If the ritual is to succeed... The Caelestite must unseal the Movement and play it. The glory of the Monarch shall once again shine upon this beach and punish the pompous Aurorians.
Lord Prinny:
Understood! Please rest assured, I will spare no effort.
Bonacie:
Here I am.
Lord Prinny:
Can’t you knock, Bonacie?
Bonacie:
Stop wasting time. What do you want with me?
Lord Prinny:
The Movement is about to be unearthed and the seal...
Bonacie:
I know, I know, the Caelestite has to remove it, no? I’ll get [Navigator] to do that.
Lord Prinny:
Aren’t you curious about what we are plotting?
Bonacie:
Nope. I just want my hands on the Movement. And any of the Aurorians in that party could thrash you without breaking a sweat, anyway. If you really are scheming, I hope they at least leave your dead bodies in one piece. But those moneymaking scams are utterly ludicrous, no?
Lord Prinny:
You’re still the same infuriating Aurorian you’ve ever been! I'll get you...
Master Thaddius:
Please calm down, Lord Prinny!
Bonacie:
What are you doing here? It’s about time for you to advertise yoga lessons, no? Never mind, I still got to see [Navigator]. You can play amongst yourselves.
Master Thaddius:
Wait, just one minute, Bonacie! I'd like you to hear the new slogans I wrote!
Lord Prinny:
I should be the one manipulating the Aurorian, yet I’m the one who’s pissed off. Not to mention the useless lackeys who make fake lessons the priority! Ah...
The screen fades to black and transitions to Raphael and Beryl's room.
Raphael:
Here, lie down on the bed, Beryl! Hmm, your body temperature is very high, and you’re sweating profusely... You must feel terrible.
Beryl:
I...I'm hanging in there...
Raphael:
Let me get you a towel to wipe the sweat off!
Beryl:
It's okay, but... Can you lie with me for a while?
Raphael:
No problem! Poor Beryl, I can feel the heat coming out of you. A wet towel or ice pack should cool you down a bit, are you sure you don’t need one?
Beryl:
Stay... Will you? This will do...
Raphael:
After the ceremony tomorrow, we’ll ask [Navigator] to bring us to Lumopolis with Soroz. The facilities over there should do a better job of monitoring your condition. And you’ll find Lumopolis is full of interesting people, Beryl. I can also introduce the other angels to you. They’ll all like you very much! Oh, we have an angel named Uriel. She used to be lethargic just like you, Beryl! But much like you, she is very trustworthy and dependable!
Beryl:
You think I’m trustworthy and dependable?
Raphael:
Totally! And the city has a lot of classy shops and different types of restaurants. I can take you shopping at my favorite places! If you like baking, we can visit the bakery I’m a regular of! The owner is very nice and taught me to make different pastries! Oh, and the Lumopolis Music Hall! They get awesome artists to play there, though the tickets could be hard to come by...
Beryl:
Uh...
Raphael:
Yes, Beryl?
Beryl:
I got something I don’t know if I should tell you...
Raphael:
Tell me, tell me!
Beryl:
I’m very scared... ... that I... can’t leave here.
Raphael:
What? How come?
Beryl:
I have nightmares, every night... ... Having the same dream, it kept getting worse... It started with me just hearing a faint voice... It kept speaking to me... made me remember a lot of things I’ve forgotten...
Raphael:
(From Beryl’s past? Could it be about the Gautiers and Pyrrhuses?)
Beryl:
She said a lot of things I don’t remember and those I don’t want to remember... I’m scared. The voice ended up repeating to me... That my body will give in and lose control, with my mind falling into an endless downward spiral after killing everyone.
Raphael:
!!
Beryl:
I tried very hard to put the dreams out of my head, but they wouldn’t go away... And I can feel my body deteriorating...
Raphael:
Oh, Beryl... You shouldn’t believe anything in dreams like that!
Beryl:
Ah...
Raphael:
Dreams are just that, dreams. They don’t mean anything. You’re not feeling well probably because you’ve been doing stuff for everybody the past two days, and maybe from too much excitement. As for the dreams, I’ll check with [Navigator], maybe those psychic abilities can help clear you up. Just rest while I go! Listen to me and relax. We’ll go back to Lumopolis tomorrow!
Beryl:
Okay.
Raphael:
I'll be right back, okay?
Raphael dashes across the screen.
Chef Potter:
That was close... Can’t let you go back anytime soon.
Lord Prinny:
What? Are you sure?
Chef Potter:
Yes. She almost bumps into me.
Lord Prinny:
If that’s true, I must let the Queen know.
Chef Potter:
I just delivered vital information, so about my bonus this month...
Lord Prinny:
You will leave now.
Shadows:
Useless!
Lord Prinny:
Please be calm.
Shadows:
Do you know what I went through to put all the pieces in place? Now because of all your ineptitude... They’re getting away!
Lord Prinny:
We’re sorry!
Shadows:
Worthless peons. I guess I’ll have to do it myself. A shame that this piece is my most cherished... Hee...
