...was fuilfilled because of you.

I ask your name.

You will never know the name of my blade.

Very well. I recognize your right to the reward.

I desire the Grail, as do you.

How fortunate of me to be blessed with an understanding Master like yourself.

You are not the real Lucy-dono!

I didn’t do it!

I thought you were just a medicine seller.

You keep blabbering about Mononoke over and over, but can you really use that sword to—

In addition to awarding you, and delivering this letter of appreciation from the town, I wish to offer my sincere apologies for the suspicions that were brought against you.

Sir""? How quaint.

I challenge you to a duel.

You must complete the killing in three days. Fail, and the next letter you receive will contain a memento of your failure - your beloved's finger.

I expect deference. I expect you to address me as "sir," or, better yet, as Monsieur de Bourbeau.

Dettlaff van der Eretein, you do not know us, but we know you… to be a vampire. We know also of your weakness for the wench they call Rhenawedd.

Now you know this. We shall chain her down and let rats feed on her. We shall flay the skin from her flesh… Yet you can save her. You need but travel to Beauclair, where you shall slay five men in the manner we prescribe.