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Kaitou

Yet again…

I lost again.

Again and again, to no avail.

I just can't seem to improve.

That is not true at all.

You are most definitely improving,

You are most definitely improving, Prince Arslan.

Prince Arslan.

With the way I've been performing, I don't feel like I am.

You may say so, but I do not feel it at all.

I guess I'd know if I went into battle.

I suppose if I were to go into battle, I might know.

That is true indeed.

True enough.

However, I do not think any country would declare war on the Kingdom of Pars at this moment.

However, I hardly think there are any

It seems it will be a while before you embark onto the battlefield, Your Highness.

who would wage war on our Kingdom of Pars right now.

Eran Vahriz.

It seems it will be a while before Your Highness serves on the field.

Lord Erān Vahriz.

What is it?

This is from His Majesty.

From King Andragoras?

My goodness!

What does it say, Vahriz?

What's written on it, Vahriz?

It seems there is about to be a war, Your Highness.

It seems we are about to go to war, Your Highness.

Pars Era, the year 320, autumn.

Pars Era: Year 320. Autumn.

The army of the Kingdom of Lusitania to the northwest

The army of the Kingdom of Lusitania to the northwest contrived to bring down the Kingdom of Maryam,

contrived to bring down the Kingdom of Maryam,

and then set out to invade the Kingdom of Pars.

then set out to invade the Kingdom of Pars.

In response, Andragoras III led his army himself,

In response, Andragoras III led his army himself

and marched to the Fields of Atropatene to intercept the invading army.

Crown Prince Arslan embarks on his maiden battle.

Crown Prince Arslan embarks upon his maiden battle.

He is 14 years old.

He is fourteen years of age.

Are you nervous, Your Highness?

Kharlan.

This is Your Highness's maiden battle, so it is only natural.

This is your maiden battle, so it is only natural to be nervous.

Yes…

I understand...

Do not be so concerned.

For this battle,

Not only has His Majesty, King Andragoras, has taken to the battlefield himself,

not only has King Andragoras taken to the field himself,

but Eran Vahriz is taking part as well.

but Lord Erān Vahriz is present as well.

And besides myself, there are

And besides myself,

Shapur,

Kubard,

Manūchurh,

Manuchurh,

Khayr,

Khurp,

Khshaeta,

and Daryun.

We eight Marzbāns each command 10,000 cavalrymen.

We eight Marzbans each command ten thousand cavalrymen.

Combined with His Majesty's personal guard,

Combine that with His Majesty's personal guards,

our vast army totals 85,000 cavalrymen

our vast army totals eighty-five thousand cavalrymen

and 138,000 men on foot.

and one hundred thirty-eight thousand foot soldiers.

Additionally, the geography of the Fields of Atropatene is known to us.

Additionally, the geography of the Fields of Atropatene is fully known to us.

The Lusitanian army have simply come all this way

The Lusitanian army has practically come all the way to this foreign land only to dig their own grave.

only to dig their graves.

I see...

I… see.

So why did Maryam fall so easily this time compared to three years ago?

But unlike three years ago, Maryam fell so easily this time.

That is because...

-Why is that? -That's…

Azrael!

Welcome back. Did you have fun out there?

Kharlan, Azrael's feathers are damp.

What did you say?

The skies are so clear here. Is it not strange?

The skies are so clear here.

I will go scout the area once more.

Is it not strange?

I shall go scout the area once more.

Yes, please do that.

Go!

Is it going to rain or something?

But so what? He's such a worrier.

It's probably because this is his maiden battle.

He's probably just skittish because this is his maiden battle.

Looks like he didn't inherit King Andragoras's steady courage.

Azrael, you go back to Kishward.

Azrael, go back to Kishward.

I will be fine.

I'll be fine.

East!

Go east!

Kishward is at the Peshawar Fortress on the border!

Kishward is at the Peshawar Citadel on the border.

I will be fine.

I'll be fine.

It has turned out just as you said, Your Highness.

We cannot see anything at all.

Yes.

Yeah.

Your Highness, I will protect you, no matter what happens.

Your Highness, I will protect you no matter what happens.

As will I.

And of course, I as well.

And of course, me too!

Ever since that day three years ago,

we have been waiting for this very day.

we have been longing for this very day.

How dependable.

I know I can rely on you.

Yes, sir!

Even if we must lay down our lives!

Do not say such things.

Sir?

Were I to lose you, I would be saddened.

Let us return to Ecbatana together.

Y-Yes, sir.

Your Highness, do not stray too far from the encampment.

Vahriz.

In this fog, you will be in serious trouble if you lose sight of the road.

You will be in serious trouble if you lose sight of the road in this fog.

Is this fog not a disadvantage for our side?

There is no need to worry.

The army of Pars, led by King Andragoras, has never been defeated,

The army of Pars, led by King Andragoras, has never been defeated, as I am sure you are well aware.

as I'm sure Your Highness is well aware.

Physical exertion will keep your mind off of unnecessary concerns.

Shall we have a practice bout?

Oh, not that, Vahriz!

Let's not, Vahriz!

Lord Erān Vahriz!

Eran Vahriz!

Please hurry to the main camp!

What is going on?

Lord Daryun has incurred His Majesty's wrath!

Lord Daryun has incurred His Majesty's wrath and it has turned grim!

My goodness! My nephew?!

Such a thing occurring before battle

This happening before the battle will only hinder the morale of the entire army.

will weigh on the morale of the entire army!

I will be right there.

I'll be right there.

I will come, as well.

I will come as well.

I thought better of you, Daryun!

Has the ghost of a coward possessed you?

Never did I think to hear the word "retreat" come from your lips.

Your Majesty, I am not saying this out of cowardice.

A warrior attempting to avoid battle.

A warrior is attempting to avoid battle!

If that is not cowardice, what is it?

If that is not cowardice, what is it then?

Your Majesty, please consider this.

Our cavalry in the Parsian army is extremely powerful

and that is known among the other kingdoms.

and that is widely known among the other kingdoms.

So why would the Lusitanian army await our forces on a plain,

So why would the Lusitanian army await our forces upon a plain,

which is especially advantageous for cavalry?

which is especially advantageous for our cavalry?

It is probable that they have laid some sort of trap.

Not to mention this fog.

We do not have a clear view of our own men's movements.

We do not even have a clear view of our own men's movements.

I believe we should pull back

I believe we should pull back for the time being

and reposition in front of the Royal Capital of Ecbatana.

and reposition ourselves in front of the Royal Capital of Ecbatana.

It seems you've grown more skilled with words

Somewhere along the way, it seems you have grown more skilled with words than with the bow or the sword.

than with the bow or the sword.

The geography is unfamiliar to those Lusitanian savages.

What sort of trap would they set?

That, I do not know.

I do not know that yet.

However, if the Lusitanian army have found a guide,

However, should the Lusitanian army have found a guide,

they may be familiar with the land.

we could no longer consider them unfamiliar with the geography.

You suggest that one of my subjects is aiding those savages?

Impossible!

With all due respect, it is possible!

An escaped slave may aid Lusitania, in part, to exact revenge.

What of slaves?

Here, I thought I was hearing some clever words from you,

And here I thought I was hearing some wise words from you,

but it was that exiled Narsus filling your head with worthless ideas!

While I am friends with Narsus,

While I am still friends with Narsus,

I have not seen him once these last few years.

I have not seen him once over these last few years.

You claim him as your friend?

And you claim him to be your friend?

Fine words!

Well said!

I dismiss you from your post as Marzbān.

I dismiss you from your post as Marzban.

Consider it a mercy that I did not strip you of

Consider it a mercy that I did not strip you of your Mardan and Shirghir titles.

your Mardān and Shirghir titles.

Get out of my sight!

Get out!

Never show yourself before me again.

Lord Father…

Lord Father...

I did not summon you. What have you come for, Arslan?!

Keep your head down

You keep your head down

and think only of distinguishing yourself in battle!

Lord Unc--

Lord Un—

You insolent fool!

We owe His Majesty so very much and you talk back to him?!

We owe His Majesty so very much and you talk back to him?! What is the matter with you?!

Lord Uncle, it is not as though I--

Lord Uncle, it is not as though I—

I forgot my place and spoke out of turn, Your Majesty.

Your Majesty,

Your Majesty.

my misguided nephew has behaved with no manners to speak of.

My misguided nephew has behaved with no manners to speak of.

This old man offers you his apologies.

I beg of you to be merciful and forgive my nephew's transgressions.

Enough, Vahriz.

Daryun, I will grant you a chance to be restored to your post.

Daryun, I will grant you a chance to earn back your rank.

You will take part in this battle as a knight assigned to the main army.

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NF
Yet again…
Again and again, to no avail.
That is not true at all.
You are most definitely improving,
Prince Arslan.
You may say so, but I do not feel it at all.
I suppose if I were to go into battle, I might know.
True enough.
However, I hardly think there are any
who would wage war on our Kingdom of Pars right now.
It seems it will be a while before Your Highness serves on the field.
Lord Erān Vahriz.
What is it?
This is from His Majesty.
From King Andragoras?
My goodness!
What does it say, Vahriz?
It seems there is about to be a war, Your Highness.
Pars Era, the year 320, autumn.
The army of the Kingdom of Lusitania to the northwest
contrived to bring down the Kingdom of Maryam,
then set out to invade the Kingdom of Pars.
In response, Andragoras III led his army himself
and marched to the Fields of Atropatene to intercept the invading army.
Crown Prince Arslan embarks on his maiden battle.
He is 14 years old.
Are you nervous, Your Highness?
Kharlan.
This is Your Highness's maiden battle, so it is only natural.
Yes…
Do not be so concerned.
For this battle,
not only has King Andragoras taken to the field himself,
but Lord Erān Vahriz is present as well.
And besides myself,
Shapur,
Kubard,
Manūchurh,
Khayr,
Khurp,
Khshaeta,
and Daryun.
We eight Marzbāns each command 10,000 cavalrymen.
Combined with His Majesty's personal guard,
our vast army totals 85,000 cavalrymen
and 138,000 men on foot.
Additionally, the geography of the Fields of Atropatene is known to us.
The Lusitanian army have simply come all this way
only to dig their graves.
I… see.
But unlike three years ago, Maryam fell so easily this time.
-Why is that? -That's…
Azrael!
Welcome back. Did you have fun out there?
Kharlan, Azrael's feathers are damp.
What did you say?
The skies are so clear here. Is it not strange?
I will go scout the area once more.
Yes, please do that.
Is it going to rain or something?
But so what? He's such a worrier.
It's probably because this is his maiden battle.
Looks like he didn't inherit King Andragoras's steady courage.
Azrael, you go back to Kishward.
I will be fine.
East!
Kishward is at the Peshawar Fortress on the border!
I will be fine.
It has turned out just as you said, Your Highness.
We cannot see anything at all.
Yes.
Your Highness, I will protect you, no matter what happens.
As will I.
And of course, I as well.
Ever since that day three years ago,
we have been waiting for this very day.
How dependable.
Yes, sir!
Even if we must lay down our lives!
Do not say such things.
Sir?
Were I to lose you, I would be saddened.
Let us return to Ecbatana together.
Y-Yes, sir.
Your Highness, do not stray too far from the encampment.
Vahriz.
In this fog, you will be in serious trouble if you lose sight of the road.
Is this fog not a disadvantage for our side?
There is no need to worry.
The army of Pars, led by King Andragoras, has never been defeated,
as I'm sure Your Highness is well aware.
Physical exertion will keep your mind off of unnecessary concerns.
Shall we have a practice bout?
Oh, not that, Vahriz!
Lord Erān Vahriz!
Please hurry to the main camp!
What is going on?
Lord Daryun has incurred His Majesty's wrath!
My goodness! My nephew?!
Such a thing occurring before battle
will weigh on the morale of the entire army!
I'll be right there.
I will come as well.
I thought better of you, Daryun!
Has the ghost of a coward possessed you?
Never did I think to hear the word "retreat" come from your lips.
Your Majesty, I am not saying this out of cowardice.
A warrior attempting to avoid battle.
If that is not cowardice, what is it?
Your Majesty, please consider this.
Our cavalry in the Parsian army is extremely powerful
and that is known among the other kingdoms.
So why would the Lusitanian army await our forces on a plain,
which is especially advantageous for cavalry?
It is probable that they have laid some sort of trap.
Not to mention this fog.
We do not have a clear view of our own men's movements.
I believe we should pull back
and reposition in front of the Royal Capital of Ecbatana.
It seems you've grown more skilled with words
than with the bow or the sword.
The geography is unfamiliar to those Lusitanian savages.
What sort of trap would they set?
That, I do not know.
However, if the Lusitanian army have found a guide,
they may be familiar with the land.
You suggest that one of my subjects is aiding those savages?
Impossible!
With all due respect, it is possible!
An escaped slave may aid Lusitania, in part, to exact revenge.
What of slaves?
Here, I thought I was hearing some clever words from you,
but it was that exiled Narsus filling your head with worthless ideas!
While I am friends with Narsus,
I have not seen him once these last few years.
You claim him as your friend?
Fine words!
I dismiss you from your post as Marzbān.
Consider it a mercy that I did not strip you of
your Mardān and Shirghir titles.
Get out!
Never show yourself before me again.
Lord Father…
I did not summon you. What have you come for, Arslan?!
Keep your head down
and think only of distinguishing yourself in battle!
Lord Unc--
You insolent fool!
We owe His Majesty so very much and you talk back to him?!
Lord Uncle, it is not as though I--
I forgot my place and spoke out of turn, Your Majesty.
Your Majesty,
my misguided nephew has behaved with no manners to speak of.
This old man offers you his apologies.
I beg of you to be merciful and forgive my nephew's transgressions.
Enough, Vahriz.
Daryun, I will grant you a chance to be restored to your post.
You will take part in this battle as a knight assigned to the main army.
Distinguish yourself well and you may atone for your transgressions.
I have no words to express my gratitude for this great kindness.
What? You are still here?
I will leave right away.
Not to worry.
I apologize for the inconvenience, Your Highness.
I do not mind.
You spoke the truth, did you not?
Yes, Lord Kharlan is of the same mind as I am.
That it would be best to warn His Majesty.
I see.
So, Kharlan was sympathetic to my concerns.
Your Highness!
I am sorry. Let us return to the ranks.
Well, then, Daryun.
I'd like to have a long talk with you once this battle is over.
It would be my pleasure.
I would think His Majesty
could show a little more consideration towards the Crown Prince.
He treats him too harshly.
Enough, Daryun.
Are you looking to be beheaded by His Majesty now?
I swear…
When you believe you're right, your words become anything but charming.
Incidentally, what do you make of Prince Arslan's visage?
Sir? Why the sudden question?
The King and the Queen. Which do you suppose he resembles?
If I had to say…
Her Majesty, I suppose?
I see.
So, he does not resemble His Majesty, the King.
Daryun.
Sir.
Will you swear your loyalty to Prince Arslan for me?
That hardly seems necessary.
I intend to be ever loyal and serve the royal house of Pars with devotion.
I mean, to His Highness personally, Daryun.
I understand.
If that is your wish, Lord Uncle.
Will you swear upon your sword?
Yes, upon my sword.
If you wish, I could present you with a written oath.
No, as long as you swear it, that is enough.
I wish for you, if no one else, to be His Highness's ally.
For you are also one of only a handful considered to be
the best warriors in this kingdom, a Mardān fu Mardān.
Lord Uncle…
The signal to attack!
We will avenge our ally Maryam
and give those savages a taste of justice!
Our last big battle was some time ago!
I better not see us lagging behind other divisions!
Th-The time has finally come.
If I distinguish myself in battle, will I be deemed worthy as the prince?
Sir?
Nothing.
Kharlan, how many do the enemy forces number?
They have an estimated 25 to 30,000 cavalry.
And roughly 80 to 90,000 men on foot.
Battle after battle, their numbers must have diminished somewhat.
Reinforcements from home may have swelled their numbers instead.
With this fog, we cannot see the enemy's position.
Worry not, Your Majesty.
Naturally, the enemy cannot see our position, either.
As long as we are on equal footing,
there is no question that our army will be victorious.
Enemy ahead!
Enemy vanguard ahead, approximately eight amaj away!
Kharlan, I trust that the terrain before us has been surveyed?
Thoroughly.
Before us lies a vast plain.
There are not even any dips or rises.
No matter how thick the fog,
we can trust the horses to carry us straight forward.
O kings of old of Pars!
Sage King Jamshid!
Hero King Kaykhusraw!
And the spirits of all the other kings!
We beseech you to watch over this army!
We beseech you to watch over this army!
Yashasuiin!
-Your Highness. -Yes.
Yashasuiin!
Here they come.
The Pars army's charge…
is here!
Do not push on!
Your Highness, please stop--
Your Highness!
What on earth…
Go back!
Don't come!
Th-This is…
It's oil…
Those Lusitanian bastards…
No…
We can't pass this way! Go around!
Left!
All right! We can get through!
What?!
Damn it! It's a trap!
What's going on?
Your Highness, please get back!
Your Highness!
You three are unscathed?!
Your Highness, please run!
We will hold them here!
We will lay down our lives!
Wait!
Hurry, Your Highness!
No, but…
Not bad, boy!
How dare you?!
You damn heathen!
Lord Father…
Daryun!
Vahriz…
Azrael…
Someone…
Anyone!
Whoa!
Your Highness!
Just lemme see it for a second.
Hey, that's my spoils of war.
You just found it anyway, right?
What do you think? Looks better on me, doesn't it?
Don't be ridiculous.
Where's the point in adding more shine to your already bald head?
That helm…
Where did you find it?
Your Highness!
Prince Arslan!
Are you there?!
Where are you?! I heard your voice!
Is that you, Kharlan?!
Over here!
My men have all been killed!
Help me…
Ah, so this is where you were.
Prince Arslan.
Kharlan!
Where is Kharlan?!
Sir! The thing is, he disappeared from sight some time ago!
Find him!
Find him now!
Yes, sir!
You men go as well.
Do not show yourself before me until you have found him!
Understood!
Kh-Kharlan, why?!
Circumstances have led me to this.
O sad and pitiable prince, you have done no wrong.
You have done no wrong, but I will have you die here.
What is this about, Kharlan?!
What's that?
We're under attack!
Where are they?
How many are there?!
Your Highness!
Daryun!
I am coming to save you, Your Highness!
By the time he had unleashed several cries,
Daryun's black armor was mottled with the blood of Lusitanian soldiers.
Next time, "The Knight in Black."
And thus, the boy would become king.

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Kaitou
I lost again.
I just can't seem to improve.
That is not true at all.
You are most definitely improving, Prince Arslan.
With the way I've been performing, I don't feel like I am.
I guess I'd know if I went into battle.
That is true indeed.
However, I do not think any country would declare war on the Kingdom of Pars at this moment.
It seems it will be a while before you embark onto the battlefield, Your Highness.
Eran Vahriz.
What is it?
This is from His Majesty.
From King Andragoras?
My goodness!
What's written on it, Vahriz?
It seems we are about to go to war, Your Highness.
Pars Era: Year 320. Autumn.
The army of the Kingdom of Lusitania to the northwest contrived to bring down the Kingdom of Maryam,
and then set out to invade the Kingdom of Pars.
In response, Andragoras III led his army himself,
and marched to the Fields of Atropatene to intercept the invading army.
Crown Prince Arslan embarks upon his maiden battle.
He is fourteen years of age.
Are you nervous, Your Highness?
Kharlan.
This is your maiden battle, so it is only natural to be nervous.
I understand...
Do not be so concerned.
Not only has His Majesty, King Andragoras, has taken to the battlefield himself,
but Eran Vahriz is taking part as well.
And besides myself, there are
Shapur,
Kubard,
Manuchurh,
Khayr,
Khurp,
Khshaeta,
and Daryun.
We eight Marzbans each command ten thousand cavalrymen.
Combine that with His Majesty's personal guards,
our vast army totals eighty-five thousand cavalrymen
and one hundred thirty-eight thousand foot soldiers.
Additionally, the geography of the Fields of Atropatene is fully known to us.
The Lusitanian army has practically come all the way to this foreign land only to dig their own grave.
I see...
So why did Maryam fall so easily this time compared to three years ago?
That is because...
Azrael!
Welcome back. Did you have fun out there?
Kharlan, Azrael's feathers are damp.
What did you say?
The skies are so clear here.
Is it not strange?
I shall go scout the area once more.
Yes, please do that.
Go!
Is it going to rain or something?
But so what? He's such a worrier.
He's probably just skittish because this is his maiden battle.
Looks like he didn't inherit King Andragoras's steady courage.
Azrael, go back to Kishward.
I'll be fine.
Go east!
Kishward is at the Peshawar Citadel on the border.
I'll be fine.
It has turned out just as you said, Your Highness.
We cannot see anything at all.
Yeah.
Your Highness, I will protect you no matter what happens.
As will I.
And of course, me too!
Ever since that day three years ago,
we have been longing for this very day.
I know I can rely on you.
Yes, sir!
Even if we must lay down our lives!
Do not say such things.
Sir?
Were I to lose you, I would be saddened.
Let us return to Ecbatana together.
Y-Yes, sir.
Your Highness, do not stray too far from the encampment.
Vahriz.
You will be in serious trouble if you lose sight of the road in this fog.
Is this fog not a disadvantage for our side?
There is no need to worry.
The army of Pars, led by King Andragoras, has never been defeated, as I am sure you are well aware.
Physical exertion will keep your mind off of unnecessary concerns.
Shall we have a practice bout?
Let's not, Vahriz!
Eran Vahriz!
Please hurry to the main camp!
What is going on?
Lord Daryun has incurred His Majesty's wrath and it has turned grim!
My goodness! My nephew?!
This happening before the battle will only hinder the morale of the entire army.
I will be right there.
I will come, as well.
I thought better of you, Daryun!
Has the ghost of a coward possessed you?
Never did I think to hear the word "retreat" come from your lips.
Your Majesty, I am not saying this out of cowardice.
A warrior is attempting to avoid battle!
If that is not cowardice, what is it then?
Your Majesty, please consider this.
Our cavalry in the Parsian army is extremely powerful
and that is widely known among the other kingdoms.
So why would the Lusitanian army await our forces upon a plain,
which is especially advantageous for our cavalry?
It is probable that they have laid some sort of trap.
Not to mention this fog.
We do not even have a clear view of our own men's movements.
I believe we should pull back for the time being
and reposition ourselves in front of the Royal Capital of Ecbatana.
Somewhere along the way, it seems you have grown more skilled with words than with the bow or the sword.
The geography is unfamiliar to those Lusitanian savages.
What sort of trap would they set?
I do not know that yet.
However, should the Lusitanian army have found a guide,
we could no longer consider them unfamiliar with the geography.
You suggest that one of my subjects is aiding those savages?
Impossible!
With all due respect, it is possible!
An escaped slave may aid Lusitania, in part, to exact revenge.
What of slaves?
And here I thought I was hearing some wise words from you,
but it was that exiled Narsus filling your head with worthless ideas!
While I am still friends with Narsus,
I have not seen him once over these last few years.
And you claim him to be your friend?
Well said!
I dismiss you from your post as Marzban.
Consider it a mercy that I did not strip you of your Mardan and Shirghir titles.
Get out of my sight!
Never show yourself before me again.
Lord Father...
I did not summon you. What have you come for, Arslan?!
You keep your head down
and think only of distinguishing yourself in battle!
Lord Un—
You insolent fool!
We owe His Majesty so very much and you talk back to him?! What is the matter with you?!
Lord Uncle, it is not as though I—
I forgot my place and spoke out of turn, Your Majesty.
Your Majesty.
My misguided nephew has behaved with no manners to speak of.
This old man offers you his apologies.
I beg of you to be merciful and forgive my nephew's transgressions.
Enough, Vahriz.
Daryun, I will grant you a chance to earn back your rank.
You will take part in this battle as a knight assigned to the main army.
Distinguish yourself well and you may atone for your transgressions.
I have no words to express my gratitude for this great kindness.
What? You are still here?
I will leave right away.
No need to worry.
I apologize for having inconvenienced you so greatly, Your Highness.
I do not mind.
You spoke your mind, did you not?
Yes. Lord Kharlan is thinking the same thing.
That it would be best to warn His Majesty.
I see.
So Kharlan was sympathetic to my concerns.
Your Highness!
I am sorry. Let us return to the ranks.
Well then, Daryun.
I would like to have a long talk with you once this battle is over.
Yes, sir. It would be my pleasure.
I would think His Majesty could stand to show a little more consideration toward His Highness, the Crown Prince.
He treats him too harshly at every turn.
See here, Daryun.
Are you looking to be beheaded by His Majesty now?
I swear.
When you believe you are right, your words become anything but charming.
Incidentally, what do you make of Prince Arslan's visage?
Sir? Why the sudden question?
The King or the Queen: which do you suppose he resembles?
If I had to say...
Her Majesty, I suppose?
I see.
So, he does not resemble His Majesty the King.
Daryun.
Sir.
Will you not swear your loyalty to Prince Arslan for me?
That hardly seems necessary.
I intend to be ever loyal and serve the royal house of Pars with devotion.
I mean, to His Highness personally, Daryun.
I understand.
If that is your wish, Lord Uncle.
Will you swear upon your sword?
Yes, I swear upon my sword.
If you would like, I could present you with a written oath.
No, as long as you swear you will do it, that is enough.
I wish for you, if no one else, to be His Highness's ally.
For you are also one of only a handful considered to be
the best warriors in this kingdom—Marde-e Mardan.
Lord Uncle...
That is the signal to attack!
We will avenge our ally Maryam
and give those savages a taste of justice they will never forget!
Our last big battle was sometime ago!
I had better not see us lagging behind the other divisions!
Th-The time has finally come.
If I distinguish myself in battle, will I be deemed worthy as the prince?
Sir?
Nothing.
Kharlan, how many do the enemy forces number?
They have an estimated twenty-five to thirty cavalry members.
And roughly eighty to ninety thousand foot soldier.
Fighting battle after battle, their numbers must have diminished somewhat.
Reinforcements from home may have swelled their numbers instead.
With this fog, we cannot see the enemy's position.
It is nothing to worry about, Your Majesty.
Naturally, the enemy cannot see our position either.
As long as we are on equal footing,
I believe there is no question that our army will be victorious.
Enemy ahead!
Enemy vanguard ahead, approximately eight amaj away!
Kharlan, I trust that the terrain before us has been surveyed?
Thoroughly.
Before us lies a vast plain.
There are not even any dips or rises to speak of.
No matter how thick the fog,
we can trust our horses to carry us straight forward.
O kings of old of Pars!
Sage King Jamshid!
Hero King Kaykhusraw!
And the spirits of all the other kings!
We beseech you to watch over this army!
We beseech you to watch over this army!
Charge!
Your Highness.
Got it!
Charge!
Here they come.
The Pars army's charge...
is here!
Do not push on!
Your Highness, please stop...
Your Highness!
What on earth is this?
Head back!
Don't come!
Th-This is...
It's oil.
Those Lusitanian bastards...
No...
We can't pass this way!
Go around!
Go left!
All right! We can get through!
What?!
Damn it! It's a trap!
What is going on?
Your Highness, please get back!
Your Highness!
You three are unscathed?!
Your Highness, please run!
We will hold them here!
We will lay down our lives!
Wait!
Hurry, Your Highness!
No, but...
Not bad, boy!
How dare you?!
You damn heathen!
Lord Father...
Daryun!
Vahriz...
Azrael...
Someone...
Anyone!
Stop!
Your Highness!
Just lemme see it for a second.
Hey, that's my spoils of war.
You just found it anyway, right?
What do you think? Looks better on me, doesn't it?
Don't be ridiculous.
Where's the point in adding more shine to your already bald head?
Where did you find
that helmet?
Your Highness!
Prince Arslan!
Are you there?!
Where are you?! I heard your voice!
Is that you, Kharlan?!
Over here!
My men have all been killed!
Help me...
Ah, so this is where you were,
Prince Arslan.
Kharlan!
Where is Kharlan?!
Sir! He disappeared from our sight some time ago!
Find him!
Without a moment to lose!
Yes, sir!
You men go as well.
Do not show yourself before me until you have found him!
Your will!
K-Kharlan, why?!
Circumstances have led me to this.
O sad and pitiable prince, you have done no wrong.
You have done no wrong, but I will have you die here.
What is this about, Kharlan?!
What's that?
We're under attack!
Where are they?
How many of them are there?!
Your Highness!
Daryun!
I am coming to save you, Your Highness!
By the time he had unleashed several cries aloud,
Daryun's black armor was mottled with the blood of Lusitanian soldiers.
Next time: "The Knight in Black."
And thus, the boy would become king.