暂时还没有汉语翻译,先看英语版好了= =
Phobetor: Surprising, you forced me to reveal myself. He wears what appears to be a Surplice (black + bright stars) Phobetor: But no matter, sealed my power is restored. It breaches dimensional to the world of dreams. Phobetor: Catalania! I'll bring the world of dreams, my native land, and annihilate you there! You will all serve as food for my family and myself! The ardor of El Cid, Felser, and everyone present is quickly sucked. Phobetor: Hahaha, this city will disappear like a mirage, just as in mythological times! The dream of this girl I have been very helpful, I will keep as a pet and I reuse it as a nucleus for the next city. It hugs the body of mine.
El Cid falls to his knees, exhausted, but ends up looking up Phobetor who boasts of his victory. El Cid: I will not let you do! And you do not rejoin the world of dreams ... e I will not let you not feed you the feelings and dreams of the people here! Phobetor: In this case, I'll start by taking care of you. He attacked El Cid with its darkness.
El Cid: How? I suddenly lost all desire, and my hand goes limp ... El Cid falls, his vigor and ardor eaten. Felser's voice does not reach anymore either.
El Cid: This is a tragedy created by the regrets that you left that day, Mine. El Cid is still in the heart of darkness of Phobetor. He hears a low voice address him. Mine, within Phobetor: Indeed, El Cid. Mine: But that was my old dream ... I hope he ends, El Cid ... the dream that I want to see now is ... At this point, El Cid, though still far, slice the darkness of his hand. Mine: To see you as qu'épée holy. Phobetor: Impossible, yet I devoured all his passion! El Cid: For me, dreams and passion are infinite things ... this is the path I have chosen! ELCID: Yes Mine is the dream I had since that day. His whole body becomes like a blade of light and slice the huge body of Phobetor.
The ardor devoured by Phobetor returns to its owners when he dies.
El Cid: Mission accomplished. Turning around, he sees Mine, kimono and surrounded by petals of cherry. El Cid: You said your dream was to see me become a holy sword ... That day I did not cry, nor could you say goodbye, and yet you ... Mine: I'm sure you get there. Mine turns smiling with tears in his eyes. (I'll watch you with those eyes of polishing, with the eyes of the East to reflect scarlet) Mine disappears, and only a rusty katana remains in its place. Felser: This is the katana of mine. Everything was just a dream seen by rusty katana. Felser turns his back to El Cid: What a fool I was, mine had already chosen another dream in his heart. Thank you for all El Cid. My stupid stubbornness has created great suffering. From now on I'll get my own way. In a manner that will allow me to repent of this crime.
Felser leaves the arena that is disappearing and the El Cid looks away without saying anything. Catalania such a mirage disappears and there remains only the desert. The public flees. Lacaille discusses El Cid in traveling clothes. Lacaille: you are again with an expression indistinguishable. El Cid, listless: Obviously. El Cid: The Way of the Saints is very rough, and normal people can not endure it. If you want to give up is now. Lacaille, laughing: No, seeing your fight I realized that this was the way I want to follow! Imagine me as a gift that comes with the sword of my father! El Cid leaves: Desertion is not allowed. Lacaille: Understood! I will not leave you! They return every two and arrive at the Sanctuary, or Sisyphus |