Trial Quest - Brynhild

Our Beloved Hero (Human)

???: —Good morning. Are you awake, my dear Sigurd?

A:???: Ah, you're finally awake. Good morning. Morning has arrived even upon Hindarfjall.

A:???: The sun is shining, the little birds are chirping at one another... such a wonderful morning...but not really.

A:???: I am certain that the doom of Chaldea will be here. The world will burn to ashes.

A:???: Yet still, you stand to face it. For the ceaseless tomorrows, for the ever-coming tomorrows.

A:???: ...Good morning. I shall be accompanying you for a very short while.

A:???: My name, let me see...Companion... Now, though, yes.

A:???: —Call me Mash.

A:???: You see, as I am now, call me Mash. My adorable, shining, and fleeting Master.

Fujimaru 1: Huh? But you are...

Mash: ...Ah, yes. Now I remember. It seems you have some degree of resistance.

Mash: Then I have no choice but to do this. I'm sorry. To be honest, I want you to be just the way you are.

Mash: ...I'm...sorry.

Fujimaru 2: I don't know your real name, but I do know...

Mash: Yes, you're right... Even though this is the end of time, you...

Mash: ...You have not shown weakness in your mind. Even now, you can think of others...

Mash: A beautiful heart. A strong heart. I believe that was once what I loved.

Mash: ...I'm sorry, now...for just a short while, I will touch your lips. With these fingertips.

Mash: It's all right. There is no need to worry... Yield to the rune.

Mash: ...There. It's finished.

Mash: How do you like it? You know my name, my hero, my Master.

Fujimaru 1: Mash.

Fujimaru 2: I'm pretty sure it was Mash.

Mash: ...Yes, Master. My adorable Fujimaru.

Mash: All right—let's Rayshift together again today. My hero. To save the world.

Mash: ...There is still some left. The Demonic Fog, that is.

Mash: The way things are... There are still traces from the Fourth Era that are yet to be repaired.

Mash: Demonic Fog. Life-stealing death mists that are packed with magical energy. Like the atmosphere during the Age of the Gods.

Mash: If it's the end of the 19th century AD... The atmosphere should be close to that of 20th century Tokyo...

Mash: However, you might call this a tragedy... As this is the last island left with ancient mystics...

Mash: ...Industrial...revolution... ...The people who brought about the evolution of civilization...

Mash: ...I can't believe these people will be slain in this way. What a cruel, ironic punishment.

Fujimaru 1: Are you all right, Mash?

Fujimaru 2: You're looking awfully pale.

Mash: Ah...

Mash: —Ahh—

Mash: I'm sorry for causing you this trouble— Apparently I was affected by the Demonic Fog. I...

Mash: I can't believe... I allowed myself to be so shamefully overcome...

Mash: To be caught in one's arms... by a human you...I'm sorry...

Mash: Ohh... Dear, me...Your...your...

Mash: ...Your...hand. It is so warm...

Mash: But Sigurd's hands had been so cold... but now, you' warm...

Mash: —Wait! I'm sorry. I'll step back. When we touch each other too much, it rattles me.

Mash: I'm so flustered... Your warmth makes the flame inside me grow strong.

Mash: Before my flames burn you to ashes, allow me to test you. Allow me to learn what kind of person you are.

Fujimaru 1: Your flames will burn me to ashes?

Mash: ...

Fujimaru 2: How are you going to test that

Mash: ...You'll see... soon enough.


Mash: You heard that, right? It reached you, right? That is the destiny which you must face.

Fujimaru 1: Someone is fighting within the Demonic Fog!?

Fujimaru 2: It sounds like a Helter Skelter!

Fionn mac Cumhaill: Oh! How beautiful! Such a lovely Valkyrie!

Fionn mac Cumhaill: Rejoice, my brawny Berserker friend, help tantamount to an army has come to assist!

Beowulf: You idiot! That is a maiden of Heorot. Her beauty is questionable. Getting involved with her is trouble.

Beowulf: Hey! It's not as if I'm going to die here, nor do I have any business in your manor.

Beowulf: So don't you wander up to us like tha... I see, so you've already been stopped by a mistletoe.

Beowulf: Then I guess you're of no harm to us... Whoa!

Fujimaru 1: Two Heroic Spirits?

Fujimaru 2: They are fighting the machines?

Beowulf: Why yes, I'll crush the enemies I see before me. That's all I am doing here.

Fionn mac Cumhaill: Hahaha! Whatever the era, wherever the location, there is only one road for the honorable Knights of Fianna!

Fionn mac Cumhaill: Namely, the path of righteousness! Destroy evil! Protect humans! Honor first shines upon those that shepherd in eternal peace!

Fionn mac Cumhaill: I hold no grudges. No, never! I am a man of endless generosity!

Fionn mac Cumhaill: When the isle of Britain is Erin's, there too I shall equally display righteousness.

Fionn mac Cumhaill: Ahh—How logical and bright! What's more, this unrivaled, handsome young man is at his peak! What could be better!?

Fionn mac Cumhaill: When a person is shining, he must shine to his fullest. Wouldn't you agree there, Berserker?

Beowulf: It seems our interests are similar but completely different in nature. However, it's true that we are both greedy in our desires.

Fionn mac Cumhaill: Precisely! We speak of what we want, and we mercilessly pummel enemies that get in the way! It's what heroes are made of!

Fionn mac Cumhaill: I don't get along with you in the least, but it seems to me that we are essentially of the same breed.

Fionn mac Cumhaill: This seems to be a rare place where our paths have crossed. Hahahahaha! This is an excellent omen!

Beowulf: You said it. As long as we have the power to crush our enemies, then it's all good.

Beowulf: —Hey! You there, Master, and your companion.

Mash: Companion— He called me a companion... That person seems like a very good Heroic Spirit.

Beowulf: What did you come here for? If you're wandering through these mists, then you're certainly not a pitiful citizen of London.

Beowulf: Let me ask you again, what have you come here for?

Mash: ...I take back my previous statement... That was the question I wanted to ask, horrible beast.

Mash: I have a question for you as well, ageless, fleeting, and shining one. Fujimaru.

Mash: What is it you are doing, as we continue to Rayshift, today, tomorrow, and forever?

Fujimaru 1: —Fight.

Fujimaru 2: Someday save the world.

Mash: ...I don't know...what to say.

Mash: You are too radiant and glorious... When I gaze upon you shining so brightly...

Mash: this very moment have decided... even though I am here...

Mash: —No, no! To battle, Fujimaru. You will achieve victory. Because I am at your side.

Mash: Even if we didn't have the protection of god, even if we didn't have the protection of this world...

Mash: I, for this time alone, will grant you the protection of a great Valkyrie warrior—


Beowulf: —What a ridiculous fight. If I'm gonna get in a punching match it should be with a Servant.

Fionn mac Cumhaill: You mean several, right? The more powerful the enemies are, the more joy there is in defeating them, and the greater the profit.

Beowulf: Profit? Who needs that? It's unnecessary. Do you take money from a woman after sex?

Beowulf: Just forget it. There'll be no more killing here. Farewell, nameless Master.

Fionn mac Cumhaill: Well, well. He was a formidable warrior to the very end. True, he was strong, but I'm sure he would've run out of enemies to defeat.

Fionn mac Cumhaill: It goes to show that I need not have worried.

Fionn mac Cumhaill: In fact, you resemble my own subordinates. You've made me feel a little parental affection, or should I say, kingly affection.

Fionn mac Cumhaill: —Yes. Now let me address the lovely lady over here!

Fionn mac Cumhaill: In this fight with the speechless iron knights and dolls, you displayed magnificent heroism.

Fionn mac Cumhaill: Therefore, a romance with this battle maiden seem inevitable... If I had the time, I would certainly go through with it, but...

Fionn mac Cumhaill: It seems this materialization is but a temporary one, I am destined to return to my former battlefield.

Fionn mac Cumhaill: What a pity. When it comes right down to it, I am too impatient to remain here any longer...

Fionn mac Cumhaill: Yes, I must end the boredom here! Farewell, young Master! Away!

Mash: Alas...

Mash: ...I don't know...what to do...

Mash: Humans leave only destruction in their wake, yet even in these times, you, my hero, resist.

Mash: You can stand side-by-side with the dragon slayer Beowulf. You can fight alongside the god slayer Fionn mac Cumhaill.

Mash: When I see you like that, I... I...

Mash: —I really don't know what to do.

Fujimaru 1: Why don't you know what to do?

Mash: When you are so heroic... I can't help...but you...

Mash: I love, I love, I love you. I love, I love, I love, I love you...

Mash: ...I end up...loving you...

Fujimaru 2: I'm not sure what to say

Mash: I-I'm...sorry... ...I really more careful.

Mash: I will be more careful...

Mash: ...But, ohh... No, no. You make me so flustered, that, ohh...

Mash: All I can do is show you who I am. Fujimaru.

Mash: My true name is Brynhild. Yes, that is the truth. I am not Mash Kyrielight.

Fujimaru 1: Huh? What the... Really?

Fujimaru 2: As I thought, you aren't Mash.

A:Brynhild: ...Yes.

A:Brynhild: I was the Valkyrie, the machine, who assisted the great god Odin of northern Europe, yet was transformed into a human woman and met my death. That is I.

A:Brynhild: Please forgive me. Due to who I was in life, I cannot help but see into your soul...

A:Brynhild: Therefore, I have come to a decision. My father, Odin... I cannot be your daughter...

A:Brynhild: I will be a woman carved into human history, I will be a hero's companion.

A:Brynhild: ...Alas, these cries are from the Demons. This is the final summoning of the last vestiges of the Demonic Fog.

A:Brynhild: They may have even been guided to us by the damnable blue flame. Either way...

A:Brynhild: ...How dare they...interrupt...what I want to say!


Brynhild: —Ahh, I killed it.

Brynhild: The vile enemy that stood between us is dead. It's all over now.

Brynhild: How unfortunate... But, yes, this may be for the best.

Brynhild: If I remain with you any longer, I would surely... be in greater and greater trouble...

Brynhild: ...Therefore, let us part for now.

Fujimaru 1: Will we meet again?

Brynhild: Yes, yes. Until that day...

Fujimaru 2: We'll meet again.

Brynhild: ...That's right. Someday, when the stars align and our paths cross...

Brynhild: Take care, and stay healthy, my fleeting and fragile, but strong and stout, beloved human child.

Brynhild: I'm sure that when we meet again, I'll be of assistance.

Brynhild: —Farewell. You're the world's newest hero, my Sigurd.