Lancer, Vlad III.
A hero who once protected Romania from the onslaught of the Ottomans.
In 1462, leading a force of a mere ten thousand,
he successfully repelled the attack of a one hundred and fifty thousand strong Ottoman army.
Mehmed II, the military genius who conquered Constantinople.
Even he shuddered in fear in the face of Vlad's cruelty.
"I fear no man. But demons are different," said Mehmed II according to records.
In Romania, Vlad III is extremely famous.
People's respect increases the Servant's power.
Furthermore, this land is his domain.
Within his territory, he is nigh undefeatable.
Even against Rider of Red, Lancer's victory is assured.
Not to mention I have a trump card in my hand.
sore wa oroka naru natakai toki wo motomu
This is a tale of immortal heroes
fukutsu no eiyuu sono monogatari wo
seeking glory in vanity
chiisaku kanadeta ai wa hazama wo samayou
The quiet words of love are lost in the cracks of time
todokanai unmei ga azawarau
and the mean fate they fail to move just sneers
hedateru sekai wo mite anata ni oitai
Stare at the world from the outside, remembering the tune
mi wo kogasu sono ai ga wakatsu made
they try to follow until the love burns them to ashes
hito wa sakenda: seigi wo
The people cried for justice
sono hata wo takaku kakage
and rose its banners high
kako no unmei tate
rejecting the destiny from the past
yami wo harai susume kono mi ushinatte mo
Keep banishing the darkness to the bitter end
osore wo hirefuse watashi ga hasha to naru
I'll be the victor who knows no fear
sei araba susume kanzen na shouri wo
Head for complete victory while your breath lasts
akatsuki tabitate yoake wa mou sugu
Wait for the dawn when the sun ends the rule of night
I beseech you, Apollon and Artemis, bless this bow and these arrows.
I devote this calamity to you!
Phoebus Catastrophe!
I cleared the rabble from the path.
It's your turn, Rider!
It's on!
The Rider of Red takes the frontline!
Let's start this battle!
You're no match for me!
Double, double, toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.
Look at that now, Father Shiro.
What is that grave face for?
You have a show to behold.
A vision.
Ruler is headed this way.
Out of the frying pan into the fire.
Visions also guide her in this Grail War.
It comes down to how we interpret and act on them.
That will be the key to the fight between her and me.
You barbarians dared tarnish my land with your filth-ridden feet.
It is time for your punishment.
Taste the blazing stakes of my compassion and wrath!
Despair, for this sea of stakes has no end but is truly infinite!
Your blood will be your only drink!
Kazikli Bey!
So they come.
I believe you are Lancer of Black, Vlad III.
You call me by my true name. You must be Lancer of Red.
There is a reason I must kill you. Bear me no grudge.
No need for such things.
You must kill me, and I must kill you.
Lancer!
You nefarious minions intruded into my homeland.
Face your punishment!
Destroying them is pointless.
What a wonderful armor.
However...
Lancer!
...at this range it is meaningless.
It appears you are no mere hero.
Do you surrender?
Your words are unfit even for a jest, Lancer of Red.
With my eyes set on the Grail, surrender is out of question.
You, on the other hand, descending like a god in that armor, surrounded by flames,
will run out of magical energy sooner or later.
You are the ones who should surrender here!
You are invaders on my land!
I will show no mercy!
It's started already?
What's wrong? Is this all you can do, Yggdmillennia?!
Show me your power, Servants of Black!
Stop my chariot if you can!
Out of my way, trash.
How about this, then?
Amazing! You can use golems like that?
His golems can stand against legendary heroes!
Know your place!
Fantastic!
Show yourself, Archer of Black!
I'm here to pick up where we left off!
Tonight we get to fight to the death!
Where are you, Archer of Black?
Closer than you'd think.
You bastard!
You're taunting me.
You take me lightly.
In the name of my father, my mother and my dear friend,
you won't get to see my back!
Don't expect the same to work again and again.
I'll head to you now!
Found you.
Your head is mine!
What?!
That's right. That's your weakness.
You?
Achilles, pay attention to what I'm about to say.
Of course.
Your father left you in my care, and in these nine years
I have taught you of war, of science and of art.
Yeah! Thanks to you, I can shoot down the birds of the sky
and run even faster than my father.
Indeed.
You absorbed my teaching well, so now you are a genius on par with Heracles or Castor.
All thanks to your tutelage!
However, before you return to the realm of humans,
there is one last thing I need to tell you.
It's about your heel.
My heel?
Your mother, the sea goddess Tethis, tried to grant you the immortality of gods.
She tempered your body with sacred flames.
However, your father Peleus wished for you to have mortal aspects.
Your heels were not touched by the flames.
Remember that.
You are a hero immortal as the gods, or very close to that.
Your heels, however, are mortal still.
Archer of Black...
Why you?
A foolish question.
I was summoned as Archer of Black, and you as Rider of Red.
We both had lingering wishes.
You're too soft.
Just as you were in life.
When you face those you consider enemies, you assault them without fear,
but if you see someone you consider a friend, someone you approve of,
you are so hopelessly soft.
This is the Great Holy Grail War.
There is no room for pity here.
Not even for you, a so-called immortal hero.
Do you understand, Achilles?
Why are you here?
I couldn't leave you behind.
If I can help just one of you, that's enough.
Didn't you run away?
We homonculi are sent to the battlefield to die.
We were born to fight here.
But not to die here.
I've become free.
I want to help you all become free too.
The same way Astolfo and Siegfried granted me freedom.
Please help me do that.
Even a man of your caliber can't hide his excitement before the Grail.
However, if you die, I die.
Without me, your plan falls apart.
I hope you did not forget.
I did not.
Oh, please.
You are a Servant-controlling Master.
You're not supposed to be anywhere near the battle line.
Why are you nonetheless thinking of joining the fray?
If my plan is against the will of God, then I will certainly fall here.
In that case, I will humbly accept my death.
God did not allow my way. That is beyond my power.
However...
If everything goes well,
that perhaps means God approves of my actions
and of my wish for the Grail to grant mankind mercy and comfort.
Once I know that for certain, there will be no more doubt in my heart!
And you wish to hasten that certainty by rushing to battle?
I can not comprehend.
I'm not surprised.
But there is no other way for you to move forward, is there?
Then I shall allow it.
Fight to your heart's content and survive.
Thank you.
Caster has tempered Miike Tenta Mitsuyo well for me.
It can stand against any Noble Phantasm now.
I do not intend to die.
Leave defending the Floating Gardens to me.
Dammit! It's started already, Master!
I can see that!
Are you sure you have the Riding skill?!
Of course! There's no horse I can't ride!
Don't underestimate a Knight of the Round Table!
Traffic rules? At this point you're enroaching the laws of physics!
Who cares?! Nothing's worse than being late to battle!
You should've let me take the wheel!
You better stop talking, Master,
unless you wanna bite your tongue off!
Her true strength lies in the second generation perpetual engine
devised by Dr. Frankenstein.
It allows her to absorb magical energy from her surroundings
and go on beating her opponents until they stop moving.
A real berserker.
But what's this strange feeling?
Why am I worried?
Why?
Yeesh, it's huge...
I'd need to reveal his true name to match it.
But he's such a hungry baby.
If I reveal his true name, Master would need to grant me magical energy.
No chance!
I can't sacrifice his kind for my sake!
Oh? The enemy Rider has a flying mount too?
Go then, wretched slaves of greed!
Tear them apart.
More creepy stuff showed up...
Let's do this!
What's wrong?
Nothing, sorry.
I think I heard the voice of the Servant who helped me.
A Servant's voice? I didn't hear anything.
Let's hurry. The castle's defenses are mostly on the field now.
Spartacus, I am your Master.
You understand?
It seems I can't exist without your power.
I despise this yoke.
Will you kill me then?
I must stay in this world as long as possible.
I must defeat the oppressors and reach the hope beyond despair!
And in the end, I must massacre the greedy in power who sought the Grail!
I see. You must then fight the Mage's Association, who control the mysteries of the world.
They are the oppressors in power you seek.
Go, Berserker!
I'm weak. Had I failed to convince him, I'd be dead.
Oh well.
Now I need to find a core for my golem.
Professor!
You are still here? It's dangerous.
I know! But I wanted to see your golems in action with my own eyes.
Will you look at my golems when you're back?
I think they turned out pretty well.
Fine. Show me when I have time.
Great!
He's a promising student, but I can't handle children well.
Such irony...
I try to copy the miracle of God and recreate the first human, Adam,
yet I despise humans so much.
It seems you will be my opponent, Frankenstein.
The sad monster born from a man chasing his ideals.
In a sense you are a turning point, one to aim for along the way.
I know you well. I understand you well.
What do you say? Would you join me instead of Spartacus?
Beacon of War
Episode
I realized that the future I wanted
donna ni nozondemo kanawanai
was forever out of reach, and closed my eyes,
ashita ga aru to me wo tojite
but still I advanced
sore demo aruikitsuzuketa
I am in search of a light
ikutsu yoru wo kasanetemo
that will not perish
kesenakute
through a million nights
hikari wo motometeru
There is no turning back
furikaeru michi ni wa
on the path I walk
mou modorenakutemo
sekai wa mawaru
But the world keeps on turning,
kiseki wo inotta shunkan ni
hoping for a miracle
hoka ni wa nanimo
We can stand together in the wasteland
iranai to toriau no wa
and work towards that goal
negai negai todoketai yo
because we harbor wishes in our hearts
kizu tsuite kizu tsukete
No matter the wounds we bear and inflict
subete wo nakushita to shitemo
No matter all that we will lose
kamawanai
I don't care
kanaetai
I have something
omoi wo nigirishimete
that my heart commands me to do