family and took his own life.
I denounced my lineage.
Thus, I am but a ghost now.
You can call me anything you like.
But, you're alive, aren't you?
Yes. I am alive...
...but it was a living hell.
I was sold to a man who wanted white slaves.
Ever since I fled that man's clutches...
...I've been in the deepest cesspools of waste.
I did everything to survive.
But the mark of a slave followed me wherever I ran...
...like a pursuing shadow, an ever present lingering fear.
Mark of a slave?
You know of the cross I bear, don't you?
Then, you really have that tattoo?
It's not a tattoo. It's a brand.
The man who failed to kill me gave me this mark to brand me as one of his livestock.
Then, who's Gotham?
Gotham is a doctor studying psychiatry.
He wanted the brains of criminals for human experimentation.
In other words, mine.
Human experimentation?
Although I was arrested, I accumulated some money before my execution.
And Gotham made the switch.
And, your brain was taken?
You're funny.
Gotham also killed many innocent people for his experiments.
Do people with so little conscience exist?
Lydia.
Men are creatures that would commit any kind of atrocity.
I don't get it.
If you're not the real Earl, then obtaining the noble sword from the guarding merrow will be impossible.
In spite of that, I must have the noble sword.
Shouldn't you work on getting your real name back instead?
What's the use of taking back a family name that has the stigma of treachery?
Even if I'm a fake, I need a grand name with an overbearing presence.
I will turn a fake into the real thing!
You won't be able to sleep with an armed larcenist around, right?
I'll leave this in your care.
This may not be tea, but it'll calm you down a little.
Thank you.
What did you put inside?
What are you talking about?
You put in something else other than the mint leaf.
You're attacking this villain at your own peril.
No matter how many lives you have, it won't be enough.
I shan't submit even if you threaten me.
There are numerous ways to get someone to submit...
...my ignorant lady.
You can't imagine a despair so deep where you can't even excuse the fact that you're still breathing, can you?
Have you suffered through such despair?
That's right.
The noble sword of the Blue Knight Earl is my only hope.
Lydia, are you going to abandon me?
How can you say that?
Please don't go!
I don't understand.
If you insist on leaving me, then I shall die here.
Hey, wait!
If my final hope disappears, then living would only mean suffering.
If this is poison, then your heart will feel no pain when I say that I will take my own life.
It's not poison. It's just sleep medicine.
I see.
Then my fate will be decided when I awaken.
If you run away, then my life ends here.
Wait!
Sweet dreams, my fairy.
Lord Edgar.
Ermine.
Good morning, Lydia.
What do you think you're doing?
I was almost certain that you hated me.
I'm so happy to be able to see you again.
I do hate you. I hate liars.
That's why I hate you.
But, you didn't abandon me.
That's because I'm a fairy doctor and you've hired me.
Say, Lydia, is it safe for me to think that you're worrying about my safety?
The merrow guarding the noble sword isn't an evil fairy, but...
...he possesses dangerous powers.
If we work together, I'm sure we can obtain the noble sword!
Edgar, are you even listening?
Ah, so you're calling me by that name?
I'm so happy, Lydia.
You never intended on killing yourself, did you?
I'm alive because you're with me.
You're my saviour!
That's enough. Let go of my hand already.
Professor Carlton, I'm sorry for calling so early.
Your daughter...
...might have been abducted by the larcenist.
Lydia? Abducted?
Please come with us.