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Secrets of the Silent Witch (2025) - S01E11 - MTBB vs Stye

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MTBB

Stye

Two weeks?

She only started playing chess two weeks ago?

And Robert is the best player on our team...

Um... checkmate.

That was awesome!

Had no idea what was going on, though.

Hello there.

I just finished going through your match record, Miss Norton.

I knew you were going easy on me.

Oh no, I wasn't. Not at all.

All your moves were unorthodox, never-before-seen tactics.

That match was definitely one for the history books.

Th-That's not...

In a concerto,

it takes all performers being equally skilled for them to reach greater heights

and create melodies most beautiful!

Your opponent was undoubtedly formidable.

This is to say, Miss Norton was unable to display her full potential until now

because we could not match her!

Oh, heavenly God!

Why did you choose me to be a participant?

How I would have loved to spectate the moment this beautiful melody came to be!

Miss Monica Norton.

Will you marry me, so that our chess may be forevermore?

Egads!

Romance should be a blazing symphony, rousing the deepest parts of the soul!

How unsightly...

Your proposal is bereft of any musical beauty!

It is beyond appalling!

What do you mean you want to marry her over chess?

Forgive my poor explanation.

Miss Norton has captivated my heart with her chess.

Miss Monica has captivated my heart with her chess.

I wish to continue playing chess with her.

Unfortunately, we belong to different schools.

We have no means of contact.

However, being engaged gives us a reason to meet during our breaks.

We could play as we please.

That is why I seek your hand in marriage!

I'm actually impressed by the audacity of this man.

This is no music...

Oh, what a hideous sight.

I am the fifth son of a baron from the Kingdom of Landor,

and a potential future knight commander.

I can confidently promise you a stable future!

My family shoulders no debts. Our marriage will be one with zero worries!

U-Um... I can't m-marry...

I-I'm sorry!

Miss Monica! I still have much to say...

Pardon me, but she is a member of our student council.

I must ask that you run any proposals through me.

Your behavior is unbecoming of the occasion.

I cannot overlook this as a student council member.

U-Unhand me, please! I must go after Miss Monica!

Miss Monica!

That caught me off guard...

I knew it was you.

Monica.

Why is the esteemed Sage playing pretend?

Was the rumor of you becoming a mountain hermit a lie?

Ah, perhaps you fancied a redo of your student life by hiding your identity?

What an extravagant little game.

You must be having a grand time

with all those men fawning over you.

No...

You've become quite the coquette.

Yet you can barely hold a conversation.

Do you think you're an adult, all dolled up?

Oh, I see what this is.

You're pretending to be a pitiful little student to curry favor with the second prince, aren't you?

How very much like you.

You pretend to be powerless to cozy up to people...

Just like a parasite.

Don't tell me you never noticed?

Let me spell it out for you then.

You're a cunning witch.

You only think about yourself, never of others.

Whatever happens to everyone else means nothing to you.

You have not an ounce of compassion for their plight.

Is that... how Bernie sees me?

No, I can't cry.

There's only one fate for your kind,

and it's to end up alone, with no one giving you the time of day.

I know that, Bernie.

No one would ever care about the likes of me.

But that didn't matter.

I was so happy.

All I ever wanted was to repay you by becoming a friend you could be proud of.

Excuse me!

What's going on here?

Would you care to explain, sir?

Monica and I are old acquaintances.

It seems our talk of the good old days touched her to tears.

Let's go.

Pardon me, sir.

I need to adjust my friend's makeup, so we'll be taking our leave.

Friend?

I wouldn't be friends with her if I were you.

All she does is act frail to manipulate others to her benefit.

Excuse me?!

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MTBB
Two weeks?
She only started playing chess two weeks ago?
And Robert is the best player on our team... 
Um... checkmate. 
That was awesome!
Had no idea what was going on, though.
Hello there.
I just finished going through your match record, Miss Norton. 
I knew you were going easy on me.
Oh no, I wasn't. Not at all.
All your moves were unorthodox, never-before-seen tactics.
That match was definitely one for the history books. 
Th-That's not...
In a concerto,
it takes all performers being equally skilled for them to reach greater heights
and create melodies most beautiful!
Your opponent was undoubtedly formidable.
This is to say, Miss Norton was unable to display her full potential until now
because we could not match her!
Oh, heavenly God!
Why did you choose me to be a participant?
How I would have loved to spectate the moment this beautiful melody came to be!
Miss Monica Norton.
Will you marry me, so that our chess may be forevermore?
Egads!
Romance should be a blazing symphony, rousing the deepest parts of the soul!
How unsightly...
Your proposal is bereft of any musical beauty!
It is beyond appalling!
What do you mean you want to marry her over chess?
Forgive my poor explanation.
Miss Norton has captivated my heart with her chess.
I wish to continue playing chess with her.
Unfortunately, we belong to different schools. 
We have no means of contact.
However, being engaged gives us a reason to meet during our breaks. 
We could play as we please.
That is why I seek your hand in marriage!
I'm actually impressed by the audacity of this man.
This is no music... 
Oh, what a hideous sight.
I am the fifth son of a baron from the Kingdom of Landor,
and a potential future knight commander. 
I can confidently promise you a stable future!
My family shoulders no debts. Our marriage will be one with zero worries!
U-Um... I can't m-marry...
I-I'm sorry!
Miss Monica! I still have much to say...
Pardon me, but she is a member of our student council.
I must ask that you run any proposals through me. 
Your behavior is unbecoming of the occasion.
I cannot overlook this as a student council member.
U-Unhand me, please! I must go after Miss Monica! 
Miss Monica!
That caught me off guard...
I knew it was you.
Monica.
Why is the esteemed Sage playing pretend?
Was the rumor of you becoming a mountain hermit a lie?
Ah, perhaps you fancied a redo of your student life by hiding your identity? 
What an extravagant little game.
You must be having a grand time
with all those men fawning over you.
No...
You've become quite the coquette.
Yet you can barely hold a conversation. 
Do you think you're an adult, all dolled up?
Oh, I see what this is.
You're pretending to be a pitiful little student to curry favor with the second prince, aren't you?
How very much like you.
You pretend to be powerless to cozy up to people...
Just like a parasite.
Don't tell me you never noticed?
Let me spell it out for you then.
You're a cunning witch.
You only think about yourself, never of others. 
Whatever happens to everyone else means nothing to you.
You have not an ounce of compassion for their plight.
Is that... how Bernie sees me?
No, I can't cry. 
There's only one fate for your kind,
and it's to end up alone, with no one giving you the time of day.
I know that, Bernie.
No one would ever care about the likes of me.
But that didn't matter.
I was so happy.
All I ever wanted was to repay you by becoming a friend you could be proud of.
Excuse me!
What's going on here?
Would you care to explain, sir?
Monica and I are old acquaintances.
It seems our talk of the good old days touched her to tears. 
Let's go.
Pardon me, sir.
I need to adjust my friend's makeup, so we'll be taking our leave.
Friend?
I wouldn't be friends with her if I were you.
All she does is act frail to manipulate others to her benefit.
Excuse me?!
You don't have a good eye for character, do you?
Getting a new pair of glasses might help with that.
How about ones that aren't lame and actually suit your face?
You'll regret this.
Didn't you watch her match?
Her smarts and talents are far above the rest.
Despite that, she wears the expression of someone helpless and incapable.
She hides her true identity to be coddled by others.
Look, why don't you just be honest with yourself? 
You're jealous of Monica, aren't you?
You'll come around to what I said someday.
Because you too will realize the world of difference between us and her!
If I had an amazingly talented friend,
I would do nothing but brag about them to my father! 
You're nothing but a narrow-minded bigot! 
Oh dear. I see the gap between her genius and your mediocrity is so wide
that you can't even fathom how frustrating it is!
Bernie!
If you talk badly about my friend...
I... won't be able...
to put up with you anymore!
You won't put up with me anymore?
So what?
I kept relying on you for everything back then.
So I wanted to become someone you could rely on in return... 
I was hoping that, someday... 
we could be friends and equals,
shoulder to shoulder, smiling together.
But I'm done trying to earn your praise.
I'll never...
expect anything from you again.
No one likes a man who doesn't know when to give up.
Good job giving him a piece of your mind back there.
I'm a little... stronger than usual today.
Probably because this corset is helping me stand tall. 
And when I was about to cry, I managed to hold back my tears
because I didn't want to ruin the makeup you did for me.
So it's all thanks to you.
Wrong, wrong, wrong!
It was me who cut her off.
She may have become a Sage,
but it was me who looked after her when she was a good-for-nothing!
And yet...
I should be constantly occupying her thoughts,
consuming her, keeping her in fear! 
I won't stand for this.
Professor Pitman.
What's the matter? You seem pretty tense.
I'd like to go first in our next match!
What?!
I hear the results of the morning's matches are out?
Yes. We lost to the University, with one win and two losses.
Oh, how unfortunate.
Our sole win went to Miss Monica Norton. 
Really?
I never knew she had a knack for chess as well.
As well?
Professor Macragan, it's good to see you again.
And you are?
Is this elderly man an acquaintance of yours?
Please be quiet for a moment, Professor Pitman. 
I'm Bernie Jones, representing Minerva in the chess tournament. 
I was a student in your practicals class at Minerva.
Jones, you say?
Ah, you were good friends with Everett.
I'm here hoping you'd sign off on a change of player positions.
Am I allowed to?
Yes, any teacher from the host school may sign it.
Are you sure about this?
I hope I won't get in trouble...
I won't let her get away with ignoring me.
Be it the past or the future, Monica Everett has to live in fear of me for all eternity!
I can already feel that scary Serendia professor glaring at me...
Professor Pitman.
Yes?
I desperately wish to win my match.
May I ask you for some advice beforehand?
Of course.
I'd be glad to help.
I'd like to know... 
Who are you, exactly?
There, all done!
Thank you, Lana.
Go into the next match like you own the place.
Okay.
Lana.
I forgot something.
Go on ahead without me.
A corset may fix her posture,
but there's no fixing her clumsiness.
Who am I?
I'm Eugene Pitman.
I teach at Minerva.
Our professor's lousy at chess.
He constantly stresses that he's in no position to teach us anything,
because all he has is a love for the game.
Well, even I would like to impress my students once in a while... 
Which subject do you teach? What's your specialty? 
Tell me, what was the name of the scary Serendia professor you mentioned?
Surely you know, considering you've met several times?
Back in the faculty room,
you asked me if the elderly man was an acquaintance of mine.
Anyone affiliated with Minerva
should know of the great Waterbite Mage, William Macragan. 
I will ask you once more. 
Who are you, exactly?
Goodness me, Minerva has such bright young minds! 
Rozun,
herme, nui.
He's a mage?!
Ragavine,
anveu, mora arg,
Volra, rhorva merze, ignia!
Moia merzel.
Too slow.
Only a fool would challenge me at magecraft.
Ow, that stung.
Like being pricked by needles.
Was my spell too weak because I tried to capture him alive?
Volra, rhorva merze, ignia!
Would this be your first time witnessing dragonshifting magecraft?
Dragonshifting magecraft? I've never heard of such a thing.
Still, those changes to his body...
Forbidden body-manipulation magecraft.
Are you from the Schwargald Empire?
The fact he's infiltrated Serendia
means he's after Prince Felix.
Volra, rhorva merze—
Bernie?!
Vell, guhl schau,
rie zagan, liezna.
Can't have you screaming your lungs out.
And while you're in there, won't you kindly drown for me? 
Is another mage here?
Marte, feuhl, iellum,
tilalarg daht.
Impossible!
How did you do that from inside the water?!
She doesn't need to chant. 
I always knew...
that Monica was a true prodigy,
and that I was just an ordinary person with a little bit of talent. 
The day I overcome the barrier between us...
will never come!
Damn it all!
Bernie, are you okay?!
More importantly, why are you here?
Excellent work dispatching the assassin, Silent Witch.
Thank you for telling me that Bernie was in danger.
This man could be a diversion.
Please tell Nero not to leave the prince's side.
Understood.
I get it now.
You've been tasked with protecting the prince.
Say, Bernie.
What is it?
It looks like...
my days as a fake student are over.
I'll have to explain this man's capture to the Academy.
And when I do, my identity will be revealed.
Vice President, this way!
For crying out loud...
Have that spirit turn back into a bird!
Huh? Oh, um...
What happened?!
You're soaking wet!
Bernie Jones, please explain what's going on here.
It appears Eugene Pitman was replaced by an impostor.
When I saw through the disguise, he attacked me, and I fought him off.
Monica Norton was just an innocent bystander who got caught up in all of this.
This mage was using body-manipulating magecraft.
I suspect him to be from the Empire.
Report this to His Highness and the faculty.
Take Treasurer Norton to the infirmary as well.
Her friends should be somewhere around here. 
Have them stay with her.
Yes, sir!
Can you walk?
Bernie... I... uh...
You better appreciate what I've done for the rest of your life.
Who'd have thought the tournament would be canceled?
What choice was there when we had an intruder?
Only Miss Norton managed to score a victory, huh.
H-Had the tournament carried on, you'd have won a match. I'm sure!
I'd like to think that.
Apologies for the wait.
Our intruder has not been cooperative.
The Academy's security will be reviewed and strengthened on account of this incident.
You'll be kept updated as things go.
But for now, I'd like us to carry on as usual.
Yes, sire.
If the intruder isn't saying anything,
and if Bernie gives the same testimony I do,
does that mean my days in the Academy can go on as usual? 
But...
why did Bernie cover for me after everything?
I thought he hated me...
You better appreciate what I've done for the rest of your life.
That won't be too hard.
Ever since the day we met, I've been nothing but grateful to him.
That was a fascinating match.
It's a shame the tournament got cut short. 
I can't tell who would have won,
but we all know who the strongest player was.
Yeah. I agree. 
Um... Miss Claudia?
Yes?
Why are we playing chess seated like this?

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Stye
Two weeks?
She only started playing chess two weeks ago?
And Robert is the best player on our team... 
Um... checkmate. 
That was awesome!
Had no idea what was going on, though.
Hello there.
I just finished going through your match record, Miss Norton. 
I knew you were going easy on me.
Oh no, I wasn't. Not at all.
All your moves were unorthodox, never-before-seen tactics.
That match was definitely one for the history books. 
Th-That's not...
In a concerto,
it takes all performers being equally skilled for them to reach greater heights
and create melodies most beautiful!
Your opponent was undoubtedly formidable.
This is to say, Miss Norton was unable to display her full potential until now
because we could not match her!
Oh, heavenly God!
Why did you choose me to be a participant?
How I would have loved to spectate the moment this beautiful melody came to be!
Miss Monica Norton.
Will you marry me, so that our chess may be forevermore?
Egads!
Romance should be a blazing symphony, rousing the deepest parts of the soul!
How unsightly...
Your proposal is bereft of any musical beauty!
It is beyond appalling!
What do you mean you want to marry her over chess?
Forgive my poor explanation.
Miss Monica has captivated my heart with her chess.
I wish to continue playing chess with her.
Unfortunately, we belong to different schools. 
We have no means of contact.
However, being engaged gives us a reason to meet during our breaks. 
We could play as we please.
That is why I seek your hand in marriage!
I'm actually impressed by the audacity of this man.
This is no music... 
Oh, what a hideous sight.
I am the fifth son of a baron from the Kingdom of Landor,
and a potential future knight commander. 
I can confidently promise you a stable future!
My family shoulders no debts. Our marriage will be one with zero worries!
U-Um... I can't m-marry...
I-I'm sorry!
Miss Monica! I still have much to say...
Pardon me, but she is a member of our student council.
I must ask that you run any proposals through me. 
Your behavior is unbecoming of the occasion.
I cannot overlook this as a student council member.
U-Unhand me, please! I must go after Miss Monica! 
Miss Monica!
That caught me off guard...
I knew it was you.
Monica.
Why is the esteemed Sage playing pretend?
Was the rumor of you becoming a mountain hermit a lie?
Ah, perhaps you fancied a redo of your student life by hiding your identity? 
What an extravagant little game.
You must be having a grand time
with all those men fawning over you.
No...
You've become quite the coquette.
Yet you can barely hold a conversation. 
Do you think you're an adult, all dolled up?
Oh, I see what this is.
You're pretending to be a pitiful little student to curry favor with the second prince, aren't you?
How very much like you.
You pretend to be powerless to cozy up to people...
Just like a parasite.
Don't tell me you never noticed?
Let me spell it out for you then.
You're a cunning witch.
You only think about yourself, never of others. 
Whatever happens to everyone else means nothing to you.
You have not an ounce of compassion for their plight.
Is that... how Bernie sees me?
No, I can't cry. 
There's only one fate for your kind,
and it's to end up alone, with no one giving you the time of day.
I know that, Bernie.
No one would ever care about the likes of me.
But that didn't matter.
I was so happy.
All I ever wanted was to repay you by becoming a friend you could be proud of.
Excuse me!
What's going on here?
Would you care to explain, sir?
Monica and I are old acquaintances.
It seems our talk of the good old days touched her to tears. 
Let's go.
Pardon me, sir.
I need to adjust my friend's makeup, so we'll be taking our leave.
Friend?
I wouldn't be friends with her if I were you.
All she does is act frail to manipulate others to her benefit.
Excuse me?!
You don't have a good eye for character, do you?
Getting a new pair of glasses might help with that.
How about ones that aren't lame and actually suit your face?
You'll regret this.
Didn't you watch her match?
Her smarts and talents are far above the rest.
Despite that, she wears the expression of someone helpless and incapable.
She hides her true identity to be coddled by others.
Look, why don't you just be honest with yourself? 
You're jealous of Monica, aren't you?
You'll come around to what I said someday.
Because you too will realize the world of difference between us and her!
If I had an amazingly talented friend,
I would do nothing but brag about them to my father! 
You're nothing but a narrow-minded bigot! 
Oh dear. I see the gap between her genius and your mediocrity is so wide
that you can't even fathom how frustrating it is!
Bernie!
If you talk badly about my friend...
I... won't be able...
to put up with you anymore!
You won't put up with me anymore?
So what?
I kept relying on you for everything back then.
So I wanted to become someone you could rely on in return... 
I was hoping that, someday... 
we could be friends and equals,
shoulder to shoulder, smiling together.
But I'm done trying to earn your praise.
I'll never...
expect anything from you again.
No one likes a man who doesn't know when to give up.
Good job giving him a piece of your mind back there.
I'm a little... stronger than usual today.
Probably because this corset is helping me stand tall. 
And when I was about to cry, I managed to hold back my tears
because I didn't want to ruin the makeup you did for me.
So it's all thanks to you.
Wrong, wrong, wrong!
It was me who cut her off.
She may have become a Sage,
but it was me who looked after her when she was a good-for-nothing!
And yet...
I should be constantly occupying her thoughts,
consuming her, keeping her in fear! 
I won't stand for this.
Professor Pitman.
What's the matter? You seem pretty tense.
I'd like to go first in our next match!
What?!
I hear the results of the morning's matches are out?
Yes. We lost to the University, with one win and two losses.
Oh, how unfortunate.
Our sole win went to Miss Monica Norton. 
Really?
I never knew she had a knack for chess as well.
As well?
Professor Macragan, it's good to see you again.
And you are?
Is this elderly man an acquaintance of yours?
Please be quiet for a moment, Professor Pitman. 
I'm Bernie Jones, representing Minerva in the chess tournament. 
I was a student in your practicals class at Minerva.
Jones, you say?
Ah, you were good friends with Everett.
I'm here hoping you'd sign off on a change of player positions.
Am I allowed to?
Yes, any teacher from the host school may sign it.
Are you sure about this?
I hope I won't get in trouble...
I won't let her get away with ignoring me.
Be it the past or the future, Monica Everett has to live in fear of me for all eternity!
I can already feel that scary Serendia professor glaring at me...
Professor Pitman.
Yes?
I desperately wish to win my match.
May I ask you for some advice beforehand?
Of course.
I'd be glad to help.
I'd like to know... 
Who are you, exactly?
There, all done!
Thank you, Lana.
Go into the next match like you own the place.
Okay.
Lana.
I forgot something.
Go on ahead without me.
A corset may fix her posture,
but there's no fixing her clumsiness.
Who am I?
I'm Eugene Pitman.
I teach at Minerva.
Our professor's lousy at chess.
He constantly stresses that he's in no position to teach us anything,
because all he has is a love for the game.
Well, even I would like to impress my students once in a while... 
Which subject do you teach? What's your specialty? 
Tell me, what was the name of the scary Serendia professor you mentioned?
Surely you know, considering you've met several times?
Back in the faculty room,
you asked me if the elderly man was an acquaintance of mine.
Anyone affiliated with Minerva
should know of the great Waterbite Mage, William Macragan. 
I will ask you once more. 
Who are you, exactly?
Goodness me, Minerva has such bright young minds! 
Rozun,
herme, nui.
He's a mage?!
Ragavine,
anveu, mora arg,
Volra, rhorva merze, ignia!
Moia merzel.
Too slow.
Only a fool would challenge me at magecraft.
Ow, that stung.
Like being pricked by needles.
Was my spell too weak because I tried to capture him alive?
Volra, rhorva merze, ignia!
Would this be your first time witnessing dragonshifting magecraft?
Dragonshifting magecraft? I've never heard of such a thing.
Still, those changes to his body...
Forbidden body-manipulation magecraft.
Are you from the Schwargald Empire?
The fact he's infiltrated Serendia
means he's after Prince Felix.
Volra, rhorva merze—
Bernie?!
Vell, guhl schau,
rie zagan, liezna.
Can't have you screaming your lungs out.
And while you're in there, won't you kindly drown for me? 
Is another mage here?
Marte, feuhl, iellum,
tilalarg daht.
Impossible!
How did you do that from inside the water?!
She doesn't need to chant. 
I always knew...
that Monica was a true prodigy,
and that I was just an ordinary person with a little bit of talent. 
The day I overcome the barrier between us...
will never come!
Damn it all!
Bernie, are you okay?!
More importantly, why are you here?
Excellent work dispatching the assassin, Silent Witch.
Thank you for telling me that Bernie was in danger.
This man could be a diversion.
Please tell Nero not to leave the prince's side.
Understood.
I get it now.
You've been tasked with protecting the prince.
Say, Bernie.
What is it?
It looks like...
my days as a fake student are over.
I'll have to explain this man's capture to the Academy.
And when I do, my identity will be revealed.
Vice President, this way!
For crying out loud...
Have that spirit turn back into a bird!
Huh? Oh, um...
What happened?!
You're soaking wet!
Bernie Jones, please explain what's going on here.
It appears Eugene Pitman was replaced by an impostor.
When I saw through the disguise, he attacked me, and I fought him off.
Monica Norton was just an innocent bystander who got caught up in all of this.
This mage was using body-manipulating magecraft.
I suspect him to be from the Empire.
Report this to His Highness and the faculty.
Take Treasurer Norton to the infirmary as well.
Her friends should be somewhere around here. 
Have them stay with her.
Yes, sir!
Can you walk?
Bernie... I... uh...
You better appreciate what I've done for the rest of your life.
Who'd have thought the tournament would be canceled?
What choice was there when we had an intruder?
Only Miss Norton managed to score a victory, huh.
H-Had the tournament carried on, you'd have won a match. I'm sure!
I'd like to think that.
Apologies for the wait.
Our intruder has not been cooperative.
The Academy's security will be reviewed and strengthened on account of this incident.
You'll be kept updated as things go.
But for now, I'd like us to carry on as usual.
Yes, sire.
If the intruder isn't saying anything,
and if Bernie gives the same testimony I do,
does that mean my days in the Academy can go on as usual? 
But...
why did Bernie cover for me after everything?
I thought he hated me...
You better appreciate what I've done for the rest of your life.
That won't be too hard.
Ever since the day we met, I've been nothing but grateful to him.
That was a fascinating match.
It's a shame the tournament got cut short. 
I can't tell who would have won,
but we all know who the strongest player was.
Yeah. I agree. 
Um... Miss Claudia?
Yes?
Why are we playing chess seated like this?