Here’s Episode 4-13~!
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[Episode 4: The Tactician of the Hot Sands]
Chapter 13: “Severe March!”
YUU: A dazzling palace…?
[Dream Sequence – Sorcerer of the Desert]
SULTAN: It is imperative that she marry a prince.
JAFAR: I understand, however emergency measures should be considered, too.
JAFAR: The princess will be marrying me.
SULTAN: The princess shall…
SULTAN: Where is that music coming from?
Make way for Prince Ali!
Make way for Prince Ali!
Gather and witness the brilliant parade!
Oh, the beloved Prince Ali Ababwa!
[Dream Sequence – Sorcerer of the Desert – END]
YUU: The King and the Grand Vizier…?
YUU: A dream about a desert parade?
[LOCATION: Scarabia Dorm – Empty Private Room]
GRIM: Hng… I can’t eat… another bite of that moldy cracker…
(rattle, rattle)
(crash)
SCARABIA STUDENT A: How long are you going to keep sleeping?! Wake up!
GRIM: Wha–!? What’s going on? … It’s only 6, yanno…
SCARABIA STUDENT A: We will be marching 10 kilometers to the East Oasis!
GRIM: Ten kilometers of walking on a harsh desert? Why’d we have to do something like that?
SCARABIA STUDENT A: Stop complaining! The Prefect ordered for you to join! Hurry!
GRIM: GYAAAH~~!! DON’T WANNA~~!! Let me go!
[RHYTHMIC – Let’s march to the Oasis!]
KALIM: Now then, let’s begin marching towards the East Oasis!
KALIM: You better get ready to be worked to the bone.
KALIM: Anyone who falls behind will be lectured later!
GRIM: What did I get myself into…
KALIM: Stop talking and move those feet. Let’s go!
[RHYTHMIC – Let’s march to the Oasis!]
KALIM: You! You’re falling behind.
GRIM: (shrieks) Let me rest for a bit…
KALIM: Not happening! Hurry, go!
KALIM: This just goes to show that I’ve been too lenient on all of you! I was a fool for not realizing until yesterday.
JAMIL: …
[RHYTHMIC – Let’s march to the Oasis!]
KALIM: You’re moving slower! Move those feet!
SCARABIA STUDENT: P-Prefect, we can’t anymore…!
KALIM: You lot… It’s because of that attitude that we couldn’t place in the Tournament and in tests!
GRIM: It’s so hot! Gimme some water…! I’m soaking in sweat, yanno!?
JAMIL: Just a little bit more until we reach the Oasis. Hang in there.
[To be continued]