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Mahoyaku Jugoya Voice Lines:

Translator’s Note:

Jugoya literally means The 15th Night

十五夜: 十 = Ju = 10, 五 = Go = 5, 夜 = yoru (ya) = night.

In the year 2024, Jugoya falls on September 17th.

According to Japan Unseen, this is because the historical callender marks Juugoya as August 15th, but the date changes every year using the Gregorian Calendar.

Central Wizards:

Oz: The moon tonight is so beautiful that it is disgusting.

Arthur: Perhaps I should refrain from saying this, however…there are times when I cannot help but admire that large moon…

Cain: I remember you saying this world’s moon is big. What’s it like having a sky with such a small moon?

Riquet: There is a clear view of the moon through the big dining room windows late at night. Would you like to come see it with me tonight?

Northern Wizards:

Snow: The fifteenth night is an evening to drink with the moon as a backdrop… I see, it seems there is yet another fun festival in store for us tonight.

White: Sage, I often see you often gaze up at the moon. I wonder if perhaps the moons we each see differ from one another.

Mithra: Sigh… I really will kill you one day.

Owen: Why is it that the moon is feared by all? …Even though it's so beautiful.

Bradley: If that moon weren’t the “Great Calamity”, I’d’ve loved to try drinking to it.

Eastern Wizards:

Faust: Hmph, tonight seems to be another unnecessarily beautiful moonlight night.

Shino: I don’t think I can enjoy watching that calamity.

Heathcliff: Of course, I love the sight of sunlight filtering through the trees during the day, but the way the moon’s sunlight hits the leaves at night is lovely as well… Ah, “moon’s sunlight” doesn’t quite make sense does it…?

Nero: That's the “Great Calamity”; so pretty you can hardly believe it.

Western Wizards:

Shylock: For the troublesome man whose love for the moon destroyed him, it seems to be a joyful night.

Murr: It looks like the moon is pretty close today. But if you get too close, you’ll be pushed back.

Chloe: Do you think the moon has a family? Two “calamities” would be pretty scary, but sometimes I wonder if it ever gets lonely…

Rustica: Master Sage, I heard the moon in your world is quite small. Perhaps it is still a child?

Southern Wizards:

Figaro: Don’t you think tonight’s moon is abominably beautiful?

Rutile: The moon is shining more brightly than usual tonight. Despite the fact that it’s so beautiful, why…

Lennox: Something so beautiful robbed our companions of their lives… I don’t really want to think about it.

Mitile: The moon looks so pretty tonight! I’m a little scared, but for some reason I feel like making a wish.

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[Puppet Talk] - Chloe SR Card Story Translation

Ft. Rustica

All I Need is You - Chapter 1

[Garden of Delusions]

Chloe: Oh Rustica… Where did you wander off to now?

Chloe: This is a pretty sketchy place, so I better find him quick…

Chloe: …Ah! There he… is?

Rustica: …How marvelous. Do you mean to tell me this beverage can instantly lift your spirits?

Suspicious Vendor: You catch on quick, sir! Now my usual price is two gold coins, but since you’ve impressed me so much, why don’t I drop that to one for ya?

Rustica: Why thank you. In that case, I’ll have—

Chloe: Wa———it!! Stop stop stop right there!

*[running]*

Rustica: Chloe? Is something the matter?

Chloe: Yes! Can’t you tell you’re being scammed!?

Chloe: In what world is a regular cup of tea that expensive!?

Rustica: Tea? Well, I suppose it does look and smell like tea…

Rustica: …

Chloe: …? I- Is there something on my face? Why are you looking at me like that?

Rustica: Hmm, I think I’ll purchase it anyway. Who knows? Perhaps it really does work.

Chloe: You’re… what!?

Chloe: (He’s still not giving this up? What’s going on?)

Chloe: (Did something in the sales pitch catch his attention?)

Rustica: A gold coin, was it? Where did I place my wallet…

Chloe: T- That won’t be necessary…!

*[grabs hand]*

Rustica: Chloe?

Chloe: Rustica won’t be needing anything other than me!

All I Need is You - Chapter 2

Rustica: Oh?

Chloe: D- Didn’t you say before? Being around me makes you happy, right?

Chloe: Now that I’m here, we can forget about that suspicious drink!

Chloe: C’mon, let’s go!

*[walking]*

Chloe: Whew… We should be safe here. I don’t think that vendor will follow us.

Rustica: Chloe, about what you said earlier…

Chloe: What? …Oh! I didn’t mean—

Chloe: Urgh, I was panicking so much, I ended up saying something really embarrassing…

Rustica: Not at all. You were right.

Rustica: Your presence is like a gentle light in the dark, brightening my day. Being together with you is my happiness.

Chloe: …Rustica…

Rustica: Besides, I never needed that drink in the first place.

Chloe: Really? Why were you so insistent on it then?

Rustica: Earlier, when I was walking around, I happened to catch a glimpse of you from afar. You seemed a little gloomy, like the sky before a storm.

Rustica: That’s why, I wanted to buy you a drink to lift your spirits. However, seeing you now, it appears that won’t be necessary anymore.

Chloe: …Sigh, it’s impossible to stay mad at you…

Chloe: Anyways, the only reason I was so troubled in the first place is because you went missing!

Rustica: Oh dear, is that so?

Chloe: You bet it is! But now you know what’ll really make me happy, right?

Rustica: …Haha, of course.

Rustica: I won’t leave your side again.

Chloe: I’ll hold you to it!

Chloe: Let’s stick together from here on, Rustica!

Let’s Enjoy it Someday - Card Episode

Akira: The Garden of Delusions sure had its share of thrills and perils. I saw all sorts of strange drinks and candies while looking around the vendors…

Chloe: It must have been pretty jarring since you come from a relatively safe place, right? Were you scared?

Akira: Not at all! Not with all of you by my side.

Akira: Were you alright though, Chloe? I heard Rustica went missing at some point.

Chloe: Oh! Well… everything turned out fine in the end!

Akira: (Which means it must’ve been pretty rough in the middle…)

Chloe: The garden also reminded me a bit of my hometown which made me wonder...

Chloe: When I first met Rustica in the City of Foam all those years ago, was he also getting scammed by shady businesses before stumbling on our shop…?

Akira: Ahaha, I wouldn’t be too surprised. He’s the type to go wherever the wind takes him.

Chloe: I totally get you! He’s always wandering off like “Oh? What’s that over there? I wonder what this tastes like” etc. etc.

Chloe: …Ehehe. Y’know, I don’t have a lot of great memories in that city, but picturing these things really puts it in a different light.

Chloe: I’ll probably encounter lots of similar places in the future.

Chloe: However, when those times come, I hope I’ll be able to explore and enjoy life like Rustica does.

Home Screen Voice Line

“In the West, Walpurgis is said to be a night when wizards, ghosts, and monsters gather round for a drink. It’s got a creepy vibe to it, but doesn’t it also sound super fun and exciting!? Like, what would happen if a monster tried to eat me? What’s it like to share a drink with one? I’d love to try it out someday!”

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collab with my friend! @marragony (twt)

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Vinalia Rustica

The Roman wine festival honouring Jupiter and Venus and thanking them for a good wine harvest. Today, consider leaving offerings of bread, sweet fruits and wine out for the gods 

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Happy Birthday to our most beautiful bridegroom, Rustica ♥

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Sincerely, a Rainbow of stories for you: 

Please Tell Me the Story of the Rainbow: Part 12

(Location: Magic Manor, Shylock’s Bar, Central Kingdom, Night Time)

Akira: (I see...the Northern Country is a meritocracy, where only the strong thrive. It's a harsh place for humans to live, but because of that, Wizards hold strong positions in society. 

From the perspective of Owen, a Northern Wizards who lived somewhere like that, of course something like this may sound strange.) 

...Do you think so too, Bradley? That it’s strange for wizards to be chased out of their homes by humans? 

Bradley: That's right: Cowards who run away after being mocked by mere humans lack pride. 

If ya’ have power, use it and live as you please. 

Akira: Power… 

Rustica: A person’s Innate strength is their hands and feet. 

To that young woman, seeing that world is nothing special. Just like we wizards use magic. 

Akira: ...It's certainly something to think about. As you say, Rustica, whether it’s normal or special doesn't make that much of a difference. 

I had heard that Luka was a witch with exceptional powers… I may have approached her like that too. 

Akira: It's difficult. By trying to understand someone, sometimes you push them further away. 

I feel a sharp pain deep inside my chest. 

Shylock smiled at me elegantly. 

Shylock: What a good night. Debates like this turn sweet alcohol bittersweet, and give it more flavor. 

Special or not, the mystery surrounding the author Luka is certainly expanding. 

The right to look into such a world is given only to eyes that have not yet been tainted… Isn't it like the beginning of a wonderful novel? 

His flexible fingers raise the glass, and the ice makes a sound. I thought it was the sound of night falling. 

(Location: Magic Manor, Courtyard, Central Kingdom, Day Time)

Akira Thank you very much. 

Rutile: Mitile, Riquet, if anything happens, make sure to report it to Figaro-Sensei and the others. 

Mitile: Yes! I'll search diligently!

Riquet: Of course, Mitile and I will do our best! Please leave everything to us! 

It was the fourth day of the exhibition. It had become a daily routine for Rutile and I to see off the wizards in charge of security. 

Figaro: I’m glad to hear that everything seems to be running smoothly so far. 

Akira: Yes, but I heard it's very crowded every day. I hope things will stay safe until the end... 

Figaro: I'm sure it'll be fine, leave it to us for today. 

Looks like Leno will be coming with me.

Lennox: Yeah. Rest assured, even if thieves break in, we did some training. 

Akira: Training…? 

Figaro: Rutile, if Luka comes to the venue, I’ll keep an eye on her. I'll let you know if anything happens when we get back. 

Rutile: Thank you very much. It's a simple request, but I'm sorry I can't accompany you today. 

Figaro It’s fine, keep up the good work.

Lords Snow and White reminded me, if something happens, I'll leave her to them. 

Lennox: Even now, we are all connected to mysterious creatures that we cannot even imagine.  

I used to live in the mountains, so there were times when I felt something strange when deep in nature or in places with strong magical power... 

I'm a little worried about a child facing that presence alone. 

Mitile and the others, who finished preparing for their departure, appear as Lennox speaks calmly.

Mitile: Figaro-Sensei, Mr. Leno! We have to go soon, the exhibition's about to start.

Riquet: Tardiness is strictly prohibited. We must fulfill our responsibilities properly. 

Mitile and Riquet: Well then, let's go! 

Akira Please come back safely! 

Astride their brooms, the wizards soared through the sky. 

Rutile and I watched until they were out of sight.

Akira: I the exhibition can continue without incident. 

Rutile: …Yes, I hope her new work can be unveiled safely. 

Rutile gently traced the cover of the picture book she borrowed from Arthur and spoke softly, as if praying. 

Akira (Huh…?) 

Suddenly, sparkling, rainbow colored scales seemed to sparkle in Rutile's hands. 

However, they disappeared in the blink of an eye, melting into space. 

Was what I saw now... an illusion? 

(Location: ???) 

Luka: (I wonder what this nostalgic smell is… A distant season...the smell of sunlight…) 

…Ah. I started remembering little by little. It was… a hot afternoon. 

I ran, ran, ran... before I knew it, I had passed through the forest and found myself in the city. 

I was supposed to be fleeing from people who did terrible things, but I ended up wandering into a place with lots of people. 

I sat down at the base of a tree by the street and cried a little at the faint smell of the tree. 

At that moment, something landed on my head suddenly. 

A hat that smelled like fragrant wheat: I thought that was the smell of sunlight. 

When I looked up, I saw slightly tanned skin and  amber eyes.

That person asked "Are you lost?". 

A human. If I don't run away, something terrible will happen to me again. 

That's what I thought, but the soft smell of sunlight made me feel at ease and suddenly I was tired…

I shook my head slowly. 

I'm not lost. Because there's no one looking for me. 

...I had been walking for days, and at that moment I finally lost consciousness. The next time I woke up, I was on a fluffy bed.

There was a wet towel on my head and a gentle voice at my bedside. 

"How are you?" 

I heard the sound of the window opening, and the sunset-colored wind gently swayed my hair. 

I could see thin clouds through the window. 

A beautiful color: a mixture of yellow flowers blooming under the pale red sun, with just a hint of verdant grass. 

I want to draw those clouds. 

With that thought in mind, I absentmindedly surrendered to the wind. 

"Hey, did you draw this?"

Eventually, the man shyly showed me a thin stack of paper and asked me. 

I draw pictures of scenery and creatures whenever I feel like it. My own world... 

I quickly snatched back the stack of papers. 

Being able to see that world makes it difficult to live in this one. Even though I was young, I knew that. 

“I apologize for looking at something so important to you without permission,'' the man said, bowing his head sheepishly. 

His bright hair swaying in the evening wind reminded me of a wheat field. 

...Ah, that's why it smells like sunlight.

I wondered why I thought so. But I thought so anyways. 

Like warm sunlight. 

The man spoke with a serious look on his face. 

"You paint a very beautiful world." 

“Like a daydream I had when I was young:  beautiful and somewhat sad, like a memory that lives on in a corner of my mind...'' 

Then he handed me a clean sketchbook and new art supplies. 

“...I want to know more about you and your world. Could you please draw more?"

“Of course, I won't force you, but... You're good at drawing, so I thought you might like it." 

The person laughs, a slight wrinkle forming at the corner of his eyes. It was the first time I made someone laugh like this. 

I wonder what that feeling was. My chest felt warm and somehow sad... 

“Oh! Why are you crying!?” 

The man dropped the art supplies in a panic,  leaving them scattered as he looked into my face. 

“Did you not like it? Or are you hurt somewhere? Your eyes will get swollen if you cry too much. We should use cold water and a cloth…”

Luka: Hey, what color are those clouds? 

"Huh…?" 

I pointed out the window, at the strangely colored clouds. The man leaned forward and put his hand on the window frame. 

“Well...it's just dusk, so I think orange is safe. No, maybe it's vermilion..."

Luka: Yellow, pale red, and bright green. 

That's how it looks to me. 

Suddenly, eyes brighter than the setting sun, He turned towards me.

Involuntarily, my shoulders trembled. But the usual, scathing words didn’t come. 

The golden eyelashes that framed his eyes blinked a few times in curiosity. 

 “… Is that so?” 

“You live in a beautiful world, don't you?" 

He laughed a little, like a child. 

I panicked, trying to think, to come up with something. 

None of the quickly changing expressions on his face were the cold ones I knew.   

The first person who didn’t deny me and my world. He said she wanted to know more, without ever calling it creepy...

(Location: ???) 

“Ah... that's right. I'll be calling you often, so If you don't mind, may I ask for your name?" 

I can see my reflection in his straight, Amber eyes. 

…Maybe I was a lost child after all. 

There was someone here who could find me.

Luka: Luka. 

What's your name······?

Luka: How nostalgic… it makes me feel a tingly in the back of my head. 

Roxy... Roxy...! Oh, thank goodness, here you are!  

It looks like you’re napping... yes, I was dreaming… a nostalgic dream. 

…Ah. I hear a voice from outside the picture book, it sounds like Aslan is calling... 

But I wonder why... I'm very sleepy… like my body is saying it doesn't want to wake up…

I… I wonder why I’m so sleepy… 

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[You And I In This World Adrift] - Rustica SSR Card Story Translation

Ft. Akira

A Twinkling Night Sky Backdrop - Chapter 1

[Rustica’s Room]

Akira: Wow, everything smells amazing…!

Lined up before me was Rustica’s tea collection.

As I picked them up one-by-one, I inhaled each of their scents.

Rustica: Should there be a blend that lights up your heart and heals your soul, please feel free to select it.

Akira: Thank you so much, Rustica. I’m really glad you invited me for tea today.

Akira: I’ve been writing in the Sage’s Book all morning, so I was planning on taking a break soon anyways.

Rustica: I’m glad to be of service. Please indulge in all the warm tea and pastries you’d like.

Rustica: What kind of things were you noting down today?

Akira: Oh, just various stuff that's happened lately like our missions, but also more mundane things like what people like or dislike…

Akira: I wanted to capture as much detail as I could and lost track of time.

Rustica: How remarkable. With that amount of attention, the portraits of us in your book must be akin to the real thing.

Akira: Haha, I’d be happy if that were the case. The notes that the previous sage left me were a lot of help after all.

Akira: Once I return to my world, I want the next sage to understand everyone too—

“The next sage”—As soon as the words left my mouth, a chilly wind blew through my heart.

Akira: Ah, maybe we should get started on that tea.

Overcome with an unexpected sadness, I smiled away my pain and diverted the topic by picking up a blend.

Rustica: But of course. <&lt;Amorest Viesse>>

With a soft glow, a teacup wreathed in steam appeared before me. Painted on its side were the little faces of my favorite animal.

Akira: Oh, cats! How cute…!

Rustica: Haha, I’m glad it’s to your fancy. This is precisely the reaction I was hoping to see.

Rustica: I had a feeling your face would light up once you saw this.

Akira: Rustica… Thank you so much.

Akira: Oh! Even the handle is shaped like a cat’s tail. This is so detailed…

Akira: This is just what I needed to lift my spirits. Maybe I should get one for myself.

Rustica: Oh? In that case, I know just where to look.

Rustica: In a few days, there will be an exhibition fair in the City of Affluence.

Akira: An exhibition fair? What’s that?

Rustica: It’s an event where a fantastical array of remarkable, artisan-crafted handiworks awaits us.

A Twinkling Night Sky Backdrop - Chapter 2

[City of Affluence - Day]

A few days later, we arrived in the City of Affluence to search for the perfect teacup.

Rustica: It looks like each store is displaying their products in the windows. They must be showing off their best works.

Rustica: Let’s wander the town and window-shop for now, and perhaps we’ll make a miraculous find.

Akira: That sounds like a plan! The city seems livelier than usual too, so I’m excited to get started.

Akira: Although, everyone around us looks so refined… I can’t help but feel out of place.

Rustica: There’s no need to feel self-conscious. These people are just like us after all, seeking a miracle amongst these wares.

Rustica: Come along now, Master Sage.

Encouraged by Rustica’s words, I followed his lead, and the two of us set off to explore the shops.

The first teacup we encountered was an ornate piece finely crafted from gold. Afterwards, we found cups fashioned from glass, cups with gemstones embedded in them, and so forth…

Akira: It’s like we’re in an art gallery. Everything is so extravagant, I hardly know where to begin, much less what to buy.

Akira: Oh, I know. What kind of teacup would you choose, Rustica? Maybe hearing your opinion will give me an idea.

Rustica: It’d be my pleasure to help. If I had to decide…

Rustica: I’d first imagine the face of someone I’d like to have tea with and view my options from there.

Rustica: For example, look at that teacup with the buttons painted on it. If I gave that to Chloe, I’m sure he’d show me the most dazzling smile.

Akira:  Oh, I see now! I’d like to give this a try too. It seems like fun.

Rustica: I’m pleased to hear that, although this is merely my way of doing things.

Rustica: The paths we can take are as limitless as the sky. I’m sure somewhere out there is a path right for you as well, Master Sage.

Rustica: Please, take pleasure in even these moments of struggle. I won’t leave your side, so we can take our time.

Akira: …Thank you so much, Rustica. Now then, let’s take a look over there!

[City of Affluence - Sunset]

Akira: (Sigh. We scoured the entire city, but no luck…)

Despite circling through every shop, I still couldn’t decide on a teacup to buy.

Akira: Um, Rustica… Could I ask you something?

Rustica: Please, ask away.

Akira: Since you told me I could take any path… Could I ask you to choose something for me?

Rustica: You want me to decide?

Akira: Yes. I’d like to cherish this cup for a long time, so I didn’t want to make a hasty decision. However, I got so wrapped up in trying to find the perfect one that I couldn’t choose at all…

Akira: That’s why, I’d like to leave it to you, Rustica.

Akira: If you were the one to decide, I think I'd cherish it even more as a memento of the time we spent together.

Rustica: Master Sage… If it’s alright with you, then I’d be happy to oblige.

Rustica: However, since we’ve come all this way, I’d like to make my selection a surprise for you.

Rustica: Would you mind waiting for me at that cafe while I search?

A Twinkling Night Sky Backdrop - Chapter 3

Rustica: (A teacup for the Master Sage… Oh, I wonder what I should get.)

Rustica: (They’re always taking the time to connect with us, so I’d like to choose something that expresses all of our feelings like a choir of voices in song.)

Rustica: …Ah, that reminds me. They seemed a little sad during our last tea party together.

Rustica: (If the Master Sage had to return to their world someday…)

Rustica: …! …Oh my, this teacup…

[City of Affluence - Night]

The crimson red sky had already deepened to blue by the time Rustica returned.

Rustica: My apologies for keeping you waiting, Master Sage.

Akira: Rustica! Welcome back.

With a smile on his face, he smoothly took my hand, and, before I knew it, led me towards his broom.

Rustica: This way please. I’d like to present your new teacup against the gorgeous backdrop of the twinkling night sky.

[Starry Sky]

Akira: Wow… The stars are so beautiful!

Rustica: I’m glad you're enjoying yourself. Now then, shall we prepare for a tea party?

As the world gleamed around us like jewels, Rustica waved his finger like a conductor’s baton.

A table and two chairs appeared out of thin air and began to dance, inviting me to take a seat.

Following Rustica’s lead, I move from the broom to the chair. Then, the package in his hand began to glow and the ribbon unfurled itself.

Slowly, its content came into view: a deep blue teacup that seemed to blend right into the night sky.

It began to fill up with tea and…

Akira: Oh...!

A single pinprick of light appeared like the first star in the sky. Twinkling into existence on the side of the cup, it emitted a soft glow.

Rustica: Each time you fill this cup with tea, a star will appear.

Rustica: Thus, no matter how much time passes or distance separates us… This cup will always remember.

Rustica: It will preserve the time we spent together. The times our faces met and we smiled at each other over a delicious blend.

Akira: (Could it be…? Could he be thinking about our tea party from the other day…?)

All around us, the stars were shining.

However, as bright and beautiful as they were, there was no star as precious to me as the one born just before my eyes.

Akira: Thank you so much, Rustica. With this cup, I'm looking forward to our tea parties even more now.

Rustica: Indeed. Let's create a starry sky of our very own together.

Akira: …

Akira: …Someday, when I return to my own world, I hope I can take this cup with me.

With a smile, Rustica began to speak softly and gently. He raised his own cup in the air as if making a vow to the stars.

Rustica: On the chance that you do forget it here, I shall keep watch over it for you.

Rustica: And I’ll cherish it until the day you return. When that time comes, let’s add a new star to the sky.

Rustica and the Bygone Gate - Card Episode

[Rustica’s Room]

Akira: It seems like a gate that will show you the past has appeared on Borda Isle’s beach.

Akira: It reminds me of when I had just arrived in this world. I often thought about the past as a way of calming myself down.

Rustica: It’s lovely that you have such memories to assuage yourself.

Rustica: What kind of things did you think about?

Akira: I’d go back to when I was a kid being read a story by someone I trusted.

Akira: Do you have any comforting memories like that? Something you hold onto when the going gets rough…?

Rustica: Let me see… I’m not very good at remembering the past.

Rustica: However, I can vaguely remember a time filled with happiness.

Akira: What do you mean?

Rustica: Hmm, yes.

Rustica: Faint sunlight pours into a wide and spacious room…

Rustica: There, someone is playing the harpsichord beautifully, its gentle sound filling the air.

Rustica: Outside is the verdant gardens and the azure sky, and by the window, the calm presence of a person…

Rustica: As the sound of singing reverberates.

Rustica: When I imagine such a scene, I can feel myself calming down and my heart put to ease.

Akira: What a beautiful memory… Is this a scene from your past?

Rustica: Who knows? Perhaps it is all in my head.

Rustica: Haven’t you ever experienced that before? When reality becomes all mixed up with your imagination.

Akira: Oh, I think I get what you mean. It’s like misremembering something…

Rustica: Exactly. Even though people say it’s wrong, you can still recall the details as if it truly happened.

Rustica: This reminds me of the time Chloe and I came across a lodging we’d stayed at before.

Rustica: I’d asked him, “Do you remember this place, Chloe? We’ve been here before, haven’t we? Look, we had soup from those very dishes.”

Rustica: However, Chloe told me that he didn’t remember this place at all.

Rustica: Apparently, he’d never seen those blue dishes in his life even though I could so clearly recall how his eyes gleamed when he first saw their beauty.

Akira: Well… Which one of you was right?

Rustica: Neither of us are sure to this day. However, it’s natural for strange things to occur on a wizard’s journey.

Rustica: Either I obtained a false memory or Chloe lost his real one.

Rustica: What do you think, Master Sage?

Home Screen Voice Line

“Journeys are filled not only with joys, but hardships as well. However, when I look back on the road, I find that I can cherish even the bumps along the way… I hope the same is true for you too.”

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