Return.

Murr: All in!

Bradley: Shit!

Nero: Hey, don't go cheatin' on us. Show me your hand.

Bradley: Tsk... Here.

Cain: This is bad... I'm running out of cash.

Nero: Need me to lend ya some? I won't even charge interest.

Bradley: No, no, no. If Nero sweet talks ya into a loan, yer forever in his debt.

Cain: Hrm... This is my last chance. I'll turn it all around with this hand!

Murr: Do ya think you can?

Nero: That’s the spirit. Go broke and just ask for a loan.

Bradley: Would ya look at that? That’s how ya build up clientele. What a shifty guy.

Chloe: Oh… They’re doing something together.

Mitile: Aren’t you guys going to go to bed?

Murr: Nooot sleepy!

Bradley: This is grown-up time.

Shino: Are you guys eating something over here?

Nero: Nope.

Riquet: It’s a card game? Teach me, too.

Cain: You want to learn?

Shino: I know a bit. Nero taught me before.

Nero: That was Blackjack. This is Seven Bridge.

Nero: I’ll teach ya, come sit.

Shino: Heh, I’ll keep that in mind. But watch yourself.

Shino: Teach me too many tricks though, and Faust’s gonna get mad.

Nero: Keep it down. Can't keep a secret, and ya won't win.

Chloe: Murr, can you teach me too?

Murr: Sure! Here's my hand.

Chloe: There's seven cards... Is that good or bad?

Murr: It's the bestest! If anyone tries us, they'll end up broke for sure!

Cain: Seriously?

Riquet: Do not be fooled. Cain, teach me the rules. We’ll win together.

Bradley: Hey kid, come ’ere. Wanna sit on my lap?

Mitile: I-I’m not a child!

Bradley: Oh, really now? Here, these are the cards. I’ll explain it, so listen up.

Mitile: … Is this the best hand?

Bradley: Shh… Be quiet. Don’t let it show. Sit up straight…

Mitile: Like this?

Bradley: That’s right. Perfect.

Riquet: Mitile, you look so confident.

Mitile: Fufu. I guess so.

Mitile: Speaking of which, Mister Bradley. When you sneezed the other day, where did you end up going?

Bradley: …

Mitile: When you came back, someone said you seemed upset.

Bradley: Who the hell was spreadin’ such bullshit? Was it your big brother?

Mitile: It was Mister Leno.

Bradley: Sigh… Irratin’ shepherd. Just focus on the match.

Bradley: Keep yer eye on what’s going on. Good, good. Don’t get outsmarted.

Mitile: R-Right…

Riquet: I won’t be losing either. Right, Cain?

Chloe: I’m getting fired up, too!

Nero: Make ‘em yer prey and demolish them, Shino.

Shino: Got it.

Faust: What are you all doing?

Nero: …! Hide!!

Faust: …

Faust: Was I just imagining things? If you’re gambling, I want in.

Bradley: Oh-ho! Let’s get it goin’ then. You, curse breaker. Join us for one final match.

Nero: Don’t do it! Don’t fall for it!

Faust: …

Nero: Hah…

Shino: Don’t get it wrong, Faust. I was just getting some philosophy lessons from Murr.

Faust: Oh? And how’d that go?

Murr: Freedom is found in solitude! Excitement is found in boredom! And one’s true self is…

Murr: Found in the confines of night.

Shylock: Yawn…

Arthur: Good morning, Shylock.

Shylock: My, my, Lord Arthur. You’ve caught me in a compromising position.

Shylock: Could you be returning from the Royal Palace so early?

Arthur: Ah, yes, I was. It’s quite early for you to be awake, Shylock.

Shylock: There was a rare herb in the forest I had my eye on. It’s currently in season, so I wanted to be able to harvest them this morning.

Arthur: A rare herb? May I join you?

Shylock: But of course. Although, I do hesitate to recommend this herb to you, Lord Arthur.

Arthur: Hesitate?

Shylock: Well-... Oh.

Arthur: There’s a figure. On the other side of our wards.

Shylock: No ordinary human would be able to see us from beyond there.

Arthur: A wizard, then? I’m sensing an Eastern presence.

Shylock: Indeed. They might be a guest. There seems to be another one… Oh my.

Arthur: What is it?

Shylock: …

Shylock: Let’s leave this alone for now. Everyone is entitled to their secrets.

Arthur: Secrets?

Shylock: No, no, that’s their own matter. Will you be meeting with our guest?

Arthur: I suppose I must. They could be in trouble. What about you, Shylock?

Shylock: I can't say I'm not interested, but I'd rather stick to my own plans. I'll be off gathering herbs.

Arthur: I understand. If you may, please show me what you find.

Shylock: Of course.

Arthur: I’ll see you later.

Arthur: Alright then. Where might that guest be…

Arthur: …Huh?

Arthur: It’s Chloe.

Chloe: …!

Chloe: Ah, Arthur.

Arthur: Good morning.

Chloe: Good morning. It's early, isn't it? Going somewhere? Or did you just get back?

Arthur: I just got back. Are yougoing somewhere, Chloe?

Chloe: Ah...! Um… Something like that!

Arthur: I guess Rustica isn’t going with you then. Where are you heading?

Chloe: G-Going to… A market in the Western Country! I thought I would hunt down some deals!

Arthur: I see.

Chloe: Um… There’s no plans to go to the Royal Castle, right?

Arthur: No. Not unless something comes up. Why?

Chloe: Oh, nothing! Just wondering!

Arthur: Okay?

Chloe: Well, I better be off.

Arthur: Have a safe trip. Be careful.

Arthur: …

Arthur: Something felt off about him…

Arthur: Ah… I’m sensing a wizard.

Arthur: So it really was an Eastern wizard…

???: It should be right around here… What a tricky ward…

Arthur: Excuse me.

???: …!

Arthur: I’m Arthur, one of the Sage’s Wizards. Do you have business with the Magic Manor? Pardon me, but who are you?

???: Ah… Well…

???: Um… It’s not that I have business with the Magic Manor… Or actually…

Arthur: Huh?

???:I don’t… have any business here…

Arthur: Really? I guess that’s fine…

???: …

Arthur: The layout of this area can be a little confusing. Please don’t hesitate to ask if I can help you find your way around.

???: … Someone-....

???: I came to see someone. Um, I heard they became a Sage’s Wizard…

???: So, I was trying to find the Magic Manor… But the wards…

Arthur: So that’s the situation. If you wouldn’t mind, can you tell me your name? I might be able to guide you in the right direction.

???: …

Arthur: (They’re quite wary… Very typical for a cautious Eastern Wizard… To ease them, I should say something…)

Arthur: Right then. I’m Arthur Granvelle, Prince of Central Country.

???: Central Country… Prince…?

Arthur: Indeed. And I would never do anything to bring shame to my country. Will you lend me your trust?

???: …

???: P-... Prince… I’m not someone… who could meet… anyone like that…

Arthur: That isn’t true. If you know someone in the Magic Manor, then rest assured we are all on the same level here…

???: … Ngh, that makes no sense…

???: I’m sorry!

Arthur: Ah…!

Arthur: … They vanished…

Arthur: … What’s this…? They dropped something…? It looks like a magical tool…

Arthur: … A lamp…?

???: Ah… Um…

Arthur: You came back.

???: Um… That’s… That’s mine.

Arthur: This lamp?

???: That’s… That’s right…

Arthur: It looks like you dropped it. You should make sure it’s not damaged.

???: Thank you–

Shino: Dietfried!

???: …!

Shino: It’s you, isn’t it, Dietfried? What are you doing here?

???: Shino Sherwood… Finally, we meet…

Arthur: Dietfried… Perhaps, you know Shino?

Dietfried: Y-...

Dietfried: Yes…