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.


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:! 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!!



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–!


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–