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And so, life goes on.
[Innocent 11 Translation by Kewl0210]
People: Kill Sanson!!!
Title: n°11 Fastidious Family Business
Guy: We have to do something! There are precedents for when an executioner performs badly and the crowd gets angry
even the assistants are killed! Hurry, we have to calm this mob!!!
Guy: Yes, sir!
[And there's that guy.]
I-I'm getting down from here!!!
[The art's still really good.]
Baptist: In the name of the executioner Jean-Baptist Sanson,
the beheading of Jean De Chatrois is complete.
But the executioner is Charles-Henri Sanson...
Anne: There's no problem, is there? Today's executioner was Jean-Baptist Sanson.
Do please make sure my grandson's name isn't anywhere on the record.
Baptist: Spread the cloth.
Baptist: Transport the basket to the pedestal.
Be sure to wipe away all the splattered blood as to not attract stray dogs.
Guys: Yes, sir.
Baptist: Bring the carriage around.
Guy: Yes, sir.
Anne: For the person that is going to be the next head of the Sanson family,
what a disgrace that mess was.
Charles, when we get back to the mansion
I'm going to have to give you a nice, long, talk.
Someone: Hey, mutts, shoo.
Get outta here!
Guy: I committed 15 murders, 10 robberies
plus 17 rapes on toppa that... What about you?
Guy: Aw, geez, well, I didn't kill anyone. But I violated more women than I can count.
I guess it wasn't a good idea to rape that commodore's five-year-old in the end...
You over there, what'd you do?
Scam a bunch of women out of their money or something?
Charles: Why are you...
sitting next to people like this...?
Charles: May the world have been...
I couldn't even save one friend.
I don't even have any value in living anymore.
Anne: To think that boy wrote something like this in private and was holding onto it....
If the butler he entrusted this letter to hadn't notified me
it would have made its way into the hands of the courts and damaged the Sanson family name.
Before the truths of the world, such superficial feelings are meaningless.
Charles... I'll be tempering that weak heart of yours...