Charles-Henri Sanson

Guillotine Boy

Sanson:
...

Citizen:
Guillotine!
Put 'em on the guillotine!

Citizen:
Be beheaded and know the evil you have done up to now!

Sanson:
...

Citizen:
Guillotine! Guillotine! Guillotine!
Kill them! Kill them! Kill them!

Sanson:
...Whoa.
You seemed to be having a nightmare. What happened?


Fujimaru 1:
The dream, just now...


Sanson:
Maybe you dreamed about me?
Really, I was just recalling the past now, too.

Sanson:
...My life is a repeat of what you saw.
There are no regrets. None obviously.

Sanson:
I mean, an executioner wielding a sword with regret would be something below a packhorse.

Sanson:
I send criminals to heaven, without an instant of pain, to enable them to travel freely to their death.

Sanson:
Executioners are the blades of the state at all times.
It wouldn't work any other way.

Sanson:
This is because the law can be bent at any time.
If it declares a criminal innocent, that's fine too.

Sanson:
They merely slipped through a loophole of the law.
As long as nobody gives up, the criminal will still be punished someday.

Sanson:
But–the law punishes the innocent at times.
This was especially prominent in the French Revolution.


Fujimaru 1:
Innocent people were killed?


Sanson:
That's right.

Sanson:
...Their crime, if any, was being born.

Sanson:
That child died simply because he served a man that should be executed.

Sanson:
Considering that, though there still are loopholes, the fact that the act of punishing the innocent has became rare

Sanson:
should be something welcomed.

Sanson:
...Oh, sorry.
I apparently disturbed your slumber.

Sanson:
I pray that you have sweet dreams.
Well, good night.

Sanson:
Oh, is it Mash and Master?
What happened?

Sanson:
...That's right. It's definitely strange here.
It looks like... France, but not the Paris I grew up in.

Mash:
I can't specify the place. It appears that I can't communicate with the Doctor either.

Mash:
We may have been flown off to another era during the Rayshift.

Mash:
Let's ask what's going on in the city, first.

Mash:
There may be a Singularity, and we may be able to return if we fix that.

Fou:
Fou!

Sanson:
Oh, you're here, too?
...Yeah, it's as you say, Mash.

Sanson:
Let's move onward, Master.
We just might find something.

Citizen:
H-Help...

Soldier:
Quiet! You're guilty!
Proceed with the execution!

Sanson:
What'd you say...You stop it.
It's impossible to have an execution without a trial!

Mash:
Sanson!?

Soldier:
Who're you?
You, a townsman, dare to defy us!?

Soldier:
Gosh. These uneducated morons!
I shall execute you, in the name of the King.

Sanson:
...What...!?

Soldier:
No need for excuses.
We shall judge you!

Sanson:
...Right. How lucky. You said excuses are useless, and there's no room for discussion, right?

Sanson:
"Thanks for making this easy for me."
I feel like my soul is defiled simply by talking to you.

Sanson:
Permission to fight, Master.
I'll ask these soldiers where the true crime lies.

--BATTLE--:

Sanson:
We're good. They are unable to fight for now.
Let's free the citizens at once.


Fujimaru 1:
What if they're criminals?


Fujimaru 2:
What if they're guilty?


Sanson:
...Be that as it may, the law is the law.
The area should be arranged for an execution, at least.

Sanson:
Not believing their innocence while helping them...
I must say I feel quite contradictory.

Citizen:
Ugh...!

Soldier:
So we're done with all executions, right?

Soldier:
Not yet.
You still have this child.

Child:
Uuh...

Sanson:
–That's enough.

Soldier:
...Why do you stop us?

Sanson:
...er!
It's obvious, isn't it!

Sanson:
That's not the law or an execution!
Just one-sided, unreasonable slaughter!

Soldier:
–You were involved, too, weren't you?
Charles-Henri Sanson.

Sanson:
...What...!?

Soldier:
Right.
You're in no position to say that.

Soldier:
In the name of the King.
In the name of the government.

Soldier:
How many men did you kill?
How many men did you punish?

Soldier:
...There were many innocent people among them, I bet.

Sanson:
Stop...Stop!!

Soldier:
IT IS YOUR FAULT!

--BATTLE--:

Sanson:
(Panting...)

Mash:
Sanson...

Sanson:
...I know. I do know.
I know that!

Sanson:
But, execution and murder are different!
No, they have to be different!

Sanson (?):
–Well, can you explain the difference?

Sanson:
...Er!?
Are you–me?

Sanson (?):
Am I you?

Sanson (?):
You became a Servant.
Do you kill somebody with your own free-will?

Sanson (?):
Or will you obey your Master–conform to the law,
and execute someone?

Sanson:
I am...
I am...


Fujimaru 1:
Sanson won't murder anymore.


Fujimaru 2:
Sanson is an executioner.


Sanson:
Master...

Sanson (?):
This man was once greatly confused in France, and murdered many men.

Sanson (?):
How can you say he won't follow the same path again?


Fujimaru 1:
As long as I'm the Master.


Sanson:
...Master...

Sanson (?):
If you're going to go that far, Master, I shall put that resolve to the test.

Sanson (?):
Whether or not "Sanson" can truly overcome it–!

--BATTLE--:

Sanson (?):
...Hmph.
You're that determined, Master?

Sanson (?):
That's fine, then. Though I have yet to assess whether I can place my blade of trust with you–

Sanson (?):
First, let's show you what I can do as an executioner.

Sanson:
Hey there.
Were you dreaming?

Sanson:
...Probably.
I was dreaming myself.

Sanson:
...Still no end to my worries.
No, my agony haunts me even now, after death.

Sanson:
Nevertheless, I offer my strength to you for believing in me then.

Sanson:
Because that's all that I can do now–