Dragon Quest V Party Chat

This is a transcript of the Party Chat from Dragon Quest V: Hand of the Heavenly Bride.

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Bianca: Come on, let's go and explore! I can show you around so you don't go gettin' yourself lost, Hero.

Bianca: Mum still treats me like I'm just a little baby.

Bianca: I hope Dad gets better again soon.

Bianca: Your father looks so strong and powerful.

Bianca: You're a bit weedy compared to him. Maybe you'll get more like him as you grow up, though, eh?

Bianca: Ha ha! Did that little story give you a fright, Hero?

Bianca: It dun't scare me one bit. I've heard it so many times now that I just take it with a pinch of salt.

Bianca: Our place is an inn, so we've got quite a lot of crockery and the like. I dun't remember seein' anythin' silver, though.

Bianca: There's quite a few shops here in Roundbeck, y'know. Our inn's the biggest, though.

Bianca: He's got a blimmin' cheek, thinkin' we're out to cause trouble!

Bianca: Ha! What he dun't realise is that I know he falls asleep of a night. I've seen him!

Bianca: Those kids are always up to no good.

Bianca: You wun't believe what they did to me the othⓚⓛ Never mind. It's nothin'!

Bianca: Now I dun't have any choice but to go off ghostbustin'. Will you give me a hand, Hero?

Bianca: Really!? You're braver than you look! I never expected you to say yes.

Bianca: Oh, go on! I'll be with you, so you wun't come to any harm or nothin'. Let's go!

Bianca: I wonder if there really are ghosts there.

Bianca: We can't let those nasty brats get away with bullyin' that poor little cat!

Bianca: Hang in there just a bit longer, puss. We'll rescue you, dun't you worry.

Bianca: That's a funny old purr you've got goin' there, though!

Bianca: It's hard to imagine that old man was ever young, eh!?

Bianca: Kids aren't supposed to come in here, Hero! I suppose you couldn't have known that, though.

Bianca: I bet my mum would be just the same if I said I wanted a cat. Mums, eh!?

Bianca: It's a lot livelier than little old Whealbrook, eh? You look a bit surprised.

Bianca: You used to come 'round my house to play quite a lot when you were little. Don't you remember?

Bianca: This is the best room in the house. The view from here's amazin'.

Bianca: Mum planted a grapevine last year.

Bianca: When we get some grapes off it, I'll let you have a taste.

Bianca: You still a bit sleepy, Hero?

Bianca: You'd better get with it if we're off to Uptaten Towers on our ghostbustin' mission.

Bianca: I'm not sure I believe you. Unless you're sayin' you always look that dopey.

Bianca: This time we'll manage it. We'll sort them ghosts out and set that poor kitten free.

Bianca: Watch out, Hero! We'll be in trouble if you wake him up.

Bianca: I dun't think I'd be scared of a ghost if it was just standin' there cryin'.

Bianca: I hope Mum dun't catch Dad's cold, sleepin' that close and all.

Bianca: We've had cold weather for ages now. It's no surprise Dad got ill with it.

Bianca: Fancy thinkin' we're ghosts! Charmin'!

Bianca: I knew he'd be asleep. Looks like we can leave. I'm a little bit nervous now, though.

Bianca: It's hard to imagine that old man was ever young, eh!?

Bianca: Oops. Looks like we're in trouble. But it's not like we were up to no good or nothin'.

Bianca: Looks like it's not a good idea for kids to go in a pub of a night after all.

Bianca: I know! We should come back here again one day when we're all grown up, Hero!

Bianca: We'll do it! And that's a promise.

Bianca: I understand what he's gettin' at. The glass you drink from can be just as important as the drink itself.

Bianca: I wonder why grown-ups act so funny when they've bin drinkin'. I dun't get it.

Bianca: Are you okay, Hero? Maybe we should've bin a bit more careful, eh?

Bianca: We'd better try and take it a bit more slowly this time.

Bianca: I've never snuck out of town like this before. It's well excitin'!

Bianca: We saved the cat and we helped those nice people at the castle, so it was worth all the effort.

Bianca: Ha! So he dun't think I'm a wimp any more.

Bianca: I wun't too sure if I'd manage it either! I doubt I could've done it without you, Hero.

Bianca: Saber seems pretty happy. I hope he likes his new name.

Bianca: That guard always falls asleep of a night, so he can't stop us goin' out. You've seen it for yourself now, eh, Hero?

Bianca: I'm startin' to feel a bit weird havin' all this praise lumped on me.

Bianca: She must have blimmin' good ears to be able to hear cries from the castle at this distance!

Bianca: I thought I'd really be for it, but Mum dun't seem all that angry.

Bianca: I bet it's because you were there with me, Hero.

Bianca: You're pretty brave considerin' you're two years younger than me and all that.

Bianca: I reckon havin' you along helped me to be that bit braver as well.

Bianca: Looks like you'll be goin' back to Whealbrook once you've said your goodbyes, eh?

Bianca: Um... Never mind. You'd better get around and tell everyone you're off.

Bianca: You should take %a001210 along with you, Hero. Make sure you give him a stroke from me every now and then.

Bianca: That's all that old bloke ever says. We must really remind him of how he used to be.

Bianca: All we were tryin' to do was save %a001210. You wouldn't have thought it'd cause such a fuss.

Bianca: It's good that your dad's got over his cold already.

Bianca: But I wish it didn't mean you have to go home today. We've bin havin' a good laugh together, you and me.

Bianca: It's a little bit odd-lookin', but it's still quite cute as cats go.

Bianca: I wonder why there are so many gravestones here at the entrance to the castle.

Bianca: I dun't much like the look of this.

Bianca: That's weird! Last thing I knew, we were stayin' at the inn inside the castle.

Bianca: So how did we end up outside? I dun't like this one bit!

Bianca: It dun't look like we're goin' to get that door open. This castle's fallin' to bits. I s'pose no one comes here no more.

Bianca: I've got a horrible cold feelin' up and down my spine. You be careful, okay, Hero?

Bianca: Keep your eyes peeled, okay, Hero? I've got a nasty feelin' about this place.

Bianca: .........!

Bianca: I was a bit scared for a while back there, but it's all just show, I reckon.

Bianca: Nothin' can frighten me now!

Bianca: I wonder if she used to be the head of the castle. Shall we try goin' down those stairs?

Bianca: That poor woman. Fancy still havin' to suffer even after you're dead!

Bianca: Come on, Hero! Let's get to work. We came here to get rid of ghosts, after all.

Bianca: Yikes! That was a bit of a shock! The lightning's so strong all of a sudden.

Bianca: I wonder if that fella who just disappeared was the king or suchlike of this place.

Bianca: Why do the both of them keep disappearin' rather than just comin' out with whatever it is they want to say?

Bianca: Those must be the folk who are made to keep dancin'. The poor things. They look exhausted.

Bianca: Where's this king fella off to!?

Bianca: He's a bit of a pushy one, eh? Still, we can agree to what he wants because that's the reason we're here anyway.

Bianca: I s'pose the Count's tryin' to help us out as much as he can. That's good.

Bianca: Shall we head on down to the kitchen and get that torch then, Hero?

Bianca: I s'pose it's time then. It's a bit scary, but I'm sure we can do it, Hero.

Bianca: I was a bit frightened at first, but when I saw the Count and Countess, it wasn't all that scary.

Bianca: And this room's so full of people that it sort of feels nice and lively, not spooky at all!

Bianca: Still, it is a bit weird when you think we're the only ones here who are actually alive. Hm, maybe it is a bit scary, after all!

Bianca: What's so scary about these spirits of Nadiria? I don't really get what he's on about.

Bianca: I wonder why there are some human ghosts and some non-human ghosts too.

Bianca: Maybe they lost their bodies somehow, so they can't go back to how they used to look.

Bianca: What nasty creatures!

Bianca: I never imagined skeletons could get hungry. I wonder what happens to the stuff they eat.

Bianca: What d'you suppose skeletons like to eat, anyway? Nah! Maybe it's best not to know.

Bianca: They don't seem to be able to see us. I suppose skeletons must be blind.

Bianca: That poor girl. They've probably bin makin' her dance like that for years now.

Bianca: I wonder if this %a000100 is part of the tea set.

Bianca: It's as dirty as anything, though. The Count and Countess would be really sad if they saw it in this state.

Bianca: It must be horrible wantin' to sleep but not bein' able to.

Bianca: I want to sort these ghosts out and then get off to bed myself, to be honest. Best get crackin'!

Bianca: The door's open! I didn't much like the feel of that warm breeze just then, mind.

Bianca: There's somethin' too weird about this. I dun't like the idea of stayin' the night with a dead spirit!

Bianca: I heard somethin' about there bein' treasure here too. Looks like it was just a rumour. Oh well.

Bianca: Crikey! What a smell! Come on, Hero. Let's get out of here!

Bianca: I feel a bit sorry for the special ingredient, havin' to be smothered in that stinky sauce!

Bianca: Now we'll be able to find our way in the dark. Thanks, Count Uptaten!

Bianca: Make sure you dun't burn yourself, Hero.

Bianca: It's a million times easier to walk about the place now. Ouch! That's hot! Have a care, Hero!

Bianca: Phew! That was a close one. That smelly sauce has made me stink, mind you!

Bianca: I didn't expect that hole to be there, did you?

Bianca: Looks like we put that cook's mind at ease, anyway.

Bianca: Now we just have to sort out the boss man. Come on, Hero!

Bianca: That really is a pretty ball. It's like a huge jewel or somethin'!

Bianca: I wonder if the ghosts came here and ransacked the place because they were tryin' to find it.

Bianca: That's weird! Our clothes are all nice and clean again!

Bianca: The Count and Countess must've got rid of the nasty sauce stains for us somehow. That's handy!

Bianca: I dun't like it here. It's dark and creepy. I reckon there are ghosts about.

Bianca: But we have to stick it out for the sake of that poor cat. Come on, Hero. Let's keep goin'.

Bianca: The creepy feelin' about this place has suddenly gone now the ghosts are defeated.

Bianca: It's like everythin' about the place has changed, even the air!

Bianca: Looks like it'll be mornin' soon. We'd best get back to Roundbeck.

Bianca: We can't seem to get out of here now. B-But I'm sure we'll be okay if we keep goin' forwards!

Bianca: I thought it'd be too dark to get anywhere, but we should be fine now. On we go, Hero.

Bianca: I wonder what made the ghosts come and live here in the first place.

Bianca: What is it about this castle that attracted them, d'you suppose?

Bianca: Now everyone's bin able to get off to sleep nice and peacefully. It's great to have done a good deed like that.

Bianca: This room's enormous. Just look at the height of the ceilin'!

Bianca: I'll bet they had some amazin' balls and parties here in the past.

Bianca: You've bin a bit quiet, Hero. Are you wishin' you hadn't come?

Bianca: I know how you feel. But try not to worry. I won't let anythin' bad happen, I promise.

Bianca: You're probably a bit nervous, eh? But try not to worry. We'll be fine. Come on!

Bianca: It's so dark in here! Make sure you dun't bang into the walls, eh, Hero?

Bianca: I think there's somethin' there, Hero. But I doubt it'll hurt us. We can probably just ignore it, right?

Bianca: It's finally time for our ghost-bustin', eh? Are you ready for this?

Bianca: Then let's go! We can do this!

Bianca: Why en't you ready? D'you need to go to the toilet or somethin'!?

Bianca: Honestly! Just go over there and hurry up with it!

Bianca: Let's go get the boss man! He'll pay for all this!

Bianca: Those were weird ghosts, eh? I wonder if they were the spirits of Nadiria.

Bianca: This castle's enormous! I dun't know how anyone could find their way around.

Bianca: I can't really tell the difference between ghosts and monsters and spirits. They're all the same to me.

Bianca: This must be the kitchen. Let's find that torch.

Bianca: Let's go. I know you're probably wonderin' about the food, but we need to get that ghost before we do anythin'.

Bianca: I dun't think I've ever seen so much dust. I wonder how long it's bin since this place had a good clean.

Bianca: What's wrong, Hero? Are you scared?

Bianca: Just keep thinkin' about that cat. You want to help it, right?

Bianca: Ha ha! You're braver than you look, Hero. I'm impressed!

Bianca: Looks like the monsters have all gone now. That's good news.

Bianca: It'll be mornin' soon. We'd better get back to Roundbeck.

Bianca: The Whealbrook guard has a snooze at night-time, dun't he?

Bianca: Still, he's there blockin' the village entrance even so. I'd say that puts him above the fella at Roundbeck.

Bianca: En't we supposed to be gettin' over to Uptaten Towers for a spot of ghostbustin', Hero?

Bianca: Then what are we doin' here in Whealbrook? You don't have much sense of direction, eh?

Bianca: We're done with the ghostbustin' now, and it'll be mornin' soon. We should hurry up and get back to Roundbeck.

Bianca: Dun't you think we'd better get a move on with our ghostbustin'?

Bianca: We'll be in trouble if the grown-ups wake up and spot us here.

Bianca: What are you doin', Hero!? What's the point in speakin' to folk when they're asleep, eh?

Bianca: No way! I can't believe we made it this far all on our own!

Bianca: What am I sayin'!? We shouldn't be standin' 'round here pattin' ourselves on the back. We need to get over to Uptaten Towers!

Bianca: I've come over all sleepy all of a sudden. Can we go back to Roundbeck now?

Bianca: This fella's doin' a good job of standin' guard, eh? He's not sleepin' on the job even though it's night-time.

Bianca: It's great fun bein' able to wander about outside the village like this, eh?

Bianca: I'm well impressed that we've made it this far, though. We've come a long way, you and me.

Bianca: Aren't you feelin' tired, Hero? I'm ready to go back to Roundbeck myself.

Bianca: What are you up to, Hero? We've done our ghostbustin', so it's time we got off home.

Bianca: People say you run into monsters if you wander about outside of town, dun't they?

Bianca: Still, we got to go and sort out those ghosts at Uptaten Towers, so it's no good worryin' ourselves about that.

Bianca: You and your old man Pankraz have bin travellin' about together for a good long while now, haven't you, Hero?

Bianca: You're so lucky. The only place I've ever bin is borin' old Whealbrook.

Bianca: This ghostbustin' trip will be the furthest I've travelled, y'know.

Bianca: Let's hurry up and sort them ghosts out so we can save that poor cat!

Bianca: Maybe we've gone and agreed to somethin' a bit too tricky. I hope we'll be able to save that poor little cat.

Bianca: We did it! We're the bee's knees, you and me!

Bianca: I won't get a wink of sleep tonight now!

Bianca: I can hardly wait for mornin' to roll around. It'll be wonderful to get that poor cat away from them horrible boys.

Honey: It wasn't a dream, you know. Faeries are real! And so is Faerie Lea, and everything else in the Realm of the Faeries.

Honey: I mean, you're talking to me now, aren't you? So it couldn't have been a dream, could it?

Honey: Your dad looks really tough. Yes, he's the kind of human I was hoping to find to help us.

Honey: Oops-a-daisy! I didn't mean I'm not happy with you. I am. Honest! Tee hee hee!

Honey: I bet you'll grow up to be a great man too, Hero. Just like your father.

Honey: I mean, you got the Herald of Spring back for us. That's amazing!

Honey: No one else would understand, even if you told them all about me and the other faeries.

Honey: It'd better be our little secret. Just between you and me. Tee hee! It'll be fun, won't it?

Honey: It is a little bit chilly here, I suppose. But compared to where I come from, it's like an oven.

Honey: I'm sorry. I've put you in danger, and you're just a boy too.

Honey: If only grown-up humans could see me as well. Then I wouldn't have had to ask you to help us.

Honey: All the grown-ups just see you as a normal little boy, don't they? Well never judge a book by its cover! That's what we faeries say.

Honey: If winter never ends, everything'll be frozen by the ice, and no one will have anything to eat.

Honey: We have to get the flute back! We need the Herald of Spring to bring an end to the freezing winter.

Honey: Now you can grow your vegetables again. Those sweet potatoes you humans eat are yummy. I'll sneak back and have some more sometime!

Honey: Your village has such a warm atmosphere, Hero. Not the temperature, silly! I mean all the nice people.

Honey: It's true. If you were a bit older, things wouldn't be so difficult for me, either.

Honey: Oops! I, I didn't mean that. I mean... Tee hee hee hee!

Honey: That old man's a silly billy! What does he know?

Honey: You'd be a great help to your father, if only he'd let you.

Honey: That young man looked like... No, it can't be...

Honey: He had a strange look in his eyes, didn't he? Just like you...

Honey: I didn't want to ask you to help us. I don't like putting you in danger. But I had no choice.

Honey: The danger's passed now. Come on, let's go and tell Treacle the good news!

Honey: You've been moving from place to place your whole life, haven't you? That's why you're so used to travelling.

Honey: It wasn't me! Not this time.

Honey: Tee hee hee! He's worse than me, that old man with his tricks!

Honey: Hee hee! He's really puzzled! Well I wrote it, so I get to rub it out. That's fair, isn't it?

Honey: You see, I'm really quite a good little faerie. That's why Treacle chose me.

Honey: Someone's after your father? Oh no! I suppose we faeries aren't the only ones with problems.

Honey: You'll help protect your father. I know you will. And I'll be looking out for you both too.

Honey: The legendary hero? But...he's not real, is he? I mean, a legend's a legend, isn't it?

Honey: If your father really was a king, that would make you a prince!

Honey: So, Prince Hero! I, Honey the faerie, humbly request your assistance to save my homeland. ...Tee hee hee!

Honey: If your father really was a king, that would make you a prince!

Honey: Well, Prince Hero! One is most honoured to have been assisted by Your Royal Highliness! ...Tee hee hee!

Honey: That's exactly what I think too! When you look at me, I feel all fuzzy and warm inside!

Honey: And you can see me. You've definitely got better eyes than all the other humans!

Honey: There's a lovely warm atmosphere in this little town.

Honey: You're ready to go back to the Realm of the Faeries now? Alright then, better prepare for battle!

Honey: Let's go back to Faerie Lea, then. Treacle will be over the moon!

Honey: Actually, this is where I first met you, isn't it, Hero?

Honey: I was at such a loss because no one could see me that I started to sing at the top of my voice.

Honey: And then you spoke to me. I was so happy, I could have burst!

Honey: So some of you humans live in little caves like this? I thought only the dwarfs did that. You're a funny lot.

Honey: Tee hee! Maybe we overdid it a bit.

Honey: You're only young. I shouldn't push you so hard...

Honey: No one would believe we beat the Winter Queen before, getting wiped out like that! Must've been a lapse of concentration, I suppose.

Honey: Anyway, Treacle's expecting us. I can't wait to see her face when we take her the Herald of Spring!

Honey: I hope we'll make a good team, Hero!

Honey: I knew it. Treacle's not sure about you because you're so young.

Honey: That's why she wants me to go along with you: to make sure nothing happens to you.

Honey: It's true that we faeries aren't very strong, but we're amazing at magic. You can leave all the healing and support spells to me!

Honey: Maybe the world really will freeze over completely if we can't get the Herald of Spring back...

Honey: None of us faeries knows what's going on inside the Winter Palace, you see.

Honey: What's wrong with everyone!? You'll make a great warrior, they'll see. Come on! We need to head out into the cold...

Honey: Oh, yes! The spring in Faerie Lea is wonderful! Blossom covers everything. Even the air takes on a sweet, pink tinge.

Honey: Well I think Treacle's right. Why shouldn't we all live together? That faerie's called Butterscotch, but we call her Bitterscotch! Tee hee hee!

Honey: I'm sure faeries and humans and monsters can all live together if we all try really hard!

Honey: That slime always used to say, 'I'm not a bad slime, you know!' And it's true. It left all its bad monster instincts behind.

Honey: It was just wandering about on its own when Treacle invited it to live in Faerie Lea.

Honey: What!? That little kitten's a great sabrecat!?

Honey: Heⓚⓛ Hee hee! O-Of course it is! I knew that. That's how I knew you were special just as soon as I met you.

Honey: Ⓠ When you're cold and blue, Ⓠ You need a bath 'n' shampoo Ⓡ Tee hee hee! I wish I could get in too!

Honey: The last village elder was really strict. You could get in trouble for anything. Even if you upset the peace just a teeny-weeny bit.

Honey: He only passed away recently. So Treacle's only been village elder for a little while, you see.

Honey: There are quite a few dwarfs living here in Faerie Lea, you know. They're merchants, mostly. And artisans too.

Honey: It still feels good to come home, even though things aren't quite right here.

Honey: That's unforgivable, thinking so sourly about Treacle! Dwight's mean! ...Er, who is this Dwight dwarf anyway?

Honey: Unforgivable, thinking so sourly about Treacle!

Honey: That old dwarf's been living here all this time because he was thrown out of Faerie Lea.

Honey: What Dwight's done is unforgivable, but I do feel sorry for the old dwarf. So I suppose I can understand why Dwight did what he did.

Honey: I don't trust that slime. It came out with 'I'm not a bad slime' before we'd even said anything. And who is this Dwight, anyway?

Honey: That man talks funny. I don't trust him. If you ask me, I think he's looking for 'Lots about Locks' to help him steal things.

Honey: Come on! We've got to find it first!

Honey: We never used to have people like him in our world.

Honey: Maybe it's a sign of bad things to come. I suppose that's why the old village elder was so strict.

Honey: Tee hee hee! 'Lots about Locks' for me! Ⓡ I can't believe you told him you'd already found it!

Honey: He looked so scary. You're really brave, Hero.

Honey: Yippee! Now we can open locked doors all over the place!

Honey: But no peeking behind doors you shouldn't be peeking behind! Tee hee! Tee hee hee!

Honey: Wowee! It really works! You really can open locked doors now!

Honey: Tee hee hee! It makes you think of all sorts of cheeky tricks and naughty things we could get up to! No wonder the village elder was worried.

Honey: I never knew there was a cave here before.

Honey: I wonder how far it goes down...

Honey: This is my first time in a cave. In fact, I've hardly been outside Faerie Lea at all until now...

Honey: If I'd come here on my own, I don't know if I'd have found my way out again.

Honey: It's a bit embarrassing actually, but...well... Hee hee hee! My sense of direction is abysmal. It's lucky I came with you.

Honey: This place is yucky. It's dark and wet and infested with monsters and yuck, yuck, yuck, yuck, yucky!

Honey: And that old dwarf's had to live in here all this time. Tee hee heⓚⓛ Oops! I mean, poor thing!

Honey: I'd never been in a cave until now. I thought it'd be really exciting and fun, but I'm bored.

Honey: I'm so bored I could die! I don't know how you put up with it, Hero.

Honey: Do you think that Dwight boy is really sorry for what he did? I'm not so sure...

Honey: That slime said it was Dwight right from the start, didn't it?

Honey: I knew it was telling the truth all along. Tee hee hee!

Honey: You see!? That Dwight boy's not sorry at all!

Honey: He's just a troublemaker if you ask me.

Honey: Er... Hero... Treacle wants the Herald of Spring back as soon as possible.

Honey: Hello? Can you hear me? No more side trips, okay?

Honey: You're teasing me, aren't you? You know I hate caves. Tee hee hee! You're worse than me, Hero!

Honey: It's locked, just like everyone said. Weren't you listening, Hero?

Honey: Hey! Didn't someone tell us about a dwarf who was thrown out of Faerie Lea for writing a book called 'Lots about Locks' or something...?

Honey: Sweet! We're in! But now it gets scary!

Honey: We've no idea what's waiting in here. Better tread gingerbreadly... Tee hee hee!

Honey: Unbelievable! The White Dwarⓚⓛ I mean, Dwight, just left without so much as a sorry!

Honey: Come on! Time to get the Herald of Spring at last!

Honey: This p-palace is so b-beautiful, but so c-c-cold! Brrr...

Honey: If it was summer, a cool place like this would be yummy. But in winter it's yucky!

Honey: You can't underestimate anyone, you see. Even a child. But we'll beat that Dwight dwarf next time!

Honey: Tee hee hee! You are a warrior, see. I was right! I knew it all along!

Honey: We better not let Treacle down. She's probably watching us even now...

Honey: Hey, wait a minute! We can't leave without the Herald of Spring.

Honey: Yippee! Now we can summon springtime at last!

Honey: But we can't relax just yet. This adventure's not over till we make it home!

Honey: Ow, ow, ow, ouch! Ouch! I hate this place! Who puts holes in the middle of such a slippery floor anyway!?

Honey: Hee hee! You can't stop where you think, can you? We need to think about this a bit...

Honey: Erm... First we move to there... Then to there... And then...erm...to...err... Tee hee! Got you! I haven't got a clue, silly!

Honey: I, I'm a bit amazed too. I wasn't really sure you'd be able to get it back either, Hero. Sorry. Hee hee hee!

Honey: I wonder too... A bit! But who cares now!? Ⓠ We beat the Winter Queen, ner-nee ner-nee ner ner! Ⓡ

Honey: If it got really, really cold, do you think a slime might stop wobbling about and go all hard like a stone?

Honey: Tee hee hee! That'd be fun! I wish we could try it.

Honey: 'Even bigger problems'? What a cheek! We should all be yahooing now, not boohooing!

Honey: You are brave, it's true. And strong. And clever. And nice. And, and, and... Are all humans like you?

Honey: This is our world, where all the faeries live. You come from the human world. And then there's the underworld, where the monsters live.

Honey: What? Where is the underworld? Well, er......it's, er......I... It's...underneath us! Yes, that's where it is!

Honey: (gulp) I knew it. Treacle's been watching us the whole time.

Honey: I didn't do anything silly, did I? Or say anything bad? Oh, no. I bet I'm in trouble...

Honey: I'm sorry, Hero. Some faeries don't like humans very much.

Honey: But I'm sure they'll all feel differently now that you've saved the day!

Honey: I can't wait for spring! I want to watch all the pretty blossoms dancing around me in the warm breeze!

Honey: Only Treacle can summon spring. She has to blow the Herald of Spring herself.

Honey: At the first sweet sound of the flute, spring will burst into life!

Honey: We can't keep the Herald of Spring forever, silly! We've got to give it to Treacle.

Honey: The snow goes on and on forever, you know. But really, it should be spring by now. All the pretty flowers should be bursting into life...

Honey: You're very quiet, aren't you? Do you miss your home already?

Honey: I wonder if we'll manage to get the Herald of Spring back. I mean, you're only small, aren't you? Tee hee hee!

Honey: I wonder why Treacle asked me to accompany you... I suppose she wants me to keep an eye on you.

Honey: You're just a boy after all. You need someone a bit older to make sure you don't get into trouble. ...That's me!

Honey: There's something special about you. I'm sure of it. We faeries are never wrong about things like that, you know. Never.

Honey: It's always cold in winter, but never this cold. Something's not right...

Honey: This is the first time I've ever been exploring like this, so I'm feeling a little bit nervous.

Honey: I know it's still freezing cold, but inside I feel like spring already! Yippee!

Honey: You really are amazing! I bet that inside you're just full to the brim of special magic bits and bobs!

Honey: Treacle will be waiting for us. We must get back to Faerie Lea.

Pankraz: I'm sorry I left you behind at the castle before. I was just so worried about Prince Harry.

Pankraz: I'll take the rear this time, so you don't need to worry about keeping up with me.

Pankraz: Why would they kidnap the Prince? If it was just for ransom money, I'd be less concerned, but I'm not so sure...

Pankraz: I fear for Prince Harry's life. We can't afford to waste any time!

Pankraz: I'm sorry, Hero. I was so focused on finding Prince Harry, I wasn't paying enough attention to you.

Pankraz: But in times of crisis like this, I need you to look after yourself. You can do that for me, can't you, Hero?

Pankraz: A monster too? Hm, I don't like the sound of this. We must find the Prince at once.

Pankraz: Argh! The barefacedness of these thugs! If we had more time, I'd teach them a lesson right now.

Pankraz: But we must find Prince Harry first. Come on, Hero, you lead the way!

Pankraz: I knew it! The Queen Consort was involved!

Pankraz: The King was right to be worried. But what a way for his fears to be realised!

Pankraz: Oh, yes. I've been meaning to ask you about that young man you were talking to in Whealbrook before we left for Coburg.

Pankraz: When I spoke to him, he asked how our travels were going. I felt like I recognised him, but I just can't put a name to his face.

Pankraz: I'm worried about Prince Harry. There's no time to talk. Just keep moving.

Prince Harry: I... I don't like this place...

Prince Harry: I wonder if... I wonder if your father will be alright?

Prince Harry: Your father was right. I suppose I ought to speak with Father when I get back to Coburg.

Harry: I forgot to tell you, but I found this T 'n' T ticket during the time I was a slave.

Harry: I would've thrown it away in the blink of an eye back in the old days!

Harry: But you hang on to any little scrap of anything you come by when you have so little.

Harry: I'm right behind you too, Hero! We'll do this together!

Harry: It looks like Maria really is going to stay on here.

Harry: What!? Why are you looking at me like that, Hero? You must feel a little sad about it too, right?

Harry: We'll just have to hope we'll have the chance to meet up with her again one day.

Harry: How can you be so cold? Oh well, it's no skin off my nose.

Harry: Fortuna? I don't think I've ever heard of such a town before.

Harry: Just walking back through the gate of this place makes me feel more relaxed.

Harry: I wonder how Maria's getting along. Shall we pop inside and see her?

Harry: Did you bring me here to make me feel better, Hero?

Harry: You didn't have to, really you didn't. But thank you.

Harry: That's quite an impressive statue!

Harry: We should keep it with us all the time. It probably has divine powers.

Harry: It's hard to imagine either of us as good husbands when you think we were both slaves until just recently!

Harry: But we know what it feels like to be miserable because of someone else's violence, so at least we'll never be like her brute of a husband.

Harry: We know more about suffering than most, that's for sure. It's been a rocky ride for us so far.

Harry: Huh... Now we have even more worry and sadness to be burdened with.

Harry: I wonder why Maria seems so lonely. Maybe it's because I'm not around.

Harry: Er, no, I'm sure that's not it. If only it was, though...

Harry: I hope Joshua didn't get into trouble for helping us to escape.

Harry: I just wish there was something we could do. Argh! I feel so helpless!

Harry: As long as I have a bed to sleep in, I'm happy. We've got another long day ahead of us, Hero!

Harry: I feel much better after that rest. Thanks, Hero.

Harry: To tell you the truth, I'm still not quite used to sleeping in a bed again. I suppose it's because I was a slave for such a long time.

Harry: You don't need to worry about me, Hero. Let's move on.

Harry: The Order of Zugzwang was so odd, kidnapping rich and high-class children like that.

Harry: Children are too weak to be of any use, so what's the point? Maybe it's because they're easier to influence.

Harry: I didn't realise rich girls came here to do domestic goddess training of all things! It sounds like a terrible bind.

Harry: Did you bring me here to make me feel better, Hero?

Harry: You didn't have to, really you didn't. But thank you.

Harry: I wish I was a cat. Then Maria and I could beⓚⓛ Er! Never mind!

Harry: How wonderful it must be to be a cat. They never have anything to worry about.

Harry: After all we've been through, being able to sleep in a comfortable bed is pure bliss. Here's to another fruitful day, Hero!

Harry: I feel much better after that rest. Thanks, Hero.

Harry: Why don't we stay here for the night? It's late now, and this is where Maria is. Let's stay!

Harry: You don't need to worry about me, Hero. Let's move on.

Harry: You know... Maria is the first woman I've ever met who I can truly say is both beautiful and kind-hearted.

Harry: She's so warm and friendly. She reminds me of my mother, who died when I was just a small boy.

Harry: Hm? You have a childhood friend like that?

Harry: You lucky thing! You'll have to introduce me to her one day. Don't forget now, will you?

Harry: You know... Maria is the first woman I've ever met who I can truly say is both beautiful and kind-hearted.

Harry: She's so warm and friendly. She reminds me of my mother, who died when I was just a small boy.

Harry: You've got a childhood friend like her, you said. Bianca, wasn't it?

Harry: I hope you get to see her again one day.

Harry: Maria's face is red?

Harry: Maybe she's gone and caught a cold from staying up too late. Oh dear! I do hope she's alright!

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Harry: Phew! What a lively place! Just looking at everyone running around makes me dizzy.

Harry: I know the state of Whealbrook's come as a bit of a shock to you. It has to me too, as it happens.

Harry: But now we're here, we should make the most of it and have some fun, don't you think?

Maria: What a vibrant town! Busy places can be so uplifting. But we mustn't let ourselves be distracted now.

Harry: Absolutely! We must stay focused, Hero. No slipping off to have fun!

Harry: 'Land of hope and glory'? I don't really have any particular hopes at the moment, as far as I know.

Harry: Oh, come on! Don't look like that. There's nothing too pressing we need to do right now. Loosen up!

Harry: Well, what I'm hoping for right now is to restore Coburg to its former glory.

Harry: He lost? At what? I wonder what kind of things go on in this town.

Harry: I wouldn't mind having some fun at the casino myself.

Harry: But no! We can't, can we? We have things to do. The casino's going to have to wait until next time.

Harry: It's as big as a castle town. I bet it's pretty lively of a night.

Harry: It's a fine thing for a person to have dreams and ambitions. Mind you, I don't need to tell you that, do I?

Harry: Yes, I think I need a dream. Perhaps I'll come across something with all this travelling I'm doing now.

Maria: That young girl was so full of spirit and energy. I think I might be a bit jealous.

Harry: A shop selling unusual items that's only open at night?

Harry: They must have some interesting things in stock. We should definitely pay it a visit this evening!

Harry: What kind of things do you think they might have for sale?

Harry: We'd better go and find out this evening, Hero!

Harry: Ha ha hah! Just look at the envy in his eyes!

Harry: There's nothing better than having something no one else can have, is there?

Maria: His wife must love him very much to be so worried about him going out at night.

Harry: What!? 'Mister'? I'm not a 'mister' yet, am I? I'm not that old, surely!

Maria: He's just a little boy. In his eyes, you probably are. But you shouldn't let a little boy's ideas worry you.

Harry: 'Mister'...? 'Mister'!? 'Mister'?

Maria: Oh, Harry. Don't let it upset you.

Harry: 'No passage without purchase'? It does look like a great short cut, though, doesn't it?

Harry: Hmm... 'Curiosity Shop'? It does sound a bit fishy, doesn't it? Do you think we're really going to want to know what it sells?

Harry: What on earth could it be? 'The only one of its kind'...?

Maria: I've heard a rumour about this. People say it's some kind of decoration, something really extraordinary.

Harry: If the residents of Fortuna themselves think it's a weird shop, it must be really weird.

Harry: Well, if there's a place as lively as this, there must be somewhere else that's the opposite extreme.

Harry: I wonder what's happened to Coburg while I've been away. Mind you, I suppose it's nothing to do with me any more, is it?

Harry: ............ Harry: bites his lip and hangs his head.

Maria: Oh, Harry, don't feel bad.

Harry: There are certainly some really useful spells to be learnt, aren't there?

Harry: A castle town in the north-east? Well, it can't be Coburg. Coburg's a respectable place. There's certainly nothing scary about Coburg.

Harry: I'm afraid she's right. They'd be very wise to stay away from Coburg at the moment.

Harry: Right... I suppose we are old enough to drink now, aren't we?

Harry: I'll tell you something, I don't mind not being able to go back to that Zugzwang shrine. Talk about a living hell!

Maria: Family is a wonderful thing. You know, having people around you who'll always care for you. I, I wonder if I'll ever see Joshua again...

Harry: Don't worry, Maria, I'm sure your brother's fine.

Harry: What sort of lazy cowboy sleeps like that in the middle of the day?

Harry: Ah, it's the owner of the Old Curiosity Shop! I thought he was a rich businessman running the place for a bit of fun, but now I'm not so sure...

Harry: Time marches on? It certainly didn't feel like it during all those years of slavery.

Harry: But it's rather strange, you know. When I look back on it now, it does almost seem like it was over in a flash.

Harry: Well, anyone could have told you that, couldn't they? Fortune-teller or no fortune-teller.

Harry: D-Do you really think it's possible to befriend monsters?

Harry: It'd be absolutely incredible if it was. We need to try this out at once!

Harry: A bunny girl? Do you think Monty makes her wear that? As a uniform, I mean. Uurgh... I shudder to think!

Harry: It's hard to turn a blind eye when you see people confined in such tiny cells.

Harry: I mean, it's a bit of a shame, isn't it?

Harry: He used to kidnap people!? Y-You don't think he's one of the thugs who took me from the castle all those years ago, do you?

Harry: Unbelievable! And to think I almost felt sorry for the people in these cells! He can stay in here for life as far as I'm concerned.

Harry: Wow! So this is what a casino looks like! And look at that! There's even a stage where they put on acts.

Harry: All the lights are so dazzling, they're making my eyes go funny.

Harry: Do you get the feeling we stick out like a couple of sore thumbs here, Hero?

Harry: Yes, so do I. I mean, it's a far cry from a life of slavery, isn't it?

Harry: No? I suppose you're right. We're not slaves any more. It's our right to enjoy the casino if we want to!

Harry: Ready to have some fun?

Harry: Exactly! Ex-slaves like us have got nothing to lose, have we? Let's go nuts!

Harry: What? A lackey never disagrees with his master, understand?

Harry: Don't get the wrong idea, Maria. I'm not the one who brought you here. It was Hero.

Maria: It looks like a lot of fun. Why don't we enjoy ourselves for a while? Just don't lose track of time!

Harry: Leftover gold, he says? That sounds like a useful piece of advice from an old hand, if you ask me.

Harry: Lose! Lose! Go on, lose!

Maria: Oh, I hope he wins!

Harry: Phew! That's a bit scary, isn't it? Better not let anything like that happen to us.

Harry: It's the first time I've ever seen theatre performed. It's pretty good, isn't it?

Harry: Did you hear that, Hero? We've got to go for it, he said!

Harry: Only, we're a bit tied up with more important things at the moment. We'd better push on.

Harry: He could be right, but I can well imagine us running out of tokens before that happens!

Harry: I suppose that's one way of looking at things, but I don't intend on being laid out in the family crypt until I've done everything I possibly can.

Harry: It sounds like he enjoys watching people getting fired up over their bets. Not the most admirable of occupations.

Harry: Legends are legends, if you ask me. I sincerely doubt there's any such person as the legendary hero.

Harry: Then I'll put down a thousand G that says he doesn't! H-Hey! I was only joking! Don't look at me like that. You're scaring me.

Harry: Wow! Being so close to the performers gives the whole show an electric feel.

Maria: It's such a romantic play! Do... Do you think we're allowed up on the stage?

Harry: These people are fantastic! Maybe this could be my dream: to become an actor!

Harry: O Maria! ⓚⓛ How did it go again? ⓚⓛ Though you are blind, and cannot see, I will wear my heart to show how much I do love thee!

Maria: Stop it, Harry! You're embarrassing me!

Harry: I wouldn't dream of peeking, but I can't make any promises about Hero here, ladies! He's the one to watch out for!

Harry: So those actors travel around, do they? I don't imagine that makes for an easy life in these troubled times.

Harry: Ch-Changing!? I can't look! I'd never be able to forgive myself!

Harry: Behave yourself now, Hero! Remember that Maria's with us.

Harry: The slurpodrome's a great idea. It's fantastic if you just want to forget everything and relax.

Harry: It's true. Slimes don't think like us, that's why. In fact, they don't think at all. It's all just mush behind those big eyes of theirs, you know.

Maria: This little slime's so cute. There's not a nasty bone in its body. I mean... Well, you know what I mean.

Maria: It's a miracle! I don't think I've ever met a slime that could talk before.

Harry: This town never ceases to amaze, does it? There's Treasures and Trapdoors here as well as a casino!

Harry: We're in danger of forgetting what we're travelling for. And how long we've spent here.

Harry: Wouldn't it be great if you could roll the exact number you wanted every time?

Harry: Argh! I hate being laughed at! Come on, Hero. We've got to have another bash.

Harry: I wouldn't mind having as much time on my hands as he seems to have.

Harry: Phew! What a lively place! Just looking at everyone running around makes me dizzy.

Harry: I know the state of Whealbrook's come as a bit of a shock to you. It has to me too, as it happens.

Harry: But now we're here, we should make the most of it and have some fun, don't you think?

Maria: What a vibrant town! Busy places can be so uplifting. But we mustn't let ourselves be distracted now.

Harry: Absolutely! We must stay focused, Hero. No slipping off to have fun!

Harry: This place is almost as bright at night as it is during the day! I love all this glitz!

Harry: Did you hear that? He won big! Come on! There's more where that came from! It's our turn to hit the casino now!

Harry: But no! We can't, can we? We have things to do. The casino's going to have to wait until next time.

Harry: Do you think he's talking about the Order of Zugzwang?

Harry: I'm afraid to say I think the fellow's going to be disappointed.

Maria: My brother heard the rumours too. And believed them. That's why he joined the order. If only he hadn't, maybe he'd be...

Harry: Don't worry, Maria, I'm sure your brother's fine.

Harry: 'A woman who is very close to you'...? Do you think she means your mother?

Harry: I'm not a big fan of fortune-telling, to be honest. But I hope she's right, anyway.

Harry: My stepmother really believed in fortune-telling. I tell you, it was a bit scary.

Harry: So that's why I never listen to all that rubbish, you see.

Harry: So if we did away with the smug brat, we'd acquire twenty mini medals, then?

Harry: I'm only joking! But don't tell me the thought didn't cross your mind too.

Harry: He seems like a bit of a bruiser, but he's just a softie at heart, worrying about his wife like that.

Harry: He's right. There's nothing like a hot bath after a hard day's work.

Harry: She scared the life out of me, screaming like that! I mean, er... It was um...very loud. I wasn't scared. Ha!

Maria: ............

Harry: She's right to be worried, I think. There are more monsters about between towns these days, and they seem a lot stronger now too.

Maria: It's awful. We shouldn't have to live in a world where children can't even play safely.

Harry: What are you smiling about? She was talking to me, you know.

Harry: He's not far wrong there, is he?

Harry: But it's not us he should be feeling sorry for. What about all the poor slaves still being made to work at the shrine?

Maria: I think all food's delicious, no matter what it is.

Maria: You can taste the loving care of whoever grew the crops or reared the livestock, and of the chef who prepared it all too.

Harry: It sounds like he really doesn't dare argue with his wife about it, doesn't it?

Harry: I couldn't stand that. I just hope I don't end up like that if I get married one day.

Maria: He should realise that his wife's just worried about him because she loves him.

Maria: It's only natural to worry about the people you love.

Harry: I'm sure it is. But I don't even remember what my mother looked like. She died when I was so young.

Harry: And my father was so busy he didn't have any time for me. It didn't really feel much like a family to me.

Harry: Maybe if I were to get married, I could change all that and build my own family.

Maria: Yes, I don't know how I would have managed without my brother. And even though we're apart now, he's still always in my heart.

Harry: The people here have a great time of it, don't they?

Harry: So this is Mystic Mridula's house?

Harry: I was expecting more dodgy-looking herbs and weird animals, to be honest.

Harry: Isn't she amazing? She knows her little speech so well, she can say it in her sleep!

Harry: Sounds like he's in trouble there!

Harry: Are you off your rocker, Hero? It's a wagon! Where else are we going to be able to pick one of them up? And when?

Harry: Wow! I never even dreamed of being able to buy a wagon for that kind of money. It's unbelievable!

Harry: This is awful! That's the most unbelievable price for a wagon I've ever heard, and we still can't afford it!

Harry: Who's been wasting all our gold, hm? It, it wasn't me.

Harry: That was dead lucky, wasn't it, buying a wagon so cheaply? A gift from the Goddess for everything we've had to suffer up to now.

Harry: He must just be a rich businessman having a bit of fun selling odd items, don't you think?

Harry: Wow! So this is what a casino looks like! And look at that! There's even a stage where they put on acts.

Harry: All the lights are so dazzling, they're making my eyes go funny.

Harry: Do you get the feeling we stick out like a couple of sore thumbs here, Hero?

Harry: Yes, so do I. I mean, it's a far cry from a life of slavery, isn't it?

Harry: No? I suppose you're right. We're not slaves any more. It's our right to enjoy the casino if we want to!

Harry: Ready to have some fun?

Harry: Exactly! Ex-slaves like us have got nothing to lose, have we? Let's go nuts!

Harry: What? A lackey never disagrees with his master, understand?

Harry: Don't get the wrong idea, Maria. I'm not the one who brought you here. It was Hero.

Maria: It looks like a lot of fun. Why don't we enjoy ourselves for a while? Just don't lose track of time!

Harry: Right then, what shall we do? The slots, the slurpodrome, the monster arena... Let's try everything!

Harry: I know, I know. We're on a quest and all that. There's no time for having fun at the casino.

Harry: Leftover gold, he says? That sounds like a useful piece of advice from an old hand, if you ask me.

Harry: Lose, lose, lose!

Harry: Oops! I'd better not look like I want him to lose, actually. Maria: might see me and think I'm really nasty.

Maria: I hope he wins. Then he'll be happy, and it's always nice when people are happy.

Harry: Hmm... That's a valuable lesson to learn. You can win big on the hundred-token machine, but you can lose big too.

Harry: It sounds like it isn't all glitz and glamour for actors, then. They have to work hard to realise their dreams too.

Harry: It sounds like he enjoys watching people getting fired up over their bets. Not the most admirable of occupations.

Harry: Legends are legends, if you ask me. I sincerely doubt there's any such person as the legendary hero.

Harry: Then I'll put down a thousand G that says he doesn't! H-Hey! I was only joking! Don't look at me like that. You're scaring me.

Harry: They put dancers on stage at night, look. They really go the whole hog here, don't they?

Maria: I don't know what it is about that song, but I really like it. It's so catchy.

Harry: Classy isn't the word! Just look at the way she moves! She's amazing!

Maria: Harry!

Maria: I... Oh no. I can't dance. Come on, Hero. Let's get off the stage before I make a fool of myself!

Harry: Dance if you feel like dancing, Hero. I think I'll just sit it out if you don't mind.

Harry: Ha ha ha hah! Not bad, Hero. You're not bad!

Maria: Actually, you know...this is really good fun!

Harry: I had no idea there was a castle like that around here. The world's really not a safe place any more, is it?

Harry: What a run-down-looking village!

Harry: No! This is where you used to live!? But it's so different to how you said.

Harry: Being in this place makes me feel more than a smidgen uneasy.

Harry: It reminds me what a thoughtless fool I was back in my younger years.

Harry: ............ Harry seems to be deep in thought.

Maria: Oh dear! This village is in a terrible way! ...Oh! This is your village, Hero?

Maria: I see. So that's why Harry looks so down in the dumps.

Maria: But there's no need for you to feel bad, Harry. You're not the one who did this.

Harry: Oh, Maria...

Harry: I'll look for it too! I'll do whatever I can to help you, Hero!

Harry: What pretty blossoms!

Harry: So the soldiers of Coburg burnt this place to the ground?

Harry: And people think it's your father's fault I went missing?

Harry: I'm so sorry, Hero. I had no idea that it would come to this.

Harry: What in the world has happened to Coburg!? How could they ever do something so cruel!?

Harry: ............ Harry is hanging his head low and chewing his lip.

Harry: So the soldiers of Coburg burnt this place to the ground?

Harry: And people think it's your father's fault I went missing?

Harry: I'm so sorry, Hero. I had no idea that it would come to this.

Harry: I have the image of your father burnt in my mind's eye.

Harry: You absolutely have to find your mother, Hero!

Harry: The soldiers who came here were funny-looking? I wonder what he meant by that.

Harry: I'm going to do something about Coburg, you mark my words!

Harry: Everywhere seems comfortable after that awful place we had to sleep in back at the temple.

Harry: ............ Harry looks like he's feeling ashamed.

Harry: What a run-down-looking village!

Harry: No! This is where you used to live!? But it's so different to how you said.

Harry: Oh! I'm terrible with stories like this! Huh! I feel all tearful now!

Harry: You don't think it was the soldiers from Coburg, do you? That poor child's parents...

Maria: Oh, Harry:, don't feel bad. Harry looks like he's struggling not to cry.

Harry: It's strange that even someone as strong as your father couldn't equip that sword.

Harry: I suppose this legendary hero must have some special quality that enables him to use it like no other can.

Maria: My brother and I could sense that you and Harry had some kind of special destiny, Hero.

Maria: And now here I am travelling around with you both! It's quite a strange feeling.

Harry: Bianca's that friend of yours you had when you were little, isn't she? I hope she's well.

Harry: Even if the hero is dead, it's possible he might have had a grandchild. We should start by looking for this legendary equipment first.

Harry: So you used to come here when you were young, did you, Hero?

Harry: I suppose it's not a bad sort of place to practise your adventuring, what with the monsters around here not being all that strong.

Harry: I can't help feeling that it's my fault your village is in such a sorry state. Don't you agree?

Harry: Well, if there's anything at all I can do to make amends, you must say so, Hero.

Harry: I know you're just saying that to make me feel better, but thank you.

Harry: We don't really have any reason to be here, do we, Hero? Perhaps we should try to focus a bit more on the task at hand.

Maria: I'm afraid I'm not very good in caves. For some reason, I can't help being reminded of that awful temple.

Harry: This is an interesting-looking sword. You should check that treasure chest while we're here too, Hero.

Harry: So this is the Zenithian Sword. It's incredible how shiny the blade is even though it's so ancient. It must have amazing powers.

Harry: It's a shame that only the legendary hero can use the Zenithian Sword.

Harry: You know, I did wonder for a while if you might be him, but it looks like I was wrong.

Harry: A dark world called Nadiria, the Zenithian Sword, the legendary hero... It's all a bit far-fetched, don't you think?

Harry: Still, now that we've read it, I suppose we've no choice but to search for the rest of the Zenithian Equipment and the hero to boot!

Harry: We should at least take the Zenithian Sword with us, don't you think?

Harry: It's funny how your father left that letter here, isn't it?

Harry: Maybe he somehow knew that something bad was going to happen to him.

Harry: And yet he still carried on with his travels regardless.

Harry: We've found what we were looking for, anyway. We should head back to the village.

Maria: Don't think I don't appreciate you showing me around all these different places and everything.

Maria: It's just... I think we should prioritise trying to help all those poor people who are suffering.

Harry: Absolutely! We must stay focused, Hero. No slipping off to have fun!

Harry: So this is where that childhood friend of yours is from. At least this place hasn't been burnt to the ground.

Harry: I wonder how that friend of yours, Bianca, is getting along. Let's go and find her.

Harry: ............ Harry: seems to be deep in thought.

Harry: Now I've heard what I've heard, I don't really have any choice but to go back to the castle and find out what's going on.

Harry: ............ Harry: is hanging his head low in silence.

Harry: No matter where we go, we never hear a good word said about Coburg.

Harry: Make sure you keep that Zenithian Sword hidden, won't you, Hero? That probably counts as a legendary weapon.

Harry: I hadn't realised the full extent of things up to now.

Harry: But I'm starting to see that our world's in quite a perilous state.

Harry: Oh, that's a shame, Hero.

Harry: I was looking forward to seeing your face when you met her again after all these years.

Harry: I suppose it is quite romantic, the idea of searching for someone. It just doesn't feel that way when you're the one doing it.

Harry: I wonder if all mothers feel like that.

Harry: Don't know why I'm asking you, mind. Neither of us would have a clue when it comes to answering that question.

Harry: So this is Bianca's house? It's not a bad-looking place.

Harry: I wonder where she is.

Harry: Oh. So Bianca's not here any more.

Harry: Ha! So this is the famous Zizzwizz Pillow! It smells fantastic.

Harry: Seven years ago? That's quite a while back now.

Harry: Don't be too disappointed, Hero! I'm sure you'll run into her again somewhere.

Harry: Ha! So this is the famous Zizzwizz Pillow! It smells fantastic.

Harry: That bunny girl's certainly, um...a bit old, isn't she?

Harry: No! She looked the same all that time ago? ...That's ten years!

Harry: What are you playing at? We don't have time to mess around. We need to ask about the legendary hero.

Harry: First there was all the talk about the legendary hero, and now we have this 'Es' something or other to think about too.

Harry: It's too much!

Maria: Don't think I don't appreciate you showing me around all these different places and everything.

Maria: It's just... I think we should prioritise trying to help all those poor people who are suffering.

Harry: Absolutely! We must stay focused, Hero. No slipping off to have fun!

Harry: So this is where that childhood friend of yours is from. At least this place hasn't been burnt to the ground.

Harry: I wonder how that friend of yours, Bianca, is getting along. Let's go and find her.

Harry: Wilbur was always much cleverer than me. I thought he'd make a good king.

Harry: If anyone has a way of communicating with monsters, I'd say it's you, Hero.

Harry: And Monty the monster monitor is another one who seems to get on with the things.

Harry: Hey! Maybe the old man is part of the clan who guard the seal! ...Actually, no. He hardly looks the part.

Harry: We don't have anyone who'd say that kind of thing about us.

Harry: When I get married and have children of my own, I'm going to spoil them something rotten!

Harry: We should stay here the night too.

Harry: I have a few things I need to think about.

Harry: Um, Hero. Like I said last night, I'm quite concerned about the situation over in Coburg.

Harry: I know it'll be a bit of a detour for us, but do you mind if we go and see what's going on?

Harry: That bunny girl's certainly, um...a bit old, isn't she?

Harry: No! She looked the same all that time ago? ...That's ten years!

Harry: What are you playing at? We don't have time to mess around. We need to ask about the legendary hero.

Harry: First there was all the talk about the legendary hero, and now we have this 'Es' something or other to think about too.

Harry: It's too much!

Harry: Just because you have a legendary weapon, it doesn't mean you can equip it. More's the pity.

Harry: He's not the only one who's disappointed. I wonder where they are now and what they're doing.

Harry: So this is the castle you came to all those years ago on your big ghost-hunt?

Harry: You must've been quite a brave young thing, coming here in the middle of the night when you were just a child!

Maria: I had no idea there was a castle all the way out here.

Harry: (cough cough) It looks smart enough from the outside, but it's a real dust trap on the inside!

Harry: Why have we come here, Hero? I certainly can't think of any good reason.

Harry: Unless! Are you taking us on a trip down memory lane with you, by any chance?

Harry: Hey! Did you see that!? I wonder if it was a ghost. Let's go and see!

Harry: There was I hoping I'd seen a ghost, when it was nothing more than a runaway couple! I didn't expect to find them here.

Maria: Aaah, forbidden love across the class boundaries... At least they were lucky enough to find this place to live in together.

Harry: It's good that the two of them didn't go through with the dying idea. Once you're dead, you're dead. There's no changing your mind then.

Maria: They both seem so happy. Seeing people like that makes me feel happy too.

Harry: What a strange count he must've been to have put his graveyard up on the castle roof!

Harry: The people in these graves asked you to defeat the ghosts? That all sounds a bit far-fetched!

Harry: That man doesn't seem to have much of a shadow. M-Maybe I'm just imagining it, though. Ha ha!

Harry: The only way to reach any of the other continents from here is by boat.

Maria: I feel so unsettled when I look at the ocean. On the other side of it is my brother and all those poor people trapped as slaves.

Harry: Don't worry, Maria, I'm sure your brother's fine.

Harry: ............ Harry: appears to be deep in thought.

Harry: I find it hard to imagine Wilbur giving out such strict orders. He was never the most strong-minded of chaps.

Harry: All of this will change when we oust that impostor.

Harry: ............ Harry: is hanging his head low in silence.

Harry: Permission!? I didn't need anything of the sort when I was a child!

Harry: I know you want to go, Hero. But I'm afraid Coburg holds no attraction for me whatsoever any more.

Harry: That's Frank. He used to just be a lowly servant. And yet look at him now, a soldier and everything!

Harry: His one weakness is large frogs. He's so scared of them! I used to have a lot of fun planting them about the place to give him a fright!

Harry: That's Coburg just across the river. The wind smells just the same as it used to in the old days.

Harry: Heavy-handed laws? I wonder what he means. We'll have to find out what's going on.

Harry: I didn't imagine I'd be setting foot in this place again. And yet here I am!

Harry: Things seem to have changed an awful lot. The place looks really run-down.

Maria: To think that you were prince of such a grand-looking castle, Harry!

Maria: Now I feel all ashamed. Have I been disrespectful, speaking to you in such a familiar way?

Harry: Don't be ridiculous! It makes me feel sad hearing you say things like that.

Harry: Surely we can't be in danger just for coming near the castle!? Whatever has become of this place?

Harry: There were plenty of times when we went without food for three days back when we were slaves, eh, Hero?

Maria: I heard a few nasty rumours about Coburg back at the abbey, but I had no idea things were this bad.

Harry: That was a bit mean, Hero. Surely you could afford to give her a few coins?

Maria: If I had any money, I'd give as much as I could to these poor folk here.

Harry: ............ Harry is biting his lip in thought.

Maria: Goddess, please have mercy on these poor suffering souls.

Harry: I cried with hunger in those first awful days of becoming a slave. There's nothing worse than being without food.

Maria: That poor boy. He looks so weak and thin...

Harry: A monster in the castle courtyard of all places! I thought it was a dog, and it took me totally off-guard!

Maria: Are you alright?

Maria: There's no need to worry about me. Luckily, you were there to protect me.

Harry: Why are my people having to suffer just so soldiers from foreign lands can be enlisted?

Harry: It doesn't make sense! Whoever's responsible for this will have me to answer to!

Maria: It's just like in the Order of Zugzwang. Why is it always those that are weak who are made to suffer?

Harry: We should still keep my true identity a secret, okay, Hero?

Harry: I didn't often use that passage, so I can't remember exactly where it is.

Harry: I can't help feeling that it was always quite tricky to see in the daytime.

Harry: A castle fell from the sky!? I didn't even know there was a castle up there in the first place. It's all a bit odd if you ask me.

Maria: I've heard something like that before myself.

Maria: Maybe the Goddess did it. Maybe she made the castle fall and the monsters attack humans again as a way of testing us.

Harry: What's all this about the Queen Dowager? Shouldn't it be Wilbur who has the authority around here!?

Harry: 'Rules the world'!? Whatever does the old bag think she's up to?

Harry: Ugh. This place has really gone to the dogs with people like him around.

Harry: What's a monster like him doing inside the castle!? Am I seeing things!? Why doesn't anyone else seem surprised!?

Maria: Dearie me. What scary-looking folk they are. I wonder how this castle ended up in such a state.

Harry: He's right about those soldiers being an unsavoury-looking bunch.

Harry: I was starting to worry that all the soldiers here had gone mad. It's nice to see one with his head still screwed on.

Harry: It's been bad here for a long time, ever since the soldiers were sent to destroy Whealbrook.

Harry: Curse it all!

Harry: Darwin? I've never heard of him before. I wonder who asked him to come to the castle...and why.

Harry: That all sounds rather complicated. I'm not very good when it comes to that kind of thing.

Maria: A secret unlocking the mysteries of evolution? It all sounds a bit scary for my liking.

Maria: I'd say it's more likely to be the hand of evil than the hand of the Goddess.

Harry: I think it was around here somewhere.

Harry: Ah! A switch! Nice work, Hero!

Harry: This passage was made so that it could be used as a means of escape in case of some kind of emergency.

Harry: I never imagined I'd be using it to sneak inside my own castle! Of all the ironies!

Harry: I only caught a quick glimpse, but there seemed to be a rather well-to-do lady in one of the cells. Surely not...

Harry: Now I'm starting to remember. I think you can get to the jail cells from here.

Harry: So she's the one behind all this? I didn't want to believe it because she is Wilbur's mother, after all. But now...

Harry: The Goddess won't need to punish her, because I'm going to see to it that she pays for what she's done right now!

Harry: Was that the real dowager, do you suppose, or the fake one? Now I'm really confused!

Maria: What a terrible place to die...

Maria: May all these poor souls find their way from these dark depths to the eternal comfort of the Goddess on high!

Harry: I don't understand! That's definitely the Dowager...my stepmother. No question about it.

Harry: So whatever is she doing stuck in a jail cell when she should be luxuriating away upstairs in the castle proper?

Harry: So there are two dowagers!? Who is the other one? And is she planning on taking over my kingdom?

Harry: At least this means Wilbur isn't the one at fault. That's something of a relief.

Harry: Pah! I won't allow that fake dowager to send Coburg further into ruin!

Harry: Just as we thought. That dowager must be fake. That would explain everything the old lady said.

Harry: The problem is, how do we prove it?

Harry: I'm going to do everything in my power to put this kingdom right, Hero! Everything in my power!

Maria: I can't believe a person could be executed just for not paying their taxes. Oh, Goddess have mercy!

Harry: Hmph. That chancellor fellow is here. Not that we need to take any notice of that worthless creature, I suppose.

Harry: A story about a mysterious mirror? Yes, I seem to remember something like that. But how does that help us?

Harry: The castle vault... That's not far from the place I was snatched all those years ago. Brrr! The thought of it sends shivers down my spine!

Harry: I've never heard anything so ridiculous. Can you imagine what it would be like if a selfish man like me were king?

Harry: If anyone around here is cut out for the monarchy, I'd say it's you, Hero. Don't let that go to your head though, eh.

Maria: He's right, Harry. You really are brave.

Maria: I'll never forget that day you stood up to the guard even though he had a whip in his hand. You were incredible.

Harry: What a tiresome little man. I don't blame Wilbur for feeling so uninspired with a man like that as chancellor.

Harry: Curses! I was hoping we'd be able to expose that fake dowager once and for all!

Harry: But meeting with her alone isn't enough. We need some way of proving it.

Harry: Curses! I was hoping we'd be able to expose that fake dowager once and for all!

Harry: But meeting with her alone isn't enough. We need some way of proving it.

Harry: This must be the book Wilbur was talking about.

Harry: A mirror 'with the power to show the truth'... Interesting. We'd better go and have a look at that tower, then!

Harry: It's funny to think of a teleportal inside the castle somewhere. I wonder who made it.

Harry: Shouldn't we be heading over to that tower with the mysterious mirror, Hero?

Maria: Erm, it's not really my business, but what are we doing here? Weren't we supposed to be going to the tower?

Harry: We'll have to come back during the daytime if we want to get inside the castle. We should rest for now.

Harry: This place feels even more desolate at night. It's like walking through a graveyard.

Harry: I'm going to sort this mess out, you mark my words!

Maria: Shouldn't the rulers of a kingdom be there to make their people happy? That's what I always thought.

Harry: I didn't realise that my father was trying to pass the crown on to me before he died.

Harry: I do remember there being a strained atmosphere in the castle at the time. I suppose that was why.

Maria: If only you'd become king, Harry. Then none of this would have happened.

Harry: There are certainly plenty of books here, so it's quite possible he'll find what he's looking for.

Harry: I wonder what the curiosity he's heard about might be. I never heard of anything like that.

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Harry: That trader must've been talking about the book that mentions the mysterious mirror. It certainly is a curiosity, that's for sure.

Harry: She's not the only one who got out while she could. This place feels like it's half empty nowadays.

Harry: That must be a teleportal. They're curious things that allow you to travel quickly between two far away places.

Harry: It reminds me of something I read once in an old book about travelling through a teleportal from the castle to another land.

Harry: Sorry! Listen to me waffling away!

Maria: I had no idea such a place existed so close to the abbey.

Harry: We should get going now that we have Ra's mirror.

Harry: The people of Coburg mustn't be left to suffer a moment longer!

Maria: Fancy being able to travel all the way to Coburg in an instant!

Maria: This teleportal is so convenient...and so bizarre! Maybe it's the work of the Goddess.

Harry: If he won't let us pass, then I suppose there's nothing we can do. Let's move on, Hero!

Harry: So we're not allowed to pass at night. Oh well. We'll have to come back another time.

Maria: That old man must be a bit lonely, stuck out here all on his own.

Maria: If only he'd drop in at the abbey, there'd be plenty of people there he could have a chat with.

Harry: It's nice to have a place where we're made to feel so welcome, don't you think, Hero?

Harry: Sorry, Hero. We're supposed to be looking for your mother, and yet I've gone and distracted you with this instead.

Harry: I never imagined we'd end up going to the tower with Maria.

Harry: I suppose nuns are basically the same as monks really. Maybe we should ask them about the tower.

Maria: I suppose that's my part in this done with. But I'd like to stay with you until you find what you came for, if that's alright.

Harry: Of course. You've been a great help to us, Maria:. We'd be honoured to have you. Right, Hero?

Harry: It's hard to imagine either of us as good husbands when you think we were both slaves until just recently!

Harry: But we know what it feels like to be miserable because of someone else's violence, so at least we'll never be like her brute of a husband.

Maria: I think she's right. You would make a good husband, Hero.

Maria: ...Oh! And so would you, Harry! I didn't mean to leave you out.

Harry: I say! There's no need to make a special effort to compliment me, you know!

Maria: I had a small statue of the Goddess carved for me a little while back.

Maria: It made me feel so at peace to hold it in my hands and see Her smiling at me.

Maria: I'm rather good at cooking and sewing myself, because I had to do it for Joshua and I from a young age.

Harry: I wonder why Maria seems so lonely. Maybe it's because I'm not around.

Harry: Er, no, I'm sure that's not it. If only it was, though...

Harry: The girl's right. We mustn't let Maria come to any harm, do you hear, Hero?

Maria: That little girl really seems to think of me as her big sister.

Maria: It's nice to have a little sister out of nowhere. I only ever had a brother before.

Harry: It's wonderful to see Maria again. I do feel a bit jealous that she said your name before mine, though.

Harry: I suppose nuns are basically the same as monks really. Maybe we should ask them about the tower.

Harry: It's lovely to have you travelling with us again, Maria.

Maria: Thank you, Harry. I'm really happy to be with you again too.

Maria: You do both seem a little bit different to before, though.

Maria: It's almost like you have a shadow cast over you.

Harry: I'm going to stand by you, Maria! I'll protect you with my life, now and forever!

Maria: Sorry? What was that you just said, Harry?

Harry: Er... Ha, ha. Don't worry. It was nothing important.

Harry: Well, we have Maria with us now, so I suppose we should get along to that tower.

Maria: I wonder what the Abbess meant by 'those who are too proud to believe in things they cannot see'.

Maria: I know I volunteered myself for this, but I'm starting to worry that I might not be worthy.

Harry: As long as I have a bed to sleep in, I'm happy. We've got another long day ahead of us, Hero!

Harry: I feel much better after that rest. Thanks, Hero.

Harry: To tell you the truth, I'm still not quite used to sleeping in a bed again. I suppose it's because I was a slave for such a long time.

Harry: You don't need to worry about me, Hero. Let's move on.

Maria: I wonder what sort of man she had in mind, that girl who went through all the domestic goddess training.

Maria: The poor child definitely feels lonely at times.

Maria: She may seem strong on the outside, but she must miss her father terribly.

Harry: It's wonderful to see Maria again. I do feel a bit jealous that she said your name before mine, though.

Harry: I suppose nuns are basically the same as monks really. Maybe we should ask them about the tower.

Harry: It's lovely to have you travelling with us again, Maria.

Maria: Thank you, Harry. I'm really happy to be with you again too.

Maria: You do both seem a little bit different to before, though.

Maria: It's almost like you have a shadow cast over you.

Harry: I'm going to stand by you, Maria! I'll protect you with my life, now and forever!

Maria: Sorry? What was that you just said, Harry?

Harry: Er... Ha, ha. Don't worry. It was nothing important.

Harry: Well, we have Maria with us now, so I suppose we should get along to that tower.

Maria: I wonder what the Abbess meant by 'those who are too proud to believe in things they cannot see'.

Maria: I know I volunteered myself for this, but I'm starting to worry that I might not be worthy.

Harry: As long as I have a bed to sleep in, I'm happy. We've got another long day ahead of us, Hero!

Harry: I feel much better after that rest. Thanks, Hero.

Harry: To tell you the truth, I'm still not quite used to sleeping in a bed again. I suppose it's because I was a slave for such a long time.

Harry: You don't need to worry about me, Hero. Let's move on.

Harry: It's finally time for Coburg to come out of the clouds and back into the sunshine! Let's go and find Wilbur!

Maria: It's funny to think that Harry is actually a prince of such an enormous castle.

Maria: In the normal run of things, there's no way someone as lowly as I would ever have had the chance to befriend him.

Harry: The place looks so different. But it all ends here! All we have to do is oust that fake dowager!

Harry: There's nothing anyone can do to stop us now! Let's go, Hero!

Harry: There were plenty of times when we went without food for three days back when we were slaves, eh, Hero?

Maria: I heard a few nasty rumours about Coburg back at the abbey, but I had no idea things were this bad.

Harry: That was a bit mean, Hero. Surely you could afford to give her a few coins?

Maria: If I had any money, I'd give as much as I could to these poor folk here.

Harry: ............ Harry is biting his lip in thought.

Maria: Goddess, please have mercy on these poor suffering souls.

Harry: I cried with hunger in those first awful days of becoming a slave. There's nothing worse than being without food.

Maria: That poor boy. He looks so weak and thin...

Harry: A monster in the castle courtyard of all places! I thought it was a dog, and it took me totally off-guard!

Maria: Are you alright?

Maria: There's no need to worry about me. Luckily, you were there to protect me.

Harry: It won't be long before this dark period comes to an end.

Harry: The light of truth that shines forth from this mirror will be all that Coburg needs to banish the darkness!

Maria: It's time to help those poor, suffering people at last.

Harry: A castle fell from the sky!? I didn't even know there was a castle up there in the first place. It's all a bit odd if you ask me.

Maria: I've heard something like that before myself.

Maria: Maybe the Goddess did it. Maybe she made the castle fall and the monsters attack humans again as a way of testing us.

Harry: Curses! We don't have time for this! We'll have to find another way.

Harry: Hey! Now's not the time for detours! Stay focused!

Harry: Urgh! The thought of someone like that ruling over Coburg...and the world!

Maria: If there's a war, lots of people will end up losing their lives. We have to stop it from coming to that!

Harry: They won't be looking so pleased with themselves when I'm finished here!

Harry: So the fake dowager is actually a monster? How did a monster get in here unnoticed?

Harry: He's right about those soldiers being an unsavoury-looking bunch.

Harry: I was starting to worry that all the soldiers here had gone mad. It's nice to see one with his head still screwed on.

Harry: The fake dowager must have already been in place at the time Whealbrook was attacked.

Harry: There's no way a human would order an innocent village to be destroyed like that.

Harry: Darwin? I don't remember hearing that name before. I wonder if the fake dowager summoned him here.

Harry: Maybe the fake dowager was trying to research a way of evolving into a stronger being.

Maria: A secret unlocking the mysteries of evolution? It all sounds a bit scary for my liking.

Maria: I'd say it's more likely to be the hand of evil than the hand of the Goddess.

Harry: This passage was made so that it could be used as a means of escape in case of some kind of emergency.

Harry: I never imagined I'd be using it to sneak inside my own castle! Of all the ironies!

Harry: I doubt there's much use in explaining that it was all the fake dowager's doing.

Harry: We just have to reveal her true identity and put an end to all this. Then we can rescue the old man.

Maria: That poor man, being stuck down here in the dark all those years.

Maria: What a terrible place to die...

Maria: May all these poor souls find their way from these dark depths to the eternal comfort of the Goddess on high!

Harry: When they talk about having someone's head on a platter around here, they probably mean it literally!

Harry: That's because the fake dowager came along. It stands to reason that she's going to change because she's a different person entirely!

Harry: It sounds like Wilbur's been down to the jail and freed the real dowager.

Harry: Let's go and find Wilbur. Hurry, Hero!

Harry: Huh! If only he hadn't gone and meddled in all this.

Harry: He always was a bit slow-witted.

Maria: Oh dear. What a pickle! At least we have the mirror to help us figure all this out.

Harry: He realises this is silly. I just wish he was a bit more together. He is King, after all.

Maria: So that's Harry's brother, King of Coburg? They're not very alike.

Harry: Hmm. I'm not so sure she's the real thing. Look at how grubby she is!

Harry: The Queen Dowager I knew was nowhere near as gentle and warm, either.

Maria: We should use the mirror!

Harry: Ah yes. I remember that shrill voice well from my childhood years. Maybe this is the real one.

Maria: We should use the mirror!

Harry: Now's not the time to keep quiet and lay low! We'll show that monster who's boss this time, Hero!

Harry: This must've all been a big shock for Wilbur. The kingdom was on the brink of disaster.

Harry: Come on, Hero! I need your help!

Harry: It's finally time for Coburg to come out of the clouds and back into the sunshine! Let's go and find Wilbur!

Maria: It's funny to think that Harry is actually a prince of such an enormous castle.

Maria: In the normal run of things, there's no way someone as lowly as I would ever have had the chance to befriend him.

Harry: This place feels even more desolate at night. It's like walking through a graveyard.

Maria: The entrance to the castle is closed at night. We should come back in the morning.

Harry: All the people here need is a little more patience. We'll sort things out for them before long.

Maria: Shouldn't the rulers of a kingdom be there to make their people happy? That's what I always thought.

Harry: I didn't realise that my father was trying to pass the crown on to me before he died.

Harry: I do remember there being a strained atmosphere in the castle at the time. I suppose that was why.

Maria: If only you'd become king, Harry. Then none of this would have happened.

Harry: That trader must've been talking about the book that mentions the mysterious mirror. It certainly is a curiosity, that's for sure.

Harry: She's not the only one who got out while she could. This place feels like it's half empty nowadays.

Harry: This is where your father was killed by that no-good Ladja.

Harry: I'll never forget the way he put up no resistance and endured all that to keep you safe.

Harry: It feels just like yesterday that you came here and tried to rescue me.

Harry: Who would have thought then that we'd end up being friends all this time?

Harry: I wonder if he's talking about the temple when he mentions a holy land. Pah! That place is more like hell!

Harry: It looks like the bandits aren't using this place as a hideout any more.

Harry: You don't think these are the kidnappers, do you? What in the world happened here?

Harry: It's been many a long year since we had the chance to enjoy so much outside air.

Harry: It's funny. I used to take little things like that for granted, but now they seem so important.

Harry: It's all very well deciding to go off and find your mother, but where do we start?

Harry: I suppose that town to the north is as good a place as any.

Harry: I still can't believe how we managed to travel so far in a barrel, of all things!

Harry: We must be the luckiest people alive!

Harry: That Fortuna place was certainly lively, wasn't it?

Harry: Can you imagine if Coburg or your village were that well off? Wow!

Harry: Ha ha! I was a bit worried the price might reflect the quality, but this isn't a bad horse and cart!

Harry: Now we can bring as many people as we like along on our travels.

Harry: The Coburg checkpoint never used to be so imposing.

Harry: It's so awful what happened to your village, Hero. I...I...don't know what to say.

Harry: It sounds like Coburg has changed beyond recognition since I've been away.

Harry: I have to get to the bottom of what's going on. Let's go to the castle!

Harry: I had planned to forget any ties I ever had to Coburg. But it looks like it's not going to be that easy.

Maria: Off we go. The tower is just south of the abbey.

Harry: We must have some special connection with Maria. That's why we've found ourselves travelling with her again.

Harry: As long as we make sure she doesn't come to any harm. That's the main thing.

Harry: I'm obviously worried about what's happening over in Coburg, but I think it's for the best if I stay away.

Harry: I'm just going to forget about the place. I'll keep travelling with you until I figure out my own way in the world.

Harry: Lovely weather we've been having, don't you think? The grass smells wonderful.

Harry: There's nothing better than being free to walk around outdoors whenever the fancy takes you.

Harry: Come to think of it, I hardly ever set foot outside Coburg Castle back in those days. What a waste!

Harry: Aaah, I'm absolutely exhausted! One good thing I can say for being a slave was that we at least had a regular routine!

Harry: You know, I think this might be the first time in my life that I've ever been out walking at night-time!

Harry: The stars are absolutely beautiful. We never had the chance to really look at them back when we were slaves.

Harry: It's getting dark already. But we have to keep pushing on. Come on, Hero!

Harry: My father didn't have much time left when it all happened.

Harry: I wish I could meet him again, just once. I suppose there's no use in wishing, though.

Harry: I wonder if this mirror that reveals the truth is even still hidden in the tower. That diary was really ancient, let's face it.

Harry: The folk inside were certainly a weird bunch.

Harry: But it was still nice to be back in the castle again. I sort of miss the place. It was once my home, after all.

Maria: I do hope I'll be able to help you out, Hero.

Harry: I wonder if it really does have the powers we think it has. It looks just like an old mirror from where I'm standing.

Harry: We'd better hurry on back to Coburg. It's starting to give me the willies being out here.

Maria: I'm so glad I could come along with you both, Hero. It's cheered me up no end.

Harry: There's no point just standing here if the doors won't open. Let's try going somewhere else, Hero.

Harry: Hmph. Looks like the key from Coburg isn't any use here.

Harry: It said something in that diary about some monks having the key. I wonder where we can find them.

Maria: I'm so happy that I could be of use to you. What a relief!

Harry: I knew Maria would be able to get those doors open! I always believed in her!

Harry: Let's go and get it! But we should tread carefully. We have Maria to think of, after all.

Harry: What are we waiting for? There's no point in hanging around here any longer, let's hurry back to Coburg!

Harry: Did you see that, Hero?

Harry: Me too. I wouldn't forget that man in a hurry. Does that mean the woman was...?

Harry: No? Oh... I must have been imagining things.

Harry: This tower looks really ancient. I had no idea it was here, in amongst all these mountains.

Harry: This must be the tower we read about in that diary! So this is where the mirror's supposed to be.

Maria: ............ Maria looks a bit nervous.

Harry: It's old, but it's certainly stood up well over the years. Maybe it's been protected by the Goddess.

Maria: I can sense a kind of divine presence. Maybe it's true that this place was created by the Goddess.

Harry: There must be a way ahead that we've overlooked. We must explore all possibilities.

Maria: That's rather a big drop, isn't it? Take care not to fall!

Harry: Aren't you getting tired, Maria? Maybe we should rest for a while.

Maria: No, not at all. I don't want to slow you down.

Harry: This tower's starting to get on my nerves! We don't have time for this kind of thing!

Harry: Oh blast! How are we supposed to go any further with the path gone like this!?

Maria: The idea behind this place is that only those who believe in things they can't always see receive the blessing of the Goddess.

Maria: So maybe this is a kind of test. To see if we'll doubt what's actually before our very eyes.

Harry: We found it! With this mirror, we'll be able to save Coburg from the chaos it's fallen into!

Maria: We managed to pass the trial of the tower! Dear Goddess, we are eternally grateful!

Harry: I didn't expect there to be a path right in front of me that I couldn't see.

Harry: Now I'm starting to think there might be some truth in this talk of the tower being created by the Goddess.

Maria: It was frightening, but we've proved now that you just need the courage to move forward one step at a time, and a path will open up to you.

Maria: I'm going to learn from this, and try to live my life with courage from now on in!

Harry: Well, we have what we came for. We should hurry on back to Coburg and put this little episode behind us.

Harry: Sorry I put you and Maria to so much trouble, Hero.

Harry: We're not quite there yet, though. I'll save my thanks for when this is all done and dusted.

Bianca: It's great to be able to have a little adventure together again after all these years, Hero!

Bianca: You've grown up an awful lot since last time. Just imagine what kind of fun we could have now!

Bianca: Dun't take any notice of what Dad was sayin'. He's ill. He dun't know what he's on about!

Bianca: That bloke's veggies taste amazin'. We have him deliver 'em to our place, and they're great!

Bianca: That bloke may moan, but what his son's doin' is probably a big help.

Bianca: It's up to us folk of Stockenbarrel to man the lock and keep it maintained.

Bianca: I dun't think there's many folk who've had it opened for 'em and bin up to that lake he was on about.

Bianca: That cat's not exactly a pet of ours, but it seems to like hangin' around our place all the time.

Bianca: Come to think of it, I wonder how %a001210's gettin' along.

Bianca: I'm sure he means well deep down, but I wish he wouldn't call me 'darlin'.

Bianca: Just because it's a mixed bath, it dun't mean people shouldn't observe some kind of limits!

Bianca: What d'you reckon, Hero? D'you think my skin's lovely?

Bianca: Ha ha! Thanks! I reckon it's all down to havin' one of these baths every day for the last Goddess knows how long.

Bianca: Fair enough. I am a bit sunburnt, after all. And then there's all the cuts and grazes. Not to mention the odd bruise or two...

Bianca: Huh! Look who's all grown up all of a sudden!

Bianca: We moved here to Stockenbarrel because we thought the bath water might do Dad some good.

Bianca: In an ideal world, I'd have preferred to stay in Roundbeck so I'd know sooner when you were back safe and sound.

Bianca: Ha ha! She certainly tells it like it is!

Bianca: I really liked it back in Roundbeck, but this place en't bad neither. Can be a bit quiet, mind.

Bianca: Oh yeah. I remember one of the villagers headin' off to join up with that religion a while back. I wonder how they're gettin' on.

Bianca: It's a bit of a pain havin' to traipse past the inn to get to the baths.

Bianca: But they're the ones takin' care of them, so I s'pose it's fair enough.

Bianca: I dun't think I've bin this happy in a long time. You're back on the scene and Dad seems to be gettin' better. It's all good!

Bianca: There's somethin' about goin' into a pub durin' the day. It always seems quieter than everywhere else, dun't you think?

Bianca: The White King's Paradise? That sounds a bit serious. This kind of talk really gives me the willies for some reason.

Bianca: That scintillating sinter he was on about is the crystal deposits left behind in the bath water. It's all natural stuff, and there's not a lot of it.

Bianca: It's the most famous thing about Stockenbarrel by far.

Bianca: I had intended to take care of everythin' myself, but that bloke said carpenteerin' is too dangerous for me alone.

Bianca: So we came to an arrangement where he'd come and help me out each day. He's a bit of a worrier, mind!

Bianca: It's up to us folk of Stockenbarrel to man the lock and keep it maintained.

Bianca: I dun't think there's many folk who've had it opened for 'em and bin up to that lake he was on about.

Bianca: If only he wasn't here, we'd have the whole bath to ourselves, eh? Ha ha! Don't worry, I'm only jokin'!

Bianca: A cave... I wonder if that's where your ring's hidden, Hero.

Bianca: There certainly was a treasure in there, eh! The key to your happiness, no less!

Bianca: Ha ha! There you go again, tryin' to speak to folk when they're sleepin'! You're a funny one sometimes, Hero.

Bianca: That woman always stays up into the night until her old man comes home.

Bianca: She makes all this fuss and moans about him bein' late, but I think she's just anxious when he's not around.

Bianca: There en't any other girls of my age here in the village. I hope this one hangs around for a while.

Bianca: It's bin a while since any young folk came here to visit the baths. It's mostly old people comin' to fix their ailments.

Bianca: Oh yeah. I remember one of the villagers headin' off to join up with that religion a while back. I hope they're okay.

Bianca: That old man's always comin' out with things a bit over the line. But I'm sure he means well deep down.

Bianca: You've seen my house, right? That bloke had it up in no time!

Bianca: Suddenly carpenterin' is more fun than it sounds!

Bianca: You can hardly blame his missus for bein' angry. He'll be no good to anyone after ten glasses!

Bianca: That little one's always asleep here of a night. I wonder what it is about our house that it likes so much.

Bianca: I can't believe it's bin over ten years. An awful lot's happened to both of us since then, eh, Hero?

Bianca: What an enormous cave! And it's not even all that dark either, what with the light comin' in through the gaps in the rocks.

Bianca: Quite a difference to our little adventure at Uptaten Towers, eh? That was a dark old smelly old place if ever there was one!

Bianca: It's quite a puzzle really, this place. I mean, the fact that it has paths and stairs probably means the whole thing's man-made.

Bianca: You've grown up to be pretty strong, Hero. I must admit, I'm a bit surprised!

Bianca: You dun't seem to want to talk about it much, but I can tell you've bin through an awful lot since we last met.

Bianca: I can hear a really loud noise comin' from somewhere. Like a roar or somethin'. I wonder what it is.

Bianca: I never expected Mum to die so early.

Bianca: Life's pretty unpredictable, en't it, Hero? You never can tell what's 'round the corner.

Bianca: Well, we can't stand here admirin' the scenery all day long. Let's just make sure we don't fall though, eh?

Bianca: ............ Bianca: looks a bit annoyed.

Bianca: There's no way I'm goin' to let a lowlife like him find the ring! We'd better hurry up and get ahead!

Bianca: It feels like we've bin climbin' down for ages now. Surely it can't be much further!?

Bianca: There must be another place like this we've overlooked.

Bianca: We've looked all over the place, but I suppose we must've missed somethin' along the way.

Bianca: We'd better try lookin' again a bit more carefully this time.

Bianca: I suppose you'll become a 'Mostroferratian' or whatever once you get married, eh, Hero?

Bianca: There was a chance we might've come to live here once, y'know.

Bianca: It's not far from the baths of Stockenbarrel, and it's great for shoppin'.

Bianca: But it was decided we'd move to Stockenbarrel itself in the end, 'cos it's better for Dad and his health if he's somewhere quiet.

Bianca: I hope it really is the Zenithian Shield. It would be great if you could find your Mum.

Bianca: Crispin's the one who fancies Nera, right?

Bianca: Sounds like he pushed himself a bit too far 'cos he wants to marry her so badly. Poor thing.

Bianca: He's a canny salesman, eh? He's right, though. We should check over our stuff before we go anywhere.

Bianca: Hey, it must be makin' you a bit jealous, the idea of Nera lookin' after some other bloke!

Bianca: Ha ha ha! Thought so.

Bianca: Pah! You dun't have to lie to me, y'know!

Bianca: Yeah, you're bound to find the ring no problem. I'm here to help you, after all!

Bianca: What d'you suppose that means? Do you think Nera loves someone else?

Bianca: Or maybe she just dun't want you to get hurt. Hm, I wonder what it is that's on her mind.

Bianca: Crispin and Nera are childhood friends, en't they?

Bianca: I suppose it's only natural she'd be worried about him gettin' hurt, then.

Bianca: It's hardly Nera's fault. It's her dad who's to blame for comin' up with such a dangerous challenge in the first place.

Bianca: Nera's so pretty. And she seems really sweet too.

Bianca: I'd say she might even be a bit too good for you, Hero!

Bianca: Crikey! What awful burns! I reckon his fever'll be around for a while, judgin' by the look of him.

Bianca: Blimey! That was a bit of a shock! How can she be so polite to her customers in one breath and so rotten to her husband the next!?

Bianca: It's hard to tell whether he's just kind or weak-willed. They certainly go well together, anyway.

Bianca: I hope I manage to find someone like that to marry one day. It's a long way off yet, though, I'm sure.

Bianca: The church here is so huge and beautiful!

Bianca: It really is lovely. I hope I can get married in a place like that.

Bianca: That Briscoletti bloke must be loaded to have a holiday home within spittin' distance of his actual house!

Bianca: Wow! What a house! I can't believe you're goin' to be part of such a rich family, Hero!

Bianca: That Briscoletti certainly dun't mince his words, eh?

Bianca: I wonder if he really thinks you'd do somethin' like that...

Bianca: Dun't tell anyone, but he was a right wimp! He was cryin' and moanin' about the pain, so it was ever so hard tryin' to tend to him.

Bianca: You're plannin' on carryin' on with your travels after you get married, right, Hero?

Bianca: I suppose Nera will be pretty worried about you, then.

Bianca: Eh!? So you're goin' after the ring just so you can marry Nera? And not because you want the Zenithian Shield!?

Bianca: Well... Yeah, I suppose I can see your point. Maybe it's best just to give up lookin' for your mum and settle down to a family of your own.

Bianca: What d'you suppose that means? Do you think Nera loves someone else?

Bianca: Or maybe she just dun't want you to get hurt. Hm, I wonder what it is that's on her mind.

Bianca: Fancy thinkin' of gettin' married just for the money! It's like Nera's some kind of meal ticket to him.

Bianca: I dun't think this is a good idea, Hero. That stuff's ever so strong. It en't for them who en't used to it.

Bianca: Are you okay, Hero? Drinkin' all that probably weren't the best idea. Let me know if you start to feel funny.

Bianca: Looks like that's his tactic with the ladies. At least you dun't have to resort to things like that, Hero.

Bianca: Crispin and Nera are childhood friends, en't they?

Bianca: I suppose it's only natural she'd be worried about him gettin' hurt, then.

Bianca: Crispin really loves Nera, eh?

Bianca: It seems like it should be the two of them gettin' married, really.

Bianca: Sorry! Just forget I said anythin'.

Bianca: Ha ha ha! It's funny seein' how different folk are with their spouses!

Bianca: Nera will be asleep by now. I know you want to see her, but you'll just have to wait until tomorrow.

Bianca: So this is Nera's older sister, is it?

Bianca: Blimey! I dun't think you could find two folk more different to each other.

Bianca: I suppose I have bin livin' in the countryside a while, so I can see why I'd look like a peasant to the likes of her.

Bianca: But there's no need for her to come right out and say it to my face!

Bianca: I dun't suppose you actually prefer that Debora over Nera, do you, Hero?

Bianca: Well, I'll be! Who'd have seen that comin', eh?

Bianca: Yeah, I suppose you prefer the more ladylike type, eh?

Bianca: I dun't suppose you actually prefer that Debora over Nera, do you, Hero?

Bianca: Well, I'll be! Who'd have seen that comin', eh?

Bianca: Yeah, I suppose you prefer the more ladylike type, eh?

Bianca: So this is it, Hero. With the Circle of Water, nothin's stoppin' you from marryin' that Nera.

Bianca: Make sure you invite me to the weddin', eh? I did help you find the ring, after all, so you owe me one!

Bianca: There was a chance we might've come to live here once, y'know.

Bianca: It's not far from the baths of Stockenbarrel, and it's great for shoppin'.

Bianca: But it was decided we'd move to Stockenbarrel itself in the end, 'cos it's better for Dad and his health if he's somewhere quiet.

Bianca: Um, Hero. Do you really love Nera?

Bianca: Ha ha ha! Yeah, of course you do. Sorry. That was a weird thing of me to ask.

Bianca: Hmm. Nera would be really sad if she heard you sayin' that, you know.

Bianca: I bet that veil's well nice! Nera's so lucky...

Bianca: Crispin's the one who fancies Nera, right?

Bianca: Sounds like he pushed himself a bit too far 'cos he wants to marry her so badly. Poor thing.

Bianca: That Briscoletti's jumpin' the gun a bit, eh? You din't even tell him you found the ring or nothin'.

Bianca: I suppose that means he must believe in you a fair bit, eh, Hero?

Bianca: What d'you suppose that means? Do you think Nera loves someone else?

Bianca: Or maybe she just dun't want you to get hurt. Hm, I wonder what it is that's on her mind.

Bianca: I dun't think it's just booze they have on sale here. They have some funny other drinks too.

Bianca: Crispin and Nera are childhood friends, en't they?

Bianca: I suppose it's only natural she'd be worried about him gettin' hurt, then.

Bianca: If she's goin' to such lengths to take care of him, maybe Nera... Never mind.

Bianca: Looks like the burns en't the only thing causin' Crispin some pain, eh?

Bianca: Blimey! That was a bit of a shock! How can she be so polite to her customers in one breath and so rotten to her husband the next!?

Bianca: Fair enough, I s'pose. It's quite nice when a wife makes her husband dinner every now and then too, though, eh?

Bianca: I hope I manage to find someone like that to marry one day. It's a long way off yet, though, I'm sure.

Bianca: I wonder if he would've really bin allowed to marry Nera if he'd have found the ring.

Bianca: It dun't bear thinkin' about! Lucky for her it din't turn out that way, anyhow.

Bianca: The church here is so huge and beautiful!

Bianca: It really is lovely. I hope I can get married in a place like that.

Bianca: That Briscoletti bloke must be loaded to have a holiday home within spittin' distance of his actual house!

Bianca: I'm startin' to get all nervous now! Come on, Hero. Let's go.

Bianca: That was a bit stupid of us, bowlin' on back here without the Circle of Water!

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Bianca: You choosin' me and this weddin' goin' ahead already... I dunno, it all feels so sudden.

Bianca: But that dun't mean I en't happy about it. I've always bin a big fan of yours, Hero.

Bianca: This is the first time I've ever tried on any make-up. Do I look alright in it?

Bianca: Thanks, Hero. It feels a bit funny to me, that's all.

Bianca: Ha ha! Yeah, I know. It dun't suit me, eh? I s'pose I'll just have to put up with it until the ceremony's over.

Bianca: I'm still a bit bowled over, to be honest. I was sure you'd pick Nera, y'see.

Bianca: Ha ha! This feels a bit awkward, dun't it? We've got time to get used to it, though. We'll be together all the time from now on.

Bianca: It's a lovely day today, dun't you think? Bein' here where we got wed makes me feel all...happy inside!

Bianca: It really was a wonderful weddin'. I'll never forget it as long as I live.

Bianca: Ha ha! Children are so sweet, don't you think? I want one!

Bianca: I s'pose Nera's right back to square one in lookin' for someone to marry now.

Bianca: I hope she manages to find a perfect man just like I have.

Bianca: Urgh! How disgustin'! I feel sorry for people havin' to serve the likes of him!

Bianca: I s'pose it's pretty obvious, but I think marriage is amazin'. I've never bin happier.

Bianca: I feel all embarrassed when folk say things like that!

Bianca: That's good news. Nera will be relieved.

Bianca: I hope we get to stay together until we're their age.

Bianca: Crispin seems to have made a sudden recovery.

Bianca: If he feels that strongly, then I reckon it's just a matter of time before he and Nera tie the knot.

Bianca: I think it's because we grew up apart that we go so well together now. I want to do everythin' I can to support you, Hero.

Bianca: When I close my eyes here, I can imagine exactly how everythin' was durin' our weddin'.

Bianca: D'you think I'll ever end up talkin' to you like that, Hero?

Bianca: Ha ha! I s'pose it's a good thing that you're prepared and expectin' it then!

Bianca: Yeah. Hopefully you'll just do as you're told without me needin' to nag, eh! Ha ha!

Bianca: I dun't mind makin' dinner for you, Hero. Every now and then, anyway!

Bianca: This maid's uniform is so pretty, dun't you think? Maybe old Mr Briscoletti had her wear it so he'd have somethin' nice to look at!

Bianca: Looks like Harry and Maria have gone back already. That's a shame. I was hopin' to have a nice chat with the both of 'em.

Bianca: Briscoletti's really generous, eh? I hope he dun't think we're takin' advantage of him.

Bianca: So this is the Zenithian Shield? I can't explain why, but I feel almost like I've seen it somewhere before.

Bianca: Ooh! What d'ya reckon, Hero? The Ventuno sounds like fun, and I wouldn't mind travellin' around our old haunts a bit.

Bianca: It's up to you, though. You can decide where we go. I'll be happy as long as I'm with you.

Bianca: Yeah, I'm sure Nera will have no trouble findin' herself a nice bloke.

Bianca: Um, Hero... Do you ever regret not choosin' Nera over me?

Bianca: Oi! Watch it! Else I'll really give you somethin' to regret! Ha ha!

Bianca: That's good. I'll make sure you never regret it as long as you live.

Bianca: When we have kids, it'd be fun for us all to go travellin' together as a family. ...Sorry! Am I gettin' ahead of myself a bit?

Bianca: Let's always stay together, eh, Hero?

Bianca: I feel all embarrassed when folk say things like that!

Bianca: I s'pose it's pretty obvious, but I think marriage is amazin'. I've never bin happier.

Bianca: Yuck, yuck, yuck!

Bianca: I hate havin' things like that said about me, especially by a drunk!

Bianca: He wants a wife? Sounds like he'd be happy with anyone as long as she was a woman!

Bianca: A lot of folk are sayin' things like that lately, eh? We'd better hurry up with this hunt for the hero.

Bianca: That Crispin's certainly a determined one! It's good that he's makin' such an effort.

Bianca: Her poor husband! I'll have to make sure I don't end up an old shrew like she is.

Bianca: I hope Nera's happy too.

Bianca: I can understand why you want to stop by here, Hero.

Bianca: I wonder what this place is. It dun't look like anyone lives here.

Bianca: Maybe we'd be able to figure it out if we could get inside somehow.

Bianca: You dun't think that Debora's a bit angry because you chose me, do you, Hero?

Nera: I hope you don't think I'm some kind of spoilt little rich girl just because I'm a bit quiet.

Nera: I was just mulling over this strange feeling I have. A kind of conviction that I could be of great use to you on your travels.

Nera: I know that Papa will be totally against the idea of me joining you on your journey.

Nera: But I won't allow him to talk me out of it. Come on, let's go and tell him the news.

Nera: I'm sorry that the wedding ceremony was so rushed.

Nera: It was wrong of Papa not to take your feelings more into account with all of his grand plans.

Nera: This place was built so that we would have space to house guests when they come to visit.

Nera: Although, Mama sometimes uses it as a way of escaping from Papa when they have a tiff! He he!

Nera: I know that Papa seems really stubborn, but I'm sure I'll be able to persuade him.

Nera: We hardly had much chance to get to know each other before we were wed. But I know we'll make up for that from now on.

Nera: I would never have forgiven Papa if anything bad happened to you.

Nera: What a shame for that boy, losing his mother at his young age.

Nera: No one could fail to feel sorry for the poor thing.

Nera: I was so against Papa's idea of me marrying the man who returned the rings to him as he requested.

Nera: But now I realise he was doing it so that I'd end up marrying the best possible person. He was just trying to make me happy.

Nera: Oh dear! Drinking to that extent doesn't seem like a very good idea.

Nera: What a waste when drink is so magnifico! ...That's what Papa always says, anyway.

Nera: I hope she manages to find her perfect match before long too.

Nera: How lucky we are, being given all these good wishes from the townsfolk!

Nera: I feel a little bit guilty when I see Crispin's parents.

Nera: I think they were probably hoping that he and I would be married.

Nera: I must admit that I was quite surprised too. Crispin's such a gentle sort. I don't think I've ever known him say a word in anger.

Nera: I always knew how Crispin felt about me.

Nera: But when we met, it was like some strange power was drawing me towards you.

Nera: He he! Just like with those funny monsters you take around with you!

Nera: Crispin always took care of me when I was small. If anything, I think of him as a sort of elder brother.

Nera: It's just the two of us now, but hopefully we'll be a big happy family one day.

Nera: Stop lazing about and put some tea on, you old waster!?

Nera: ...I just can't imagine ever saying that to anyone!

Nera: I'm afraid that cooking isn't really my forte.

Nera: I try my best, but I don't even come close to our cook when it comes to handling a cleaver!

Nera: Bianca's not here any more. She's gone home. I can understand that you'd want to see her, though.

Nera: You never look like you're able to relax when you're in this house, you know!

Nera: I never heard about a jar being located in such an unlikely place.

Nera: But those are the rules Papa has decided on if I'm to travel with you, so it must be important.

Nera: So the Zenithian Shield has been right here all along.

Nera: Maybe that's why... I've sometimes felt a strange power coming from it, you see.

Nera: This means I can travel with you for as long as my heart desires. I'm so happy!

Nera: I'm actually quite surprised that Papa relented so quickly.

Nera: Maybe he had some kind of premonition that I'd set off travelling one day.

Nera: I don't mind where we go. As long as I'm by your side, I'd be perfectly content anywhere.

Nera: I'll give you as many children as you want, Hero. Whatever will make you happy.

Nera: We should be able to stay in the villa if we want to. Let's make sure we rest whenever and wherever we please.

Nera: Travelling together has taught me the joy of being there for one another, Hero.

Nera: It's so dangerous everywhere nowadays, both in town and outside. What a terrible thing!

Nera: That child... He's the same as me. ...Um, never mind. It doesn't matter.

Nera: He seems to be enjoying a good sleep. I hope he doesn't catch a cold.

Nera: How lucky we are, being given all these good wishes from the townsfolk!

Nera: I hope she finds someone nice.

Nera: Wouldn't it be nice if everyone could find their perfect match?

Nera: Forgetting about a problem for a while doesn't make it go away. You need to work at solving it. Little by little is better than nothing at all.

Nera: Do you like it here? I still feel a bit upset when I'm inside this house.

Nera: I always knew how Crispin felt about me.

Nera: But when we met, it was like some strange power was drawing me towards you.

Nera: He he! Just like with those funny monsters you take around with you!

Nera: Crispin always took care of me when I was small. If anything, I think of him as a sort of elder brother.

Nera: I wonder why he's not sleeping in a bed. Poor man!

Nera: If you don't rub a bit harder, it won't help one little bit, you old waster!?

Nera: ...I just can't imagine ever saying that to anyone!

Nera: Maybe it would be nice to stay over here sometimes. We could sleep in my old room.

Nera: I think Papa has a few more grey hairs than before. Maybe I've been making him worry too much.

Nera: It feels strange watching Mama sleeping like this.

Nera: I'll do everything I can to help you find your own mother, I promise.

Nera: We're exactly north-west from the La Guardia lookout tower here.

Nera: Maybe this is what Papa was always looking at from up there.

Nera: Let's hurry up inside and see what colour that jar is then, darling.

Nera: So it was blue. I suppose we'd better get back and tell Papa. I do hope he lets me come travelling with you now.

Nera: I wonder what could be inside that jar, and why it's sealed so tightly shut.

Nera: Papa's never mentioned it before, so I really have no idea what it's all about.

Nera: Oh dear, Hero! I'm sure she was just joking. You must take it with a pinch of salt.

Nera: I wonder if Debora's angry because you chose to marry me instead of her. I hope not!

Nera: Bingo joined the family so that Debora: wouldn't get lonely when I went to stay at the abbey.

Nera: Unfortunately, I don't think she's ever been overly keen on him.

Nera: Bingo joined the family so that Mama wouldn't get lonely when I went to stay at the abbey.

Nera: Unfortunately, I don't think she's ever been overly keen on him.

Debora: Now, you mustn't go getting it into your head that I'm coming along with you because I'd miss you or anything.

Debora: I'm sure that Papa's bound to be against the idea.

Debora: But there's nothing he can say that'll change my mind about going off travelling with you.

Debora: I told you I don't like taking orders, but I suppose you do know a thing or two about fighting monsters.

Debora: So I might let you give me advice on how to behave whenever we find ourselves in a battle. Can't say fairer than that.

Debora: It's really dull here. Not to my taste at all.

Debora: You do a good impression of listening to what people say, but I suspect you don't really pay attention half the time.

Debora: Mostroferrato is quite a big town as towns go. I quite like it, actually.

Debora: Well, obviously! I'm hardly likely to have settled for anything less.

Debora: I'm afraid he's going to have a hard time of it trying to find someone as beautiful as me. We're few and far between.

Debora: Bingo was a gift to me so that I wouldn't be lonely when Nera: went to live at the abbey.

Debora: I was never all that lonely, though. And I never really took to him, so Mama ended up looking after him most of the time.

Debora: What's that supposed to mean? It's not like you ever seriously considered marrying Nera, did you?

Debora: What a lout! Come on, Hero! We're leaving.

Debora: I suppose seeing me with my own personal slave is enough to make any woman want to get married.

Debora: Why are you looking so pleased with yourself?

Debora: The fine young specimen he was referring to was me, not you!

Debora: What an irritating old woman! She says that as if Nera and Crispin are bound to get married, but it's not like anything's been decided.

Debora: Crispin's father really doesn't seem to like me for some reason.

Debora: I just don't understand it. I've always treated his son with the respect he deserves.

Debora: Crispin's totally besotted with me, you know. That's why he spends so much time worrying about Nera. He's using her to get to me.

Debora: All his efforts have come to nothing now I've married you, though.

Debora: I suppose it could work out quite well if Nera did decide to be with Crispin.

Debora: Not that I imagine for one minute that she will.

Debora: What is it with nuns? Everything good always has to have been bestowed on us by the Goddess.

Debora: I won't ever nag at you like that to make the tea. You'll just do it with no arguments.

Debora: Yes, it's definitely important to get things straight from the very beginning.

Debora: You and I have an understanding there, though, so we shouldn't have any trouble.

Debora: So Bianca's gone home already.

Debora: We had a bit of a chat when I was getting ready for our wedding ceremony. She's quite a nice girl actually, isn't she?

Debora: Stupid girl! Fancy thinking we're visitors, especially when I'm right here with you!

Debora: I don't see why Papa can't just go and check on the stupid jar himself.

Debora: But if he's going to insist, then I suppose we'd better just hurry up and get it over with.

Debora: So this is our family shield?

Debora: It's strange, but I feel quite drawn to it.

Debora: Papa's always been a complete worrywart.

Debora: I'm sure that's why he's going so bald.

Debora: Papa's boat... I remember going on it once ages ago. It was quite good fun, actually.

Debora: You can decide where we go.

Debora: We're going to the Ventuno, though, right?

Debora: Charming! I don't take advantage of you, Hero. I just tell it like it is.

Debora: I'm sure Nera will find herself a man sooner or later.

Debora: Fair enough. But don't go thinking I'll take care of you if you wear yourself out.

Debora: And it's merrier still for you, with such a beautiful travelling companion on your arm!

Debora: Bingo was a gift to me so that I wouldn't be lonely when Nera: went to live at the abbey.

Debora: I was never all that lonely, though. And I never really took to him, so Mama ended up looking after him most of the time.

Debora: Absolutely, Hero. You'd better make sure you look after me properly.

Debora: What a greedy child! He has a father, doesn't he?

Debora: Why do you seem to enjoy talking to people when they're asleep?

Debora: Why are you looking so pleased with yourself?

Debora: The fine young specimen he was referring to was me, not you!

Debora: I suppose seeing me with my own personal slave is enough to make any woman want to get married.

Debora: This might be a bit harsh, but I'd say he doesn't have a hope. Not with a face like that.

Debora: What a weak and foolish man, turning to drink like that to forget his troubles.

Debora: Is there any reason we've come to Crispin's house?

Debora: Ah, I know! You've come to show me off, haven't you?

Debora: I suppose he might suit Nera quite well.

Debora: But he'll have to try at least a hundred times harder before he wins her heart.

Debora: He's certainly got enthusiasm, I'll give him that much.

Debora: I suppose we'll just have to sit back and let things take their course.

Debora: Actually, my shoulders are aching a bit too. You'll rub them for me, won't you, Hero?

Debora: Time for bed already, is it?

Debora: I suppose we could stay in my room then.

Debora: What's Papa doing asleep here? Why doesn't he just go to bed?

Debora: Watching Mama sleeping like that makes me feel all sleepy too.

Debora: Hey! What do you think you're doing, coming into Nera's room like this!?

Debora: Get out right now!

Debora: I never knew there was a shrine here.

Debora: It looks like it's been here a while too. The place is covered in dust.

Debora: Apart from that blue jar, there doesn't seem to be anything else of interest here.

Debora: Well, we've done what he wanted. Time to get back to Papa.

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Bianca: We stayed here one night when we were movin' to Stockenbarrel.

Bianca: It's a bit simple, but they gave us such a warm welcome. It was just what Dad needed to cheer him up after givin' up the inn.

Bianca: Folk goin' to Mostroferrato for trade and the like usually spend a night here on the way.

Nera: We stayed here one night on the way home to Mostroferrato from the abbey.

Nera: I knew that I'd be forced into marrying someone who wasn't of my choosing when I got home.

Nera: And yet, I didn't feel uneasy at all. It's as if I was being guided by a bright light, and I had no fear of what was in store.

Bianca: Timin' might be important, but it en't everythin'. You need lots of energy too.

Nera: He he he! What a funny little ditty! Just what you need to put a smile on your face.

Bianca: Saber was a sabrecat and not just a regular cat, eh?

Bianca: You dun't think the sabrecat that bloke was just on about could be...?

Nera: Someone's pet!? Surely you're the only one brave enough to keep a monster as a pet, Hero!

Bianca: I wonder what kind of gossip it is. We should have a look!

Nera: Gossip isn't usually a good thing. But... I wouldn't mind having a look to see what it's about.

Bianca: It's probably all just much of a muchness, but it can't hurt to take it with.

Nera: I looked all the way through, but I couldn't see anything in there about us. Shame, really.

Bianca: I remember Dad sayin' somethin' along the same lines. Family's ever so important to him.

Nera: Darling... Um, never mind. I was just thinking how happy I am, that's all.

Bianca: En't those sons of hers the priest and the bloke from the inn?

Bianca: I wonder when she had them! She dun't look old enough to have kids that big!

Nera: Would you prefer to have a boy or a girl? No doubt you want a boy to follow in your footsteps?

Nera: Yes, they're so rough and tumble. It's fun to watch them play. I'll pray that we have a boy.

Nera: But girls can be so delicate. Wouldn't you just be worried about her all the time?

Nera: He he he! Very well, I'll do my best to give you a girl!

Bianca: Crikey! That took me by surprise! I remember the cat at our place bein' like that at first.

Nera: Oh dear! That cat seems to be in rather a bad mood. I suppose we all have days like that.

Debora: I stayed here once before on the way home from collecting Nera from the abbey.

Debora: There was a nun travelling with us too. We sang some lovely songs and even danced a bit.

Debora: But that nun just sat there in the corner, silent as a lamb. Some people just have no sense of fun.

Debora: Given your good timing with marrying me, that must mean you're not bad when it comes to wielding an axe.

Debora: Taming a husband is one thing, but taming a monster is quite another.

Debora: You'd probably be able to do it, though, wouldn't you? I don't know how we're supposed to remind it of its old owner, mind you.

Debora: Gossip is a stupid waste of time. The silly rumours about me back home just meant no one really knew the truth.

Debora: Hey! Why is there nothing about me in here?

Debora: When we have children, I want to just let them do as they please. I only need one servant, and that's you, Hero.

Debora: For goodness' sake, Hero! You can tame monsters, but you can't pet a cat without getting into a fight!?

Debora: That innkeeper could tell we were a happily married couple, even though he doesn't know us.

Debora: It's great that you seem nice and happy being my slave. It means you'll stay devoted to me for evermore.

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Bianca: I know there's an important reason behind your journey and all that, Hero.

Bianca: But it is quite nice travellin' around different towns together. It feels like bein' on honeymoon!

Nera: I feel like I've been given a whole new lease of life now that I'm with you, Hero.

Nera: I hope we'll have lots and lots of adventures together!

Bianca: This place really has the feel of a port town, eh?

Nera: Smell that sea air! You can definitely tell it's a port town.

Bianca: Any idea what that bloke was on about? It all went right over my head!

Nera: Did you understand what that man was talking about? I'm afraid I had no idea!

Bianca: There do seem to be a lot of special souvenirs in a lot of the places we visit. Maybe it'd be fun to try collectin' them.

Nera: It would be nice to buy the occasional souvenir, but I suppose we can't afford to add to our luggage too much.

Nera: Oh, you don't mind? I suppose you are very strong. Well, if you don't mind carrying them...

Bianca: Mt Azimuth is the highest mountain in the world. People certainly do some crazy things, eh?

Nera: It's incredible to think that people are capable of such feats. I just hope they manage to avoid being attacked by monsters there.

Bianca: That poor old man. I hope that dun't mean he's all on his own now.

Nera: People say there's nothing worse for a parent than outliving a child.

Nera: It's hard to find the right words to console that poor old man.

Bianca: The cheek of it! It dun't matter that we dun't have money, anyhow. We got love and that's what counts! Wish I'd said that to him...

Nera: He he. No one's ever said anything like that to me before!

Nera: I feel as if I've started a new life since I married you, Hero.

Bianca: When I look at the monsters you've managed to befriend, Hero, I find it hard to believe that all of them can be bad.

Nera: I suppose even gods and goddesses need a break from time to time. We just have to hope the break doesn't last forever, that's all.

Bianca: It looks like they get their fair share of church donations here, eh?

Nera: I wouldn't be surprised if lots of people don't even realise there's a bank here.

Bianca: I wonder what he means. We should go and see what we can find!

Nera: How strange that that sailor knows there's something there and yet doesn't go and get it himself. I wonder what it is.

Bianca: I know him! He used to study under the man who made us some medicine for my father back when I was little!

Nera: To think that man once dreamt of being a pharmacist and yet he's ended up a sailor! You never can tell where life will take you.

Nera: Isn't Whealbrook the village you come from?

Nera: I would've liked to have visited it all those years ago.

Bianca: It's a bit damp down here, en't it? Maybe the monsters prefer it that way.

Nera: The monsters here are very well-looked-after. They certainly seem happy and healthy enough.

Bianca: There's all sorts of treasure around the world, but I'm your prized one, right, Hero?

Bianca: Ha ha ha! Thanks!

Bianca: Hey! I was about to say you were mine!

Nera: It's really sweet how children have such big dreams like that.

Bianca: The desert sounds pretty excitin'. Can we go and have a look, Hero?

Nera: I don't tend to be very good in the heat I'm afraid, but if you want to visit that desert, then of course I'm happy to go with you.

Bianca: A shrine to the legendary hero? Maybe that means there are ancestors of his there. You can only hope!

Nera: If there's a shrine there to the legendary hero, then maybe some of his belongings will still be there too.

Bianca: He didn't really sound like he was takin' you seriously, eh?

Nera: Maybe there's a lot of talk here about the legendary hero. That man behind the bar didn't seem overly interested.

Bianca: Looks like we're not the only ones tryin' to track down the legendary hero.

Nera: It would be a difficult journey for a scholarly type who's not used to fighting. That poor wife of his can't be enjoying it much either.

Bianca: The Grandmaster of the Underworld, eh? I wonder if he really exists. I hope not!

Nera: When you look at how wild things are out in the countryside nowadays, it's not hard to believe that this Grandmaster might be at work.

Bianca: Dad and I stayed at this inn on our way to Stockenbarrel all those years ago.

Bianca: I remember him moanin' and sayin' he couldn't relax properly in a place like this!

Bianca: So the show's only on of a night? I don't remember it bein' that way when I was here before.

Nera: Those dancing girls are wearing rather skimpy outfits! I hardly know where to look!

Bianca: Since when have you bin so good with the ladies, eh?

Bianca: Huh! Oh well. I suppose I have to put up with things like that now I'm married.

Nera: How could you!? (sob) I'll go crying back to Papa if you say things like that!

Nera: ...He he he! Only joking! You should see the look on your face!

Nera: I'm so pleased that you answered her like that. It really makes me feel like you only have eyes for me!

Bianca: It looks like a tough old job bein' a dancin' girl. I'd hate to have to wear make-up like that.

Nera: Make-up? Well, I must admit, I, er, do use the tiniest amount every now and then.

Bianca: Haah, haah... Spiral staircases are pretty hard work, eh?

Nera: This staircase is rather frightening. You won't let me fall, will you?

Bianca: Fancy bein' here on your own for forty years tendin' to a flame! What a job!

Nera: He certainly seems dependable. People setting out to sea shouldn't have anything to worry about with him in charge.

Bianca: The chosen ones can climb up there easy as pie? What d'you suppose he meant by that?

Nera: I wonder what you have to do to be chosen. Maybe you just have to be pure and good. Or maybe it's not that simple.

Bianca: Wow! The view from here's blimmin' incredible!

Nera: Don't walk too close to the edge, will you? I know the view's nice, but it's a bit too scary for me.

Bianca: Dark already, eh? Shall we stay the night here?

Nera: I can't believe it's night already! Time flies so quickly when I'm with you. Shall we stay here at the inn until morning?

Bianca: Pretty impressive. He's still keepin' up the chatter even though he's sloshed.

Nera: Oh dear! Do you think that man's alright? He seems to have drunk rather a bit too much.

Bianca: So it's not just on land. The monsters in the sea are gettin' more vicious too. Things are goin' from bad to worse.

Nera: I'd better try to make myself a bit stronger so that I don't end up being a hindrance to you.

Bianca: That poor old man. I feel really sorry for him.

Nera: I know the poor man must be feeling terribly desperate, but he really shouldn't be sleeping in a place like this. He'll catch his death of cold.

Bianca: A casino? I'm always worried I'd get hooked if I went somewhere like that, and I'd end up losin' all my money!

Nera: Papa took me to visit the Ventuno more times than I can remember.

Nera: It's his favourite casino of all, you see. That's why he had us get married there.

Bianca: Maybe the reason she doesn't complain is because she's lost interest. Oh dear...

Nera: I'm going to make sure I keep you happy so that you feel glad you chose me, just like he's glad he chose his wife.

Bianca: What!? What do you expect me to say to that!?

Nera: Goodness! She certainly seems to be having quite a dream!

Bianca: It must be difficult being a mother. Non-stop worry, by the sounds of it!

Nera: I can really sympathise with how that lady feels.

Nera: I hope the world's more peaceful by the time we have children of our own.

Bianca: Looks like someone fancies a treasure hunt! I was always dreamin' of adventures and treasure when I was his age.

Bianca: It looks like that soldier's travellin' around with his son. It reminds me of you and Pankraz, Hero.

Nera: I suppose it's to be expected that people will assume we're on our honeymoon.

Bianca: Someone's havin' sweet dreams! It's amazin' he can get to sleep at all with so much goin' on around him.

Nera: The face of a sleeping child is like the face of an angel. Oh! I want a baby!

Bianca: That bloke's really creepy. I dun't much like seein' men act like that.

Nera: I could never dance or dress like that. I'd be too embarrassed!

Bianca: Do you reckon the girl in the middle's pretty too, Hero?

Bianca: Hmph!

Bianca: Good!

Nera: The girl in the middle certainly is the most striking. I can see why she's so popular.

Bianca: The desert sounds pretty excitin'. Can we go and have a look, Hero?

Nera: I don't tend to be very good in the heat I'm afraid, but if you want to visit that desert, then of course I'm happy to go with you.

Bianca: I didn't expect to hear talk of Pankraz in a place like this.

Nera: Your father sounds like he was a great man. I wish I could have met him.

Bianca: Looks like that fella behind the bar's bin tryin' to help us out by bringin' a bit of info our way, eh?

Nera: Pubs seem to attract customers from all walks of life. I suppose it's logical then that it's a good place to get new information.

Bianca: Searching for a knight in shinin' armour sounds like fun! If I hadn't married you, I'd probably have a bash at that myself!

Nera: You're my knight in shining armour, Hero!

Bianca: So that fella makes ships in bottles? He dun't seem the type somehow.

Nera: He wouldn't be able to sell so many of them if they weren't of a decent quality. He must be very skilled.

Bianca: Let's go over there. We don't want to hang around here too long otherwise people'll start to think we're with him.

Bianca: The Grandmaster of the Underworld, eh? I wonder if he really exists. I hope not!

Nera: When you look at how wild things are out in the countryside nowadays, it's not hard to believe that this Grandmaster might be at work.

Nera: How bizarre! Men can be ever so funny sometimes.

Bianca: Urgh. That man looks like a really dirty piece of work.

Nera: I don't think I've ever seen anyone with quite that expression on their face before.

Bianca: She's makin' a go of things for herself, though, eh? Even though she is far from home. Good for her!

Nera: It sounds like there might be a bit more to the story of what brought her here than meets the eye.

Bianca: She en't wrong! That's a lot of sweat! Looks like it's hard work bein' a dancin' girl.

Nera: It's probably quite good for you to sweat like that. People say it gets rid of all the impurities.

Bianca: Hey! What d'you think you're doin'? You think it's alright to go bargin' in on people like that, do you?

Bianca: Pah! Pankraz must be cryin' tears of disappointment if he's lookin' down on you now from heaven!

Bianca: Right answer. So let's go.

Nera: You wouldn't like it if someone burst in on you like that, would you?

Nera: Well, maybe you should think how others feel sometimes.

Bianca: It's pretty here at night with the moonlight shinin' in.

Nera: What a lovely light the moon gives off in here.

Bianca: En't this bloke supposed to be the one takin' care of the lighthouse? I wonder if the flame's still goin'.

Nera: Surely night-time is when the lighthouse flame is most needed. Maybe we should wake him up.

Bianca: Hey! Maybe it's the cat who's keepin' watch over the lighthouse! Ha ha ha!

Nera: Perhaps it's the cat's turn to tend to the flame at night. Cats can be quite clever, you know.

Bianca: This is amazin'! I feel like I could reach out and touch the stars!

Nera: Don't walk too close to the edge, will you? I know the view's lovely at night, but it's a bit too scary for me.

Bianca: That bloke must really be a big fan of telescopes to be sleepin' here!

Nera: He he he! He looks just like a little boy!

Bianca: Blimey! This place is bigger than it looks!

Nera: I've been here lots of times before with Papa.

Bianca: This ship in a bottle is really well-made.

Nera: The ship inside this bottle looks just like Papa's ship.

Bianca: Oh! What a shame we can't afford it!

Nera: We can't afford it? Oh well. We are only just married, after all. Most people aren't that well-off at the beginning.

Bianca: Uh-oh! Looks like that's on its way out to sea!

Nera: I do feel sorry for the man, but he probably should've been a bit more careful with it if it means that much to him.

Bianca: Maybe we should go and pay a visit to Briscoletti.

Bianca: He did put on a great weddin' for us, after all.

Bianca: What a huge ship! This is so excitin'! Let's hurry up and get on board, Hero!

Nera: This was Papa's boat originally, but now it's your boat too. Why don't we go aboard?

Bianca: I en't scared of nothin' as long as I'm with you, Hero.

Nera: The sea monsters are scarier than ever lately. We should be careful.

Bianca: Have you bin on this boat before, Hero? Oh, right. You were on it once with your dad, eh?

Nera: I remember being on this ship a long time ago. I'd only just been taken in by the Briscolettis and I was so nervous.

Nera: We met a father and son who were travelling together. The boy was so young. It sort of gave me courage seeing him.

Nera: He had an expression in his eyes that I somehow haven't been able to clear from my mind even after all these years.

Nera: I don't suppose... Were you that little boy, Hero?

Nera: I knew it! That means the man who helped me aboard must've been your father...my father-in-law!

Nera: Oh dear! I hope you're not jealous now, then!

Nera: This boat's been in use for as long as I can remember. Papa certainly takes good care of his possessions.

Debora: I do enjoy being able to travel like this. Not to mention having three square meals a day and my own personal slave into the bargain.

Debora: Marriage isn't at all bad.

Debora: I don't mind port towns per se, but I hate the damage the sea air does to my poor hair. So you'd better find us an inn for the night pronto.

Debora: You've obviously met him before then, have you?

Debora: You must've done, because you cut him off before he explained himself, so you've clearly heard it all before.

Debora: A souvenir... I suppose we could start picking up the odd souvenir here and there. You'll obviously be the one who has to carry them, though.

Debora: How do they expect anyone to be able to visit if they're building it in such an awkward place?

Debora: Honestly! I don't know what goes on in people's heads sometimes.

Debora: I wonder how he'd react if we told him we held our wedding there. That'd wipe the smirk off his face!

Debora: I can't say I blame the Dragon God for wanting to take a break. It happens to the best of us.

Debora: I've no interest in saving money. If I ever need any, I just ask Papa.

Debora: How annoying! Couldn't he just go and get it for us rather than sending us off on a wild goose chase?

Debora: So he planned to be a pharmacist and now he's a sailor... Life certainly takes some unexpected turns.

Debora: I never imagined I'd be standing here with you now for one thing.

Debora: Can you get a move on and wrap things up here? Places like this make me feel claustrophobic.

Debora: You're not interested in hunting for treasure any more, are you, Hero? After all, you've found the greatest treasure there is...me!

Debora: If we're going to the desert, we'll need water. And suntan lotion and parasols and...

Debora: You'll have to get it all ready, okay? Not me. Just to be totally clear.

Debora: If there's a shrine to the legendary hero, I suppose there could still be some descendants of his around. Makes sense.

Debora: He didn't seem that interested in talk of the legendary hero.

Debora: Mind you, I doubt I would've taken much notice if I wasn't married to you.

Debora: I thought the legendary hero was just that: a thing of legend. But it seems that you're not the only one looking for him and believing he's real.

Debora: The Grandmaster... If he really exists, then there's probably a legendary hero out there somewhere too.

Nera: I stayed here with Papa and Debora when I was little.

Nera: I think we came here by boat that time too.

Debora: Nera and I stayed here with Papa when we were kids.

Debora: I tried to sneak out at night, but Papa was right outside the door. I'll say this for him: he's always been pretty on the ball in that respect.

Debora: Looks like they put on a show in the evenings. If you want to see it, I'll come with you.

Debora: You must be either brave or stupid, saying that when I'm right by your side.

Debora: I won't let you forget this in a hurry.

Debora: As if you'd dare say otherwise when you have me to answer to! It's good to see you know your place, Hero.

Debora: I never have problems with my make-up.

Debora: By the way, I've decided to have an early night tonight. All these new experiences have worn me out.

Debora: How much longer do these stairs go on? My feet are killing me!

Debora: Working here wouldn't be too bad. Not with three meals a day, a siesta, plenty of breaks and my own servant to take over every once in a while.

Debora: I don't need to worry about whether I'm a chosen one or not. It stands to reason that I would be.

Debora: I still don't feel inclined to climb all the way up to the top of that mountain, though.

Debora: The view's not bad. It would be a lot better if we hadn't had to climb all those stairs to get to it.

Debora: It's getting late so you'd better hurry up and find us somewhere to stay. Nothing irritates me more than a man who's slow off the mark.

Debora: Ugh! He reeks of drink! You won't know what's hit you if you ever come home to me in that state, Hero.

Debora: You'd better toughen up a bit then, Hero. I wouldn't want you dragging me down.

Debora: Can't he do his crying in private? Besides anything else, he's old and he could catch his death out here.

Debora: I went to casinos with Papa more times than I can remember, but he hardly ever let me play on anything.

Debora: I'll make up for that the next time I go, though. You'll have to stump up all the money for the tokens, Hero.

Debora: You picked a 'good'un' too, Hero. So you'd better make sure you keep working hard to deserve me.

Debora: Sounds like quite a dream she's having there! I wonder if she often has awful dreams.

Debora: Mama's just like that, always worrying far too much about her babies.

Debora: But maybe I'll end up just the same when I'm a mother. Do you think I will, Hero?

Debora: Hm. So that's how you see me, is it?

Debora: You're right. Any child of mine will be special like me, so I won't have anything to worry about.

Debora: That reminds me of how Nera: used to bury her things and draw treasure maps when she was little.

Debora: Did I do the same? No, but I had a whale of a time digging up her stash! Ha!

Debora: Oh yes. I suppose we're proper newlyweds. I'd completely forgotten already.

Debora: He's doing well to stay asleep in a busy spot like this. That's a skill that'll stand him in good stead in the future.

Debora: Stupid buffoon! He was so fixated on that dancing girl that he didn't notice he had a real beauty standing right next to him.

Debora: I suppose the one in the middle is the prettiest. She's still not a patch on me, though.

Debora: If we're going to the desert, we'll need water. And suntan lotion and parasols and...

Debora: You'll have to get it all ready, okay? Not me. Just to be totally clear.

Debora: The old man was talking about your father, wasn't he? It's a shame I never got to meet him.

Debora: He doesn't look like he's paying much attention to what people say, but he obviously takes it all in. He could be a useful person to know.

Debora: A knight in shining armour? I'd rather have a personal slave who's at my constant beck and call.

Debora: Don't let that go to your head, though. It wasn't intended as a compliment.

Debora: If he can make ships in bottles, he's obviously a lot cleverer than he looks.

Debora: The Grandmaster... If he really exists, then there's probably a legendary hero out there somewhere too.

Debora: Let's be on our way, Hero. We don't want to be associated with the likes of him.

Debora: Men like him really are a waste of space.

Debora: Sounds like there was a reason she couldn't stay at home. It's a long way for a young girl to come travelling on her own.

Debora: I never do yucky things like sweating. I leave all that to you, Hero.

Debora: You're an oaf, Hero. If you ever come barging in on me like that, you'll be sorry!

Debora: It's lovely in the moonlight. And it means people can enjoy my good looks at night as well as during the day.

Debora: Er, he's not much of a lighthouse keeper if he sleeps at night. This is when the flame needs to be alight!

Debora: Surely he's not left it up to the cat to look after the flame. No cat's that clever!

Debora: The stars are lovely, aren't they? I'm very drawn to pretty things. I suppose like attracts like.

Debora: He can't part with his beloved telescope even when he's asleep. You men never grow up, do you?

Debora: Papa brought me here lots of times.

Debora: Do you know how they make ships in bottles, Hero?

Debora: You're surprisingly good when it comes to trivia. Not that I'd accept anything less from my personal servant, of course.

Debora: They feed each piece in one by one and assemble them inside the bottle. You're lucky I'm so knowledgeable.

Debora: I've never been so poor that I couldn't afford one measly souvenir. You'd better not make me feel this wretched ever again, Hero.

Debora: What a klutz! I find people like that so irritating.

Nera: Oh dear. We should probably have asked for Papa's permission before trying to take the boat.

Debora: What an oaf! Fancy not recognising me!

Debora: Looks like we'll have to go home and ask for Papa's permission to use the boat. What a pain!

Debora: This is Papa's boat, which means it's also mine. You can use it if you want.

Debora: This is Papa's boat, which means it's also mine. You can use it if you want.

Debora: This boat's certainly starting to show its age. I suppose it's had a lot of use over the years.

Debora: You don't need to worry, though. Papa always takes good care of things, so I'm sure it's seaworthy. Probably.

Nera: I used to draw treasure maps when I was his age. I'd even go so far as to bury the treasure myself. He he!

Nera: But it was really very strange. I'd always end up finding the treasure mysteriously back inside my cupboard.

Nera: I was completely baffled by it. Debora said it was probably some faeries up to their tricks.

Debora: When I was little, I once sailed on this boat from Littlehaven with Papa and Nera.

Debora: It was my first time on a boat, so I was desperate to get on. I was running and I bumped into a tough-looking warrior.

Debora: It was his fault, though. He was standing stock-still, dazzled by my beauty. No matter that I was less than half his age!

Debora: I was reminded of that the first time we ever met. I just had a feeling of déjà vu.

Debora: We should leave him to his thoughts. That's about all we can do for him.

Debora: What's wrong? Why are you looking so troubled?

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Bianca: Do you think that big boat over there is the Ventuno casino ship Briscoletti was on about?

Bianca: I wonder if the whole boat has bin made into a casino. This could be fun! Come on, let's go and see what's what.

Nera: It was all so busy when we were here for our wedding. I hope you'll be able to enjoy looking around a bit more today.

Bianca: Yeah, you need a fair bit of cash before you can really have a good go at gamblin'. Otherwise it's all over in an instant.

Bianca: Part of me wants to go a bit wild, what with it bein' our honeymoon. But I know we need to be sensible about the future too.

Nera: I think you can still have fun with a small amount of money, as long as you set your sights accordingly.

Bianca: I wonder what her story is. D'you think she's got some kind of problem?

Nera: She wants to go on board the Ventuno, and yet she can't. You can really sense the sadness in that poor woman.

Bianca: Come on! What are we waitin' for?

Nera: Mind how you go when you step onto the pontoon, won't you, darling?

Bianca: Huh. He's probably right, but he en't exactly got a nice way of puttin' it, eh?

Nera: I wonder if that fellow spends all his time there, teasing the casino customers like that.

Bianca: But she's not actually on the ship! ...Or is that splittin' hairs?

Nera: What a strange occupation it is just to be standing there like that all the time.

Bianca: What a huge ship! It's much bigger than the boat Briscoletti give us, eh?

Nera: I'm not very familiar with the layout of the ship, either. So we can explore it together.

Bianca: So this was Briscoletti's own idea, eh? Pretty impressive stuff.

Nera: I knew Papa was a big fan of this place, but I had no idea that it was his creation.

Nera: He must have set it up during the time I was away at the abbey.

Bianca: Yeah, I might end up feelin' a bit dicky myself. I'm sure I'd feel better if I won, mind!

Nera: Maybe the rocking about would put you into a kind of trance and you'd end up winning at the slot machines without even trying!

Bianca: Briscoletti must be pretty loaded to be able to employ someone like him all the way out here, eh?

Nera: Casinos do have a tendency to get rather wild. It's important to make sure the customers are safe.

Bianca: Let's just forget about everythin' else while we're here and have a good time, eh, Hero? Nera: We are on our honeymoon, I suppose. It can't hurt to let down our hair a little bit and have some fun.

Bianca: A weddin' on a boat, eh? Still, our weddin' was nicer than anyone's, I reckon!

Nera: I think we were the first couple to be married here. And I know we're going to be really happy.

Bianca: I s'pose sailors have to work shifts so there's always someone on duty at any time of day. Looks like pretty hard work.

Nera: Oops! Looks like we've invaded the sailors' quarters.

Bianca: Yeah, if only we could get in the kind of wins we expected, eh?

Nera: Papa did something to the slot machines because he says it's boring if casinos pay out too predictably.

Bianca: Yeah, you'll have to make sure you dun't get too carried away, eh? Still, I'm here lookin' over your shoulder, so you should be okay.

Nera: I wonder which one of them is her husband.

Bianca: D'you think he'd really be havin' fun if he lost, then?

Nera: That's exactly right. It's probably a good idea to find something to do that will lift your spirits when you lose.

Bianca: I s'pose the place does need a captain, bein' a boat and all.

Nera: He really doesn't take no for an answer. It can be quite embarrassing at times.

Bianca: That is pretty impressive, but you've bin through at least ten times that many fights, eh, Hero?

Nera: ............

Nera: I think you're much more accomplished than that.

Bianca: It does seem a bit frivolous to be travellin' about for fun in this day and age.

Nera: She must be a strong woman to be travelling about under these circumstances.

Bianca: Blimey! You wouldn't have thought they'd have rooms this grand on a ship, eh, Hero?

Nera: I've come to like the sea since we started our journey together, Hero. It's wonderful to look at the stars from onboard a ship.

Nera: He he he! It was like sleeping in a big rocking cradle last night, wasn't it, darling?

Bianca: That was the best night's sleep I've had in ages. You were out for the count as well, Hero.

Bianca: What a dance! If any bloke fancied a closer look at the footwork, she'd knock him for six no trouble!

Nera: I wouldn't get too close if I were you, otherwise you might get kicked too.

Bianca: You can see right up everyone's nostrils when they crane their necks up at the stage like that. Yuck!

Nera: The dance is thrilling, indeed, but I think the outfits might be even more so!

Bianca: Maybe I should give it a go, eh?

Bianca: Ha ha! Only jokin'!

Nera: If only I had the courage to dance in front of people like they do.

Bianca: Maybe I should get a job here if ever we run out of money then, eh?

Nera: It's a terrible thing that young girls have to do work like this just for the money.

Nera: But with Papa running the place, I'm sure it's a lot more highbrow than other establishments.

Bianca: I wonder if that's what happens to you if you end up doin' that kind of job too long.

Nera: People say that women become more beautiful if they're looked at with appreciation. It makes me feel all embarrassed, though.

Bianca: Do you reckon she's new here? She seems a bit unsure of herself.

Nera: One, two... One and two...

Nera: I can have a little go at dancing here because no one can really see me.

Bianca: All these dancin' girls make themselves up the same way, so it's hard to tell 'em apart!

Nera: Oh! I think that girl was at the abbey when I was! No, I must be imagining it.

Bianca: Watch where you're treadin', Hero! Are you tryin' to get yourself in trouble or somethin'?

Bianca: Huh! If it's trouble you're after, I'll give you plenty if you're not careful!

Bianca: Hmmm... Are you sure about that?

Nera: Darling... Did you tread on that girl's foot?

Nera: How rude!

Nera: Good. I'm not sure I'd like to be married to the kind of man who goes around treading on people's toes.

Bianca: I get it. But I'm not sure he'll catch any cheats standin' there.

Nera: Does that mean you can cheat at the casino, then?

Nera: Hmm, I've no idea how.

Bianca: If he reckons he knows so much, why dun't he get up an' 'ave a go then, eh?

Nera: That man was rather opinionated, wasn't he? It sounded as if he knew what he was talking about, though.

Bianca: Ha ha! I wish I could've seen him get hit, that would've bin funny!

Nera: He must've been trying to get a very close-up view for that to happen.

Bianca: Does that mean this boat belongs to Briscoletti, then? That bloke's got it made, eh?

Nera: Papa donated some money to the abbey I stayed at too.

Nera: But I asked Abbess Abovall to treat me just like everyone else regardless, which was nice.

Bianca: He seems a bit shook up, eh? It can be a bit of a blow when you lose, I s'pose.

Nera: Papa often used to say it's a good idea to pray to the Goddess before you end up losing too much.

Bianca: Yeah, I'll bet. He certainly en't gettin' his money together by defeatin' monsters.

Nera: Yes, well, I've never really thought about that before. I wonder how everyone's getting on.

Bianca: Typical! There's all them desperate, greedy people out there, and then someone like her comes along and wins!

Nera: She's lucky that she won without even trying. I just hope she doesn't end up addicted as a result. That wouldn't be so lucky.

Bianca: Now I'm jealous! We could do with a win like that.

Nera: The problem with winning is that it's hard to know where to draw the line.

Bianca: Yeah, but ten thousand can turn into a hundred, and a hundred can turn into one too. It works both ways.

Nera: We'll have to keep steadily building up our tokens, just like he said.

Bianca: That's the first time I've seen a priest in a casino! I wonder if the Goddess'll answer his prayers.

Nera: Surely it's not the done thing to waste a prayer to the Goddess on such a thing! I certainly wouldn't do it.

Bianca: It's bigger than I expected. Looks like we could have a lot of fun here!

Nera: Where do we start? I quite like going for Double or Nothing at the poker table myself.

Bianca: That was a stroke of luck! I wonder why no one else spotted it, though. It's so shiny that it's pretty hard to miss.

Nera: How fortunate! Maybe we're having a bit of a lucky streak.

Bianca: Dun't look like they've got any of the special Zoomshine, though, eh? Life is but a drink...ha ha ha!

Nera: Oh yes! These are all Papa's favourite drinks!

Bianca: They've even got a T 'n' T board! This ship's just one big fun palace, eh?

Nera: You're probably surprised to see a T 'n' T board here, right? I know I am!

Bianca: Yeah, you can never get as far as you think you can. It's a tricky old game.

Nera: Yes, you have to keep checking your position and figuring out the best route forward. It's not easy.

Bianca: I dun't remember the ship rockin' all that much, do you?

Nera: There were probably times when the boat rocking worked in his favour as well, though.

Bianca: Yeah, and you can't buy the tickets, neither, so you have to think pretty hard before you use them all up.

Nera: That reminds me. I heard once about a T 'n' T free pass that lets you play as many times as you like.

Bianca: Nope. I could never just laze about havin' fun if there were things to be won.

Nera: I don't think I think too much. So I win some and I lose some.

Bianca: So this is where the casino prizes are kept? Ooh! Gimme, gimme, gimme!

Bianca: Yeah!

Bianca: Oh.

Nera: It looks like I'd be in a lot of trouble if I messed with anything here, no matter that I'm a Briscoletti myself!

Bianca: There's certainly a lot of gear in here. Looks like everyone must've come to stay for a while, eh?

Nera: It's as if people are planning on staying as long as it takes to have a big win, don't you think?

Bianca: He may not go off playin' in the casino, but surely sleepin' on the job is just as bad!

Nera: Sailors like him have people's lives in their hands, so you'd really hope for a little more care to be taken.

Bianca: I s'pose it would be pretty nice gettin' married here, but it'd be tricky to get your guests to come all this way.

Nera: I was only ever allowed in my own room and out on deck when I rode on ships with Papa.

Nera: I had no idea that he felt so strongly about it, though.

Bianca: That's a fair old load of cookin' utensils there, eh? You could make anythin' you liked with them.

Nera: Mmm, what a lovely smell! I'm starting to feel a bit hungry now.

Bianca: Do you think that big boat over there is the Ventuno casino ship Briscoletti was on about?

Bianca: I wonder if the whole boat has bin made into a casino. This could be fun! Come on, let's go and see what's what.

Nera: It was all so busy when we were here for our wedding. I hope you'll be able to enjoy looking around a bit more today.

Bianca: Yeah, the casino can almost be a bit romantic of a night. Perfect for honeymooners, eh?

Nera: She's resting here? Do you think she lost all her money and can't afford to pay for an inn?

Bianca: Come on! What are we waitin' for?

Nera: Mind how you go when you step onto the pontoon, won't you, darling?

Bianca: Maybe I should make a wish too. I wish I'll spend the rest of my life with Hero!

Nera: I've wished upon a star more times than I can count.

Nera: I always wished that I'd find the boy I once met on Papa's ship again.

Bianca: En't it a bit sad drinkin' on your own like that?

Nera: Well, we're enjoying a nice walk under the stars, aren't we, darling?

Bianca: So they dun't sail this ship no more, eh?

Nera: How sweet! It must take a lot of dedication to become a ship's captain.

Bianca: Blimey! It's all go for him whether he's awake or asleep, eh?

Nera: He must be a keen gambler to be fretting about it in his sleep!

Bianca: He's in a bit of a state, eh?

Nera: That poor man! He seems rather disturbed.

Bianca: Fair enough. I'd prefer to just get a bit of fresh air, personally.

Nera: Maybe we should have a little dance once we've finished playing, then?

Bianca: Brrr. His eyes are really scary.

Nera: People can get far too wound up by the whole casino experience. It should just be about having a bit of fun.

Bianca: What a funny old man! I hope he dun't hurt himself with that kind of carry on!

Nera: He he he! He obviously doesn't like to be beaten, does he?

Bianca: Yeah. I wonder why the sea air makes everythin' so sticky.

Nera: Yes, she seems a sticky character, that's for sure. Sorry... I was just making a joke.

Bianca: It's hard work tryin' to sleep durin' the day. I much prefer sleepin' of a night.

Nera: He seems a reliable sort. I'm sure the ship's safe in his hands.

Bianca: He en't got a bad voice, but I dun't have a clue what them lyrics are all about.

Nera: What a voice! He certainly knows how to command everyone's attention.

Bianca: His voice is hardly high-pitched, eh?

Nera: Um... Moonwort bulb can be great for stopping the wobbles!

Bianca: He may not look the part, but it's his job to be on the lookout for cheats, eh?

Nera: The atmosphere certainly is relaxed. It's rather romantic, in fact...

Bianca: I think we'd prob'ly better leave him be.

Nera: There can only be one reason for being miserable in a place like this. He's obviously lost all his money and can't afford to travel home.

Bianca: It en't a bad voice, that's for sure. It certainly gives the place a unique kind of atmosphere.

Nera: It's amazing to see how people are so enthralled with this man's singing. I wonder if he's famous.

Bianca: I didn't know priests gambled. He seems a bit hooked, actually. Do you think that's okay?

Nera: I suppose priests are people too. It can't hurt for him to have a little bit of fun.

Bianca: The idea of a floatin' casino is all well and good, but it's a bit of a pain for people to get to.

Nera: This is a lovely spot. And the island's nice too, with its lovely crescent shape. Just like a new moon!

Bianca: There's no point hangin' around a T 'n' T board if you en't got no T 'n' T tickets.

Nera: Oh dear. He won't be able to play any more, then.

Bianca: I never heard of that before. Crikey! A free pass to T 'n' T would be like a dream come true, eh?

Nera: I've heard about that. Yes, the T 'n' T free pass, it's called.

Bianca: I can think of better ways to go down in history, thank you very much!

Nera: Don't worry. The sea around here isn't very deep, so there's nothing for us to sink in.

Bianca: What a poor excuse for a sailor! ...We won't sink, will we!?

Nera: I can't swim either. You'll have to rescue me if it ever comes to it, okay?

Bianca: Fancy sayin' that in his sleep! He really is a shirker!

Nera: I'm afraid that chap's likely to lose his job before long if he's not careful.

Bianca: Now that's dedication, dreamin' about cookin' even in your sleep!

Nera: I find cooking really good fun. It's always so exciting to see how things turn out.

Debora: I didn't have the chance to play at the casino when we were here for our wedding, so I'm really going to have some fun today.

Debora: Poor people are so boring! I don't want you guarding the purse strings. Spend as much as it takes!

Debora: Sounds like she'd like to be aboard herself. She'll just have to make do with being close by instead.

Debora: You know, they usually charge people just for getting on the pontoon. But I did some name-dropping and mentioned Papa, so we got on for free.

Debora: Hero! I hope you're not going to show me up!

Debora: Work? I'd hardly call it work. Looks to me like those bunny girls just stand about the place the whole time.

Debora: Papa's not here today, so we can really go to town and have some fun!

Debora: I heard that Papa had this place built back when Nera was away at the abbey.

Debora: And as I remember it, Mama refused to speak to him for about three days when she found out!

Debora: It's easy to forget about the motion if you put your mind to it.

Debora: Everyone that comes here is really rich, so it would be bad news if anything untoward happened.

Debora: Absolutely! We should make the most of it and really enjoy ourselves while we're here.

Debora: Indeed. Except your promise to me was more one of eternal devotion than love.

Debora: What have you brought me to this filthy hole for? We're supposed to be here to have fun.

Debora: Papa said something once about how he'd fixed it so wins on the slot machines couldn't be predicted.

Debora: I'll never tell you that you can't visit a casino.

Debora: I will tell you that you have to take me with you, though!

Debora: Good fun? There's nothing fun about being a loser.

Debora: Yep, once Papa makes his mind up about something, there's absolutely no changing it.

Debora: Only five? That's hardly worth boasting about.

Debora: Sounds like she enjoys her travels. There's no sign of a husband with her, though.

Debora: There wouldn't be anything elegant about it if she ate too much and then felt seasick!

Debora: That bed was so comfortable! Trust Papa to get it just right.

Debora: She must be really into her dancing.

Debora: Watch it, Hero! I don't like the way you're staring.

Debora: Can I keep up? Ha! I could give her a run for her money if I wanted to.

Debora: I wonder just how much Papa is paying these girls.

Debora: I don't blame her. I always find it really irritating when men make it so obvious they can't take their eyes off me.

Debora: She's obviously new. She's totally out of synch with the other girls.

Debora: All of these dancing girls wear such heavy make-up.

Debora: I suppose it's because they don't have the natural beauty I have.

Debora: You didn't tread on that girl's foot then, did you?

Debora: Tsk! You're a disgrace. I can't take you anywhere.

Debora: I wonder... Wimp that you are, you always go red when you tell a lie, so it's a bit of a giveaway.

Debora: If he's supposed to be on the lookout for cheats, then what's he been doing staring at the stage all the time?

Debora: I hardly think he's in a position to pass judgement on the dancing! I'm sure they can dance a lot better than he can.

Debora: Serves him right for getting too close.

Debora: I never knew Papa did that.

Debora: Quick, let's get away from him! Bad luck can be catching, you know.

Debora: Yes, no matter how many times I ask Papa why he's so rich he won't tell me.

Debora: So she managed to win even though she doesn't know how to play? Some people have all the luck.

Debora: Your luck in a casino can run out just as quickly as it comes.

Debora: Don't you go being stingy over each and every coin, will you? You have to spend money to make money!

Debora: I wouldn't mind worshipping the Goddess if she granted prayers like winning at the casino!

Debora: What shall we start with? I like going for broke on the poker table myself.

Debora: It seems a bit desperate, picking up tokens from the floor like that.

Debora: It's true. I've seen Papa drinking all of these.

Debora: I can't believe Papa even built a T 'n' T board here!

Debora: It's better just to go for it and see what happens rather than trying to plan a route. You never know your luck!

Debora: We'd better watch out for that when we're rolling too.

Debora: I wonder who makes T 'n' T tickets anyway.

Debora: Precisely! It's better just to go with your gut. That's the way to win, if you ask me.

Debora: As if I would! How dare he insinuate such a thing!

Debora: It looks like some people have moved here permanently, what with all this luggage.

Debora: He's got some nerve slacking off from his work so blatantly right in front of me!

Debora: He's probably the reason Papa didn't want me down here.

Debora: Well, they're all rich folk, so I suppose they're bound to be quite fussy when it comes to their food.

Debora: I didn't have the chance to play at the casino when we were here for our wedding, so I'm really going to have some fun today.

Debora: She's going on about the Ventuno at night, but what would she know about it from being stood here?

Debora: You usually have to make a reservation to get on the pontoon, but they're letting you on because you're with me.

Debora: Wishing upon a star? Waste of time if you ask me.

Debora: Mmm, sounds nice. You look like you'd prefer a decent meal to a flute of champagne, mind you.

Debora: Come to think of it, are you filling out our ship's log properly every day?

Debora: I've never seen you doing it. Why the secrecy?

Debora: What!? Who do you expect to do it if you don't?

Debora: Huh! You'd just better make sure you do it from now on.

Debora: Imagine the disappointment if you dreamt you'd had a big win and then woke up to find it was just a dream!

Debora: What a fool! Surely he could've stopped before he ended up that bad.

Debora: When I need to unwind, I find a good bit of shopping works much better than any gentle dancing could.

Debora: Ah, but the problem with that philosophy is that tomorrow never comes.

Debora: He certainly doesn't look like he's up to it nowadays.

Debora: The sea air is just terrible for messing up my hair. I'll never get on with it.

Debora: Um, isn't he the only one in charge? What happens to the ship when he sleeps?

Debora: What a weird little ditty he's singing!

Debora: I always prefer men with nice, deep voices, personally.

Debora: I know it's his job, but he's the one ruining the atmosphere if you ask me.

Debora: He's obviously gone and lost all his money and now he can't afford the fare home.

Debora: Why don't you give us a tune, Hero? On second thoughts, maybe not.

Debora: Are priests even allowed in casinos?

Debora: I wonder if they'll put the Ventuno out to sea once it's peaceful again.

Debora: It'd make it a bit awkward to get to, though.

Debora: You're good for T 'n' T tickets, right, Hero?

Debora: You'll be in a lot of trouble if you tell me now we don't have any and I can't play!

Debora: Yes, the free pass. I remember Papa talking about that.

Debora: Hmph! It's bad luck to even say things like that when you're on a boat.

Debora: Why would anyone become a sailor if they couldn't swim? I'd find another job if I was him.

Debora: Maybe I should tell Papa and have him fired.

Debora: Maybe we should sample some of his food if it's that perfect. You can try it first, though, and make sure it's good enough for me.

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Bianca: I was a bit too casual about this desert lark. If it weren't for this oasis, I'd have prob'ly shrivelled up and died!

Bianca: There's even some greenery here! It really is an oasis in the middle of a desert. Wouldn't want to live here, mind.

Bianca: I reckon I could drink enough water to fill a small lake at the moment! Mustn't drink this place dry, mind.

Nera: I'm okay, r-really. Don't worry about me. I'm fine now we're here at the oasis.

Nera: We should make sure we have some water while we're here so that we can rehydrate a little.

Nera: Do you think people set up home here so that they could help weary travellers like us?

Nera: Whether that's the reason or not, I don't think I could be more grateful to find them here!

Bianca: It must be awful bein' a dog in the heat like this. It's not like it can take its coat off.

Nera: That poor dog! It must be absolutely boiling.

Bianca: It's nice and cool inside the tent. If you can just get out of the sun, it makes a big difference.

Nera: It only looks like a small tent from the outside, but it's surprisingly well-equipped. You could probably live here quite comfortably.

Bianca: Looks like not many people pass by here. Not surprisin', really.

Bianca: I always thought people who live out in the sticks like this would be a bit unfriendly, but he was lovely.

Nera: Helmunaptra to the west and King Dominicus's Dominion to the south-east. That's right, isn't it? I'm terrible at remembering directions.

Nera: You can decide where to go. I'll go along with whatever you choose.

Bianca: He was a bit aggressive at first! I wonder what them desert roses he was talkin' about are.

Nera: I think a desert rose is a special kind of mineral you get around these parts.

Bianca: A museum. That sounds like it could be a bit of a laugh!

Nera: I wonder how long ago that man was here. I'd quite like to visit the museum if it's been built by now.

Bianca: Hah! We've got a desert rose of our own, thanks very much!

Nera: He must have an awful lot of desert roses for him to call it a collection.

Bianca: Brrr. It's quite chilly in the desert of a night, eh?

Bianca: I reckon I might've caught a cold. I'm feelin' a bit feverish.

Nera: Boiling hot in the day and freezing cold at night. The desert is certainly a place of extremes.

Nera: Take care not to catch a cold or anything, won't you?

Bianca: It's not quite as cold inside the tent. Looks like the dog has that figured out too!

Nera: I think that dog's trying to protect the old man, you know. Isn't that sweet?

Bianca: Looks like not many people pass by here. Not surprisin', really.

Bianca: I always thought people who live out in the sticks like this would be a bit unfriendly, but he was lovely.

Nera: Helmunaptra to the west and King Dominicus's Dominion to the south-east. That's right, isn't it? I'm terrible at remembering directions.

Nera: You can decide where to go. I'll go along with whatever you choose.

Nera: Oops! We woke that old man up. We should try to be quiet so that he can get some sleep.

Debora: You know what you have to do now we're at the oasis, right?

Debora: Precisely. Bring me some water. Not just to drink, either. I'm going to have a wash too, so make sure you bring plenty.

Debora: Do I have to spell everything out for you? You have to bring me some water. I want a drink, of course!

Debora: And you'd better bring plenty while you're at it, because I'm going to have a wash as well.

Debora: It's a bit shabby, but at least it should give us a bit of respite from the heat.

Debora: What are you waiting for, Hero? I'm going in.

Debora: I wish I'd brought my swimming costume now. It would be lovely to have a splash about and cool off.

Debora: It must be unbearably hot with all that fur. It's bad enough for us.

Debora: It's cooler in here than I thought it would be. Aah, just what I needed. Bring me a glass of water, will you, Hero?

Debora: It doesn't sound like many people make it all the way out here.

Debora: Helmunaptra to the west... King Dominicus's Dominion to the south-east, right? You'd better write it down so I don't have to bother remembering it.

Debora: A museum? For some reason, I always seem to get very drowsy whenever I visit museums.

Debora: His way of greeting people certainly leaves a lot to be desired. What a yob!

Debora: I bet he was actually desperate to show off his collection. Well, I don't want to see it, so there!

Debora: His way of greeting people certainly leaves a lot to be desired. What a yob!

Debora: I bet he was actually desperate to show off his collection. Well, I'm not interested, so there!

Debora: It's getting cold now. There's no happy medium in the desert, is there? You're either too hot or too cold.

Debora: So you'd better take care, Hero. Make sure you don't let me catch a cold or anything.

Debora: I wonder how Bingo's getting on. He always liked to have company. A bit like me, really. Maybe he's lonely...

Debora: Sorry? Ha! No, I'm fine. I'm not lonely any more. How could I be, with you always hanging around?

Debora: This dog's trying to protect the old man, isn't he? That's what I like about dogs: they always obey their masters.

Debora: What are we standing around for? Let's go! We can't hang around here forever. That poor man will never get any sleep otherwise.

Debora: Helmunaptra to the west and King Dominicus's Dominion to the south-east? I'll just pick one and go there.

Debora: All you have to do is follow.