Roman 7b

p88. tankoubon ver.

Savant: ....a lie
Is an inconvenient truth

Savant: Truth
Is a convenient lie...

Savant: There are many who, unable to bear the pain of losing loved ones, close their hearts off

Savant: Still, if where their hearts lie is the world of truth to themselves

Savant: That is salvation

Savant: An illusion, gentle and sweet like a mother's breast...

p89. tankoubon ver.

Savant: The raw stone found by the youth on that day

Savant: Passed on from one person to another, each time spreading misfortune
Shedding blood
And at last, was presented to the museum

Man: She was
A <<woman>> too much for me....

p90
Savant: Why did she end up with the name Queen Slaughter?

Savant: Simply because people wished for it, no other reason

Savant: Perhaps Queen Slaughter finally arrived at her place of rest

Savant: But now that she's become a sleeping princess within a glass case, she's just a beautiful jewel
After that, blood ceased to be shed for her

p91

Left alone, she drew

Drew a world where nothing is lost

An arm from the knight
Love from the lady
A treasure from the boy
Light from the girl

Wife from husband
Husband from wife

The world from existence
Existence from the world

It's a given that nobody wants to be deprived of anything

And such an endless story became her truth

p92.

Savant: Fantasy Story
A story polished and refined each time it comes in contact with people, with desire

Savant: Fantasies will always
Continue to exist by absorbing someone's desire

Savant: Just like how a red diamond that should've been simply beautiful
Came to be called Queen Slaughter

p93.

Savant: She herself withered, yet the story left behind is eternal, never to decay

Savant: Gathering all the fantasies of ones who knew death, loss and pain

p94.

Savant: The story still continues to wander

Lyrics: Locked glass
A jewel sleeping peacefully
Within dreams of days past...

p95.
Layon: No irregularities...

Layon: I'm tired
I just want to quit this boring job of being a museum security guard...

Lyrics: Shadows closing in
Melting into scarlet darkness
The robbers are in the room...

p96.
Robber: One minute
Robber2: Alright

Robber: ...this seems kind of normal
Robber2: What
Robber: The queen herself and the security surrounding her don't seem any different from a normal jewel. Is this really "Queen Slaughter"?

Lyrics: Punishment awaits failure

Robber2: Don't let your guard down just because of that!
Robber: I get it!
Robber2: Maybe the queen's just getting her beauty sleep....
Robber: S-stop it!
......

Robber: ...alrighty
Sleep tight just a bit longer, my queen...

Lyrics: A life-risking mission

p97.
Lyrics: They won't let their targeted prey escape...

Robber: Dammit...
We're gonna make a run for it!

Robber2: Ah, hey

p98.
Robber2: Hey, wait up...!

Manager: Who's in charge of this floor?

Layon: It's me.

Manager: ...you.
You're fired!! You don't have to come again!!

p99.
Layon: Understood...

Etoile: Shut up!

Etoile: Geez!

Etoile: I hate dogs who're nothing but noisy!

p100.

Flambeau: Hey

Flambeau: I've told you to stop using the backstage as a shortcut
You haven't even paid your passage fees yet

Laurencin: Hehe

Laurencin: I'll pay everything back next time!

p101.
Laurencin: Hiver!
What happened to "her"?

Laurencin: Haha

Laurencin: Hahaha
Hey, we did it!
Hey!

Hiver: ...shut it.

p102.

Laurencin: Hahaha!

Fantasy Story[Another Roman]...

Hiver: Disgusting
Laurencin: Just bear with it. From tomorrow, we can drink better wine

p103.
Laurencin: Hey, Hiver
What are you gonna do when we get money?

Hiver: I'm going back

Laurencin: You had a sibling, huh...
I see, that's nice...

Laurencin: I-

Laurencin: Hehehe, nothing!
Hiver: Don't make that creepy laugh!

Laurencin: Ci
Ci
My dear Ciel~

p104.

Man: So that's the "cursed jewel"
"Queen Slaughter"

Hiver: Yeah.
You wanna touch it?

Man: No, it's okay.
Man2: I'll pass as well.

Hiver: ...all chickens, the bunch of them...

Hiver: When tomorrow comes around
You'll become a beautiful angel[Michele]
Who brings riches to us
Right?

p105.
Man: Hey
Hey, Hiver

Hiver Laurant...?

p106.

A prince who doesn't ride on a white horse...

p107.
Man: Uwaah...!

Laurencin: ?

A slightly rough kiss...

-ah...

p108.
"She" is released into the world again...

p109.

Savant: If there are fantasies that desire order, then there must be ones that desire chaos
It's completely up to the story to tilt towards either life or death
Be reassured. Fantasies will always exist right next to you, and grant you eternal rest
In exchange for an instantaneous blink

Savant: Personally, I'd prefer the jewel to be a queen rather than an ordinary stone
Though that might bring about tragedy, the audience is happier if it makes the story more exciting

Savant: The red diamond is an eternal shine, after all

Narration: A miracle nurtured by mother earth.
A gemstone said to be the world's largest.
30 carat, red diamond...

Savant: ...whoops.
The song is nearing its end.
I'll excuse myself now.

Narration: A trail left behind through changing owners. Its specialty is a reserved place in the ranks of the dead.

Savant: Me?
I'm not someone worth introducing.

p19.

Savant: If the opportunity arises, we may meet again!
For now
Au revoir!

Narration: 30 carat...
Queen Slaughter

p111.
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p112.
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p113.
...reality

...fantasy

...the world of stories...

The end in form of death, inescapable so long you have life
The pain of those left behind

Dying flames[lights]

The <<present>> is blue[life] eventually leading to purple[death](Should we add a translator's note here to say that blue/life and purple/death have the same pronunciation?)

p114.

In the end, is there really a roman in that world that makes birth worthy?

Is there a story in that world that leads to my birth?

In that world

p115

p116.

Ever since a certain time
Twin dolls were offered to lie at the sides
Of infants who died before they were born
Their souls were named 'Winter'[Hiver]

Ones who continue to wait. Beloved ones never to return.
A spring that will not dawn on either of them. The name of the soul in continuous slumber...

Only pained screams
Call out the name of 'Winter'[Hiver] in desperate seeking

Like an unyielding snowfall....
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Serialization ver.
p1.

Savant: ...a fantasy is
born of humanity's desires
or perhaps desire itself.

p2.

Savant: Though it is fragile
And merely an illusion shown by weak hearts
If it can bring salvation to those who have a hard time accepting reality, who can blame them?
No matter what ends await them.

Man: It wasn't me.
The gem
"The Queen" tempted me...

Savant: "The living gem" was born like that.



p3.

Savant: Facet cut. Brilliant cut.
Every time the gem changed hands, it was further refined.
Like a blooming flower
The girl grew into a "Queen".
Someone gave queen slaughter this name
"Angel"[Michele]

p4.

Savant: ...maybe she was thought to be growing too much.
Once, a man who won her from an auction
After a few days,
Handed her over to the museum.

Man: She was
a "woman" too much for me.

p5.

Savant: She arrived at a peaceful place...
Some fifty years since she was put into a display case
Blood ceased being shed for "her"...

p6.

Savant: But the story[roman] here
Will be told...

Lyrics: A locked glass case. A gem sleeping elegantly. Within dreams of passing days...

p7.

Lyrics: Shadows closing in. Scarlet darkness blending in. The robbers are in the room...

Robber: So this is the cursed "Queen Slaughter"...
Can't really see it as such...

Robber2: What,
you believe in all that?
Curses and evil spirits...

Robber: N-not really.

Lyrics: Failure brings punishment.

Robber2: The queen is not here.
The money we can reel in by selling her
Is a lot more important and lovely.

Lyrics: A life-risking mission.

p8.

Lyrics: They won't let their target escape...

Robber: Damn...

Robber2: We're getting outta here!

Robber: Ah..
Hey!

p9.

Robber: Hey, wait for me...!

Manager: Who's in charge of this floor?

Man: Hah.

Manager: ...you.
You're fired!! You don't have to come again!!

p10.

Man: Understood...

Girl: Shut up!

p11.

Laurencin: Hiver
What happened to "her"?
Haha...
Hahaha
Hey, we did it!
Hey!

Hiver: ...shut it.

p12.

Laurencin: Hahaha

Hiver...?

p13.

Man: So that's the "cursed gem"
"Queen Slaughter".

Hiver: Yeah.
You wanna touch it?

Man: No, it's okay.

Man2: I'll pass as well.

Hiver: ...all chickens, the bunch of them...
When tomorrow comes around
You'll become a beautiful angel
Bringing riches to us
Right?

p14.

Hiver Laurant...?

p15.

Narration: A prince who didn't ride on his white horse

p16.

Narration: A somewhat rough kiss
-Ah...

p17.

Narration: "She" is released into the world again...

p18.

Savant: The story[scenario] might be the queen's will...
Or maybe the queen is really just an ordinary "gem"[stone].
No matter what, the one that isn't shut in a case, but worn by somebody
Be it the gem, or the woman
Is much
Much livelier
Don't you think?
The red diamond is an eternal shine after all.

Narration: A miracle nurtured by mother earth. A gemstone said to be the world's largest. 30 carat, red diamond...

Savant: ...whoops.
The song is nearing its end.
I'll excuse myself now.

Narration: A trail left behind through changing owners. Its specialty is a reserved place in the ranks of the dead.

Savant: Me?
I'm not someone worth introducing.

p19.

Savant: If the opportunity arises, we may meet again!
For now
Au revoir!

Narration: 30 carat...
Queen Slaughter

p20~22.

[no text]

p23.

Hiver: The ones named "Hiver"...
Are they someone's fantasy?
Or is this all reality...

p24.

Text: Since sometime ago
For infants who died before they're born
Twin dolls of life and death are laid beside them
And their souls are named "Winter"[Hiver]

Those who continue waiting. The beloved ones never to return.
A spring that will never arrive for both. The name of the soul in continuous slumber...

Eventually, pained cries will be the only ones
Continuously shouting the name of "Winter"[Hiver]

Hiver: ...the next story, please.