Arctic Summer World ~ Chaldea's Midsummer Tour of the Enchanted Garden
TIP
This is translated by Gem
Opening: Arctic Servants
Narration: A bleached white Earth.
Narration: A bleaching of humanity.
Narration: Indeed, everything on the surface has been bleached.
Narration: “Oh?”
Narration: “Even a place such as this was bleached?”
Narration: There is no color on a blank slate Earth, and there’s no life moving on it either.
Narration: It’s a horizon of pure white as far as the eye can see. No matter where you looked in the world—no matter what place you even see—there’s not much of a difference.
Narration: “I thought perhaps maybe in the far north.”
Narration: “Hmm.”
Narration: “It really is all white.”
Narration: “The Arctic Circle... The Arctic Ocean.”
Narration: The place that she was looking at—originally—should have been a sea covered in an endless amount of dense ice.
Narration: It has been bleached to a blank slate; the very land itself was bleached.
Narration: I see. So the bleaching of humanity is not as simple as land mass conversion.
Narration: If that’s the case, does it depend on some kind of mystery—---?
Narration: “Empty as far as the eye can see.”
Narration: “Excellent.”
Narration: “With the way this is, then it’s doable.”
Narration: “—Precisely. Hey, isn’t this a great place?”
Narration: She laughs at the whitened land.
Narration: It wasn’t a smile you could call human.
Scathach-Skadi: The time has come...
Scathach-Skadi: In my hand is the Holy Grail, and before me is the whitened land.
Scathach-Skadi: Fufufu......
Scathach-Skadi: Fufu, fufufufufufufufufufufufu. If I, Skadi, can stop this, then I shall!
Thrud: Please stop this at once, Skadi-sama!
Thrud: To get away this far from Chaldea...... Why would you be doing this?!
Hildr: She’s right, this isn’t like you at all, Skadi-sama! Let’s go home and eat some ice cream!
Ortlinde: That’s right... Master will be saddened too!
Ortlinde: Even if you’re using Primordial Runes, it’ll be a burden doing this all alone, long-term.
Ortlinde: Come, let’s go back.
Scathach-Skadi: Hmm.....
Scathach-Skadi: Master, huh?
Hildr: (Twitch!)
Hildr: Yes, yes, Master--! They’ll be sad to hear if you went out of line and brought out a Holy Grail!
Thrud: Where did you even get one of those to begin with?! That Holy Grail!
Thrud: The underground vaults are currently sealed and managed under tight security. If that’s true, then...
Ortlinde: ...That’s a brand new Holy Grail. Is that the case, Skadi-sama?!
Scathach-Skadi: ...Fu.
Scathach-Skadi: Fufufufufufufufufufu. That’s right, you could say in a way that’s how I got this Holy Grail.
Scathach-Skadi: No one can stand in my way. Yes, not even if it’s Master.
Scathach-Skadi: Behold—
Scathach-Skadi: Fufu... What do you think?
Thrud:
A Swimsuit Saint Graph?!
Thrud: W-Wait, if you wanted to just change your Saint Graph, you could have just used your Runes...
Hildr: But to use the Holy Grail for just something like that...
Ortlinde: It can’t be!
Scathach-Skadi: It is what you suspect. But you’ve realized it too late, Ortlinde.
Scathach-Skadi: With all my love, here in the very Arctic— I will paint a new Singularity.
3 Sisters: !!
--ARROW--
Valkyrie?: I’ve found one of them.
Valkyrie?: Hey, can you spare one second?
Erice: Sure?
Valkyrie??: You two over there, can you spare a moment?
Jeanne Alter: Heh, what do the Valkyries of Scandinavia want with us-----?
Jeanne Alter: H-Huh? Isn’t your Saint Graph a bit different than the norm?
Jeanne: Well, well it’s fine! They could be Swimsuit Saint Graphs, no?!
Jeanne Alter: Swimsuit Saint Graphs~?
Valkyrie??: (Grin)
Valkyrie???: —。
Sei Shōnagon: Hnghh~ That’s uber cute! Valkyrie’s Swimsuit Saint Graph is too cute~!
Murasaki Shikibu: I get it. How fascinating. Um, wait one second.
Murasaki Shikibu: Is that what I think it is? Could this be a midsummer military style?
Minamoto no Yorimitsu: Well, that’s what it looks like to me. It looks lovely and come to think of it,
Minamoto no Yorimitsu: It reminds me of the Summer Saint Graph of Osakebehime’s. It suits you well. Um... what was your name again----?
Sei Shōnagon: Huh?
Sei Shōnagon: It isn't Thrud or Hildr or Ortlinde ...
Sei Shōnagon: Where did this girl even come from?
Murasaki Shikibu: ?!
Minamoto no Yorimitsu: Indeed, they’re not any of them, yet they have the same scent. If that’s the case—what do we call you?
Valkyrie???: I wonder if I should say they’re spot on.
Valkyrie???: All of the Valkyrie Saint Graphs should be exactly the same, but they saw through me so accurately.
Valkyrie???: Nice to meet you, Chaldean Heroic Spirits.
Valkyrie???: My name is Ers,. The formal name is Gerskögul.
Valkyrie?: The name of this particular unit is Rindr. Nice to meet you.
Valkyrie??: Orun. Ah, but my official name is Ölrún! Pleased to make your acquaintance!
Örun: We’re the new three Valkyrie sisters.
Örun: We are the freshly summoned Valkyries, different from our big sisters.
Jeanne: I see. I understand now. I saw that you had a good shot----Are you an Archer?
Jeanne: No... judging from how your presence was concealed, are you an Assassin?
Jeanne Alter: Ooh, a new Servant, huh? Didn’t hear anything from Master about this, though?
D：Örun: You’re sharp!
D：Örun: You’re right, we’re not Chaldean Servants.
D：Örun: We’re the Valkyrie sisters, summoned by the North Pole Queen, Scathach = Skadi!
Jeanne Alter: Skadi~?
D：Örun:。 Oh, we’re Servants of Pan-Human History. Make no mistake about it.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu: So—
Minamoto no Yorimitsu: On what business is a Servant outside of Chaldea here for? Scathach = Skadi is one of us...
Minamoto no Yorimitsu: Surely you’re not suggesting a rebellion are you?
C：Ers: ...
Minamoto no Yorimitsu: If you dare turn against Chaldea and Master, I’ll cleave that Saint Graph of yours on the spot—
Sei Shōnagon: That’s a rather quick judgment call?!
Sei Shōnagon: Hey listen, Rico-pin, they’ve got firearms. Shouldn’t we be hearing them out first?
Sei Shōnagon: If they wanted to have a brawl, they would’ve done it already long ago.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu: Fufu, I guess that’s true. I was rather quick to judge.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu: It is that time of year, you know. Never could know what prohibited Saint Graphs would start rebelling.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu: So as a mother—or rather—as Chairman of the Shadow Disciplinary Committee, I have to steel my mind…
Sei Shōnagon: True, it’s already summer before we had even realized it... We should get our swimsuits ready soon too---
Murasaki Shikibu: Um, the current matter is not really about swimsuits...
C：Ers: Oh, that! Yes, that!
Murasaki Shikibu: Y-Yes to what?
C：Ers: Swimsuits! That’s us sisters—
D：Rindr: We’re the Three Sisters, the Three Valkyrie Sisters with Swimsuit Saint Graphs!
Erice: Three Valkyrie Sisters with Swimsuit Saint Graphs...?
D：Rindr: Yeah, you got it. Understand?
Erice: I underst...
Erice: ......
Erice: .........??
Erice: Nono, I don't. I don’t get it at all! What even is a Swimsuit Saint Graph to begin with?!
Erice: Sure, when it's summer... There were Servants who had their Saint Graphs modified,
Erice: But I haven’t heard the specifics, and I’ve never even got to ask Master myself...
Erice: I don’t actually know—
D：Rindr: Ohh, so that’s the fuss. It’s not a problem!
D：Rindr: Not only do we need those who had experience with Swimsuit Saint Graphs, we also need new Servants too!
D：Rindr: I choose you! Come, let’s go!
Erice: Go where...?
D：Rindr: O Primordial Rune! Grant her a Summer Get-up, right here!
Erice: !!
Both: !
A：Jeanne: We’ve changed to our Swimsuit Saint Graphs, haven’t we...?
Jeanne Alter: You could’ve avoided that! The hell did you grab my arm so quickly for?
Jeanne Alter:I could’ve avoided that!!
A：Jeanne: She said Summer Getup---In other words, no danger.
A：Jeanne: And on the bright side, look!
A：Jeanne: We’ve changed into the two sisters in a swimsuit! Please, don’t you think it’s a little bit nice?
Jeanne Alter: Hell no I don’t! You pretending to be a Big Sis this year too?!
A：Jeanne: I’m not pretending. I am a Big Sis. I have [♂ three sisters and a little brother / ♀️ I have four little sisters]!
Jeanne Alter: As usual, your intelligence plummets when you don that swimsuit, you octo-saint!