The Holy Grail of Eris (エリスの聖杯)

Your... revenge?

We're going to send every last one of the scoundrels who had me executed to hell.

What?

W-Well... Who exactly are they?

I don't know.

How could I? I was set up.

I was executed for poisoning Cecilia,

but I would obviously never resort to anything so pedestrian.

You mean... you were innocent?!

Which is why, Constance,

you will become my agent, unmask the true culprit...

and give them a taste of hell on earth!

I c-couldn't possibly.

I know your family is in debt.

What will you do now that you've broken off your engagement?

I didn't! That wasn't me!

You're the one who did that!

Moreover...

Does refusing to repay me for assisting you yesterday

sound like "Grail sincerity" to you?

Wh-What would you have me do?

I b-beg your pardon for calling so suddenly.

I've come on behalf of the Orlamundes.

Lettie is my name.

The family wishes to collect letters from the Maurice Home for Orphaned Children

to commemorate Lady Lily's death this day.

Why, the children will be delighted.

Please, come in.

First...

You may as well begin by questioning those who might know what happened.

S-Such as?

Let me think...

I daresay Lily Orlamunde will prove useful.

What? Lady Lily? But she's...

Lady Lily was Lady Scarlett's friend.

Following Lady Scarlett's death,

she devoted herself to good works to atone for her crimes.

People called her the White Lily of Charity for her fairness.

I admired her.

But two years ago, she drank poison and ended her own life in her family's chapel.

Her reasons remain unknown to this day.

I find that hard to believe.

That ill-natured woman would never choose suicide.

I-Ill-natured?

Weren't the two of you friends from childhood?

Don't suggest anything so dreadful!

I'd sooner do a handstand dance on a cliff's edge than keep company with her!

B-But Lady Lily often visited you in prison when no one else would.

Visited me?

Oh, those visits.

You got careless, Scarlett.

I never tried to poison Cecilia.

I don't doubt that.

But that only makes things worse.

It means someone out there is capable of framing a woman of your caliber.

And we still haven't any idea who.

So I've come today to bid you farewell.

Loath as I am to admit it,

I think this business is beyond me.

Do forgive me.

I would have liked to aid you if possible,

but I value my own neck far more than yours.

If she really did take her own life,

then events got out of her control in some way.

This must have some bearing on my revenge.

My intuition tells me so.

H-How can you be so confident?

Wait for me!

You're too fast for us!

Here.

Thank you all for these letters.

I'll see that they reach Lady Lily.

Great.

Hey.

We'd better hurry back, George.

Yeah. I know, Tony.

Bye, miss!

Our next visit will be to the scene of Lily's suicide.

I trust you remember what to do, girl.

I'm so sorry. We only have habits.

No, this will do nicely.

Thank you very much.

Excuse me. I'm from the Maurice Home for Orphaned Children.

In memory of Lady Lily...

Come in. It's right this way.

Thank you very much.

I th-thought I would die of fright.

Nevertheless, everything went swimmingly.

This is where Lady Lily met her end.

Over here, I suspect.

Wait...

What are you doing, girl?

Well, I really ought to pray for her.

Nonsense. Prayers wouldn't please her.

Lily...

would tell you to hurry up and find out the truth in that snide way of hers.

I'm certain she left a clue somewhere,

and in some infuriating place that no one would think to check.

Could it be... behind the picture frame?

That would be just like her.

Wh-What a sacrilegious hiding place.

What's this?

There's really something here!

Hide it!

R-Right!

Wha...

What are you doing here,

Randolph Ulster?!

Lily was married?

Yes. To Earl Randolph Ulster of the House of Richelieu.

Randolph? That hidebound stick-in-the-mud?

You know him?

He's my nemesis.

People call him "Lord Death."

I beg your pardon. You're from the Maurice Home for Orphaned Children?

Y-Yes. M-My name is Lettie.

I've, um, only just started there.

I see. I often played with a little redheaded boy there.

George, I think his name was.

Is he well?

O-Of cou—

Wait. We just visited the orphanage, remember?

George had chestnut hair.

The redheaded boy that age was most certainly Tony.

Um... Could you be thinking of Tony, perhaps?

There's a younger boy named George, but he has chestnut hair.

Why, yes. I did mean Tony.

How rude of me.

E-Everyone makes mistakes.

Well, if you'll excuse me...

Sister.

The roads are perilous for a woman walking alone.

If you permit it, I shall see you to the orphanage.

Th-That's all right! I, er, have an errand to run.

Although I do appreciate your offer.

So, good day to you, my lord.

I was scared stiff!

I've never met anyone so intimidating.

D-Do you think he suspects me?

I wonder.

That man has always had a keener nose than was good for him.

You should have gotten rid of those rags.

When the nuns were nice enough to lend them to me?

Kiriki kirikuku.

K-Kirikuki...?

See? I told you so.

You always worry too much, Tony.

Shove it. What do you care?

Tell me, what was that?

A spell.

A spell?

Yeah. For spotting bad guys.

Lady Lily taught it to us.

She did? When?

Before she died.

"Kiriki kirikuku."

If anything should happen to me

and people come asking about me, recite this spell.

If they react to it at all, you'll know they're very bad people.

If that happens, we're supposed to round up everybody and run for it.

What does this mean?

Could it be...

Lady Lily was murdered?

I'm exhausted.

Shall we open it?