Lostbelt 1 Summary: Section 10

Section 10: Ghastly Eyes



Gunshots fire.



"Aah. This is, your dream huh."



The person dreaming opens their eyes to a grey scene of soldiers looking down towards them.



"Pain that intensifies with every second.
Fear that pulls you in, a ridiculous sense of chaos.
And.
A rising, great hatred towards the sneering soldiers.
In that moment, pain inverts into pleasure.
I’ll kill you all, so the girl [I] prayed."



A repulsive, inhuman voice screeches.



"Ahh, this voice has always, always been by my side.
Olga, Tatiana, Maria, Alexei, Papa, and Mama never noticed it though.
I could always hear this voice.
Whenever I played pranks, whenever I climbed trees.
……but, I knew that it wasn’t a guardian angel or anything like that.
Because right now, like this. I am dying.
Three seconds from my death, all that “he” does, is just watch───closely, watch me.
A fantasy being that was summoned to my killing intent.
The monster with demonic eyes that only shows itself to those of the Romanova bloodline, and carrying its accomplishments.

They battered the girl’s [my] body. Burned it. Buried it in the earth.
Even as my clothes tore to shreds, my flesh beaten up all over, and buried into the soil it still───
It only had the consciousness, to grasp what was happening.
Therefore, those soldiers that had accomplished their task, will never find repose."



I am watching.



"I won’t kill you, I’ll let you continue living in fear.
Viy is [I am] watching you.

Your sins will continue to rampage. Continue to gouge out your confessions. Because, I am always watching. I’m always watching until you die.
Always, Always, Always───!!

──────Ahh, enough. I can’t remember anything but the dark sky."


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Kadoc awakens from the dream.


Anastasia:
……Were you asleep?

Kadoc:
I wasn’t sleeping, I was just dreaming.

Anastasia:
……is there a difference?

Kadoc:
There’s a big difference between shutting out and shifting one’s consciousness. When I’m asleep, I don’t see any dreams. And now, everything’s settled without sleeping.

Anastasia:
Like a Servant I see.

Kadoc:
……anyway, did something happen?

Anastasia:
There has been a report from the Oprichniki sent to the rural parts. It’s not really an issue but───it looks like they burned down the rebel’s storehouses.

Kadoc:
Hmph, looks like they’ve managed to track them down.

Anastasia:
Also, the Servants apart from the Rebellion Army. It would be good to settle to that and sound the Tsar’s glory.

Kadoc:
We can manage that by ourselves right? In the meantime, I’ll leave the Cardinal to you.

Anastasia:
……in that case, it’s time to depart. I will go prepare.

Kadoc:
I can’t really see what’s there to prepare for……

Anastasia:
You really are terrible at handling Servants. At times like this, you should joyfully see me off.

Kadoc:
Leave me alone. Efficiency is more preferable, for me. Otherwise, the mediocre will never be able to chase up to the geniuses. Against those that innately understand what’s efficient, logically there’s no other choice but for me to pile up efficiency.

Anastasia:
……is that so. Then, help me with my preparations. That way is more efficient.

Kadoc:
……Yeah yeah.

Anastasia:
Enough with replying like a sloppy soldier. It’ll make me want to place a curse on you.

Kadoc:
Alright I get it, Anastasia. So, what did you want me to help you with?

Anastasia:
Help me pick an outdoor coat.

Kadoc:
…………Haa………



The two of them walk off. Somewhere in the room, Koyanskaya and the Priest have been watching.



Koyanskaya:
Such a heartwarming scene. Even now when everything feels like it’ll sink into the abyss, it’s like a waltz above thin ice, so innocent. Fufu. That cowardly Kadoc making a good pair with the Imperial Princess, is what you could say I suppose?

Priest:
The timid boy that hasn’t given up on everything, and the confident girl who has given up on everything huh. Indeed, the combination appears fitting. Both sides make up for each other’s weaknesses. From my perspective it’s an ideal pairing of Master and Servant.
───which is why, Koyanskaya-kun. Refrain from disturbing them any more out of jest. As the aide of the Tsar, I cannot just stay quiet.

Koyanskaya:
Oh my. How surprising that you have some patriotism. Are you abhorrent to having your homeland being messed up all over? Well, in that case I should also prepare to take my leave too. I’ve already done my greetings to everyone from Chaldea, and finished confirming the completions with the Tsar. There’s nothing left for me to do here. I’ll take my leave for the next dispatch. Wodime-sama has also sent over that haughty Caenis over too.

Priest:
Ahh, go ahead then. In the first place, this Russia doesn’t have the kind of entertainment that you seek. There aren’t any humans here that are trying to fight against ruin. There isn’t any ray of hope for you to crush down. For this Lostbelt, regardless of what happens it is a world without future.

Koyanskaya:
……Yes, that is so. With regards to that, I find it most disappointing. Well then, I will take my leave here. I have no business with barren land that can’t amount to any profit♡

Priest:
How carefree. Ahh, would you like me to pray for a safe journey?

Koyanskaya:
No thank you. Your prayers seem like the kind to bring a reverse in fortune after all. Alright, I look forward to your future patronage. Trampling on strangers yet making profit. Bringing misfortune to your neighbors yet seeking satisfaction. Answering those desires of yours, this has been the NFF Service♡



Koyanskaya walks off to make her departure.



Priest:
───fu. Cursing them to be like mice but, surely you have realized you too are the same. Poking your nose into danger is also a problem, Koyanskaya. Your way of living, is exactly like that of mice trying to escape a sinking ship.


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Back in the village of outlaws, Beowulf and Billy part ways as according to the earlier discussion. Billy smiles and remarks that he’ll meet Beo again if fate lets them. One of the Yaga ask Billy where is he going, to which he replies that he has joined your group (the rebels). The Yaga outlaw is shocked.



Billy:
Yup. Well, I’m aware that you guys don’t have very good feelings about them. But being Human is not all there is to it. Even though I’m a Servant, an old species like me would surely rebel.



The Yaga outlaw falls silent, and Billy says goodbye.

Two days after your departure, your group is somewhere in a snowy plain. Billy realizes Shanshan is suddenly on alert, and Atalante Alter infers that magical beasts must be nearby. It’s time to chop them down for meat.



Patsy:
Yeah yeah, it’s time for that. It’s time for separation.*1

You:
That sounds like some kind of signature move phrase.

Patsy:
……sometimes I don’t really get what you are saying……



You defeat and turn the enemy beasts into dinner.



Patsy:
Al-right, we got meat! Other than Guda, do you guys want any?

Billy:
Servant’s don’t really need to have meals. But if I’m receiving any I’m fine with a portion that won’t spoil the stomach. I’m the kind to enjoy it as boiled appetizers while having a drink.

Atalante Alter:
……I can understand. I’d like to drink some cider……

Billy:
For me well, probably bourbon or tequila I guess. When I was living back there, they made anything into alcohol though.

Patsy:
……I’ve heard there’s other kind of alcohol apart from spirits, what do they taste like?



Billy explains that most of the alcohol in this world is straight vodka, and doesn’t really have any flavor. Billy made some of his own though, and offers Patsy a taste.



Patsy:
……it’s good. It’s good but……the actual alcohol is weak.



Billy notes that the alcohol content is pretty high for human standards, and the Yaga just happen to have strong tolerance. Patsy is a little depressed by this fact.

The next day, your group finally returns to the rebel’s hideout. It looks there hasn’t been any trouble during your absence, and Atalante Alter reports to her men about Billy’s addition to the rebel’s forces. Avicebron however, has bad news – the food supplies are now close to none.

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*1 The line Patsy says here is (捌きのお時間) which would literally translate as "It's time for separating/preparing meat". It also sounds a lot like the first line of Gilgamesh's NP chant for Enuma Elish (裁きの時だ - It's time for judgement), giving it a killer-move kind of vibe.