The Holy Grail of Eris (エリスの聖杯)

I'm glad I got a chance to meet you.

Who knew the money moving around the crown princess was so fishy?

I see why you're comptroller of the treasury, assistant or not.

Please, I'm in your debt for all you've been so good as to tell me.

I hope I'll be seeing more of you, Rufus May.

Well?

As you suspected, it would appear...

Aldous Clayton is on his way to interview her.

My mistress's room is at the end of the hall.

I've made certain you'll have privacy.

Aisha Huxley...

What made her decide to confess a decade-old crime now?

Oh, but she isn't the quarry you're after, is she...

Deborah Darkian?

I've made certain you'll have privacy.

Damn and blast!

Hey, you!

He took... the medicine bottle.

Salvador of Daeg Gallus...

She must mean that man.

Sharon... Investigate my cousin Sharon...

I will. Anything else?

Scarlett...

Do you think Scarlett will... forgive me?

Sure she will.

Thank good—

A guard dog's disgrace is his owner's responsibility, no?

M-Murderer!

Goodbye...

Abigail O'Brian.

What's a wanted murderer doing here?!

Somebody else killed her. I just got framed.

What an unbelievably stupid dog you are!

You could have at least been smarter about it!

I'm telling you, I didn't do it.

Don't make excuses!

That attitude is why you slip up, you mangy stray!

Listen to me, you old hag!

So, um, who might this be?

That's Lady Audrey, our teacher.

She teaches us how to do our makeup and pick out dresses.

And how to wrap gentlemen around our fingers!

Wrap them...?

Oh, you're darling.

It's all right if you don't understand.

How long do you intend to sit around chattering?!

Why must everyone Abigail brings me be such utter...

What does Abby have to do with it?

I'll have you know the former Duke O'Brian charged me with guarding this place.

I'll toss lazy layabouts out on their ear!

Enough, silly.

Hey.

Look on the bottom right.

This is Sharon Spencer, Aisha's cousin.

It looks like she died on the same day.

They say it was suicide, but I'll bet she was murdered.

Daeg Gallus again...

They work fast.

There must be some secret they really don't want to come out.

Pardon me.

Your Lordship?

My! Here to collect her again?

I need you to listen calmly.

Abigail has been arrested on suspicion of Aisha Huxley's murder.

There was an anonymous tip.

It said the fugitive Aldous Clayton is none other than Folkvangr's bouncer, Rudy,

and that it was Abigail who provided him with his false identity.

Abby...

She's therefore being investigated for masterminding Aisha's murder.

B-But Lady Abigail had nothing to do with Aisha!

Abigail wrote to Aisha a week ago.

I'll see to it that you receive an invitation from the Huxleys soon.

This is my fault...

No, Connie. You did nothing wrong.

I need to do something!

I'll turn myself in.

W-Wait a moment!

Move!

I will not. Giving yourself up won't save Abby in your place.

Then what am I supposed to do?!

We're going to think of something!

Right now! All of us together!

Connie.

It is true that we have our own way of doing things.

Do you have an idea?

First, isn't there something you forgot to say?

Help me, Scarlett!

Oh, very well.

I shall save you.

Naturally, since the charges are false,

they have no evidence to definitively prove Abigail's guilt.

Our enemies will send a judge in their pocket for her trial.

Earl Kalvin Campbell is set to try the case.

In a word, he's a womanizer.

Your quintessential scumbag who's fathered children all over.

A judge like that is bound to have dirty secrets.

So...

We find out what they are first and blackmail him ourselves!

Blackmail?

In that case...

call courtesans to the Earl John Doe Ball for some drunken merrymaking!

Earl Campbell will leap at the novel entertainment! It's perfect!

No one can think up tasteless spectacles quite like you.

I see.

It's an interesting plan.

Give the signal if the worst happens.

I'll threaten him myself.

Thank you, Connie.

For giving us a chance to repay Abby.

Until a few years ago, Rebekah and I were forced to work somewhere truly awful.

It was practically a prison.

Even if we'd escaped, we had nowhere to go.

They treated us like slaves.

And then, along came Abby.

I've bought every girl in this place.

Now, let's get out of here.

That's how Abby rescued all of the girls working here.

So...

So, please, do whatever you can for her.

O-Oh, please raise your heads.

Go on now. Before Audrey catches on.

Before who does what?

Why, Audrey...

Planning how to get out of work, are you?!

I don't recall teaching you that!

This is the problem with the lot of you Abigail brought in.

You hardly pass for decent funeral flowers.

Abby isn't dead yet!

It's too soon for you to be so senile, you rotten old hag.

"Rotten" is unfair. She's a perfectly respectable old hag.

Oh, am I?!

I see you girls are as foul-mouthed as ever.

Laura, go take down the sign.

Don't we have a big party to attend?

We'll close shop for tonight and focus on cultivating new clientele.

Go make yourselves up! All of you!

Audrey...

What Abigail brings on herself is no business of mine.

But when they strike at her, they pick a fight with Folkvangr.

Listen up, girls!

Use every trick in the book to take this man for all he's worth.

Don't leave a solid bone in his body.

Why?

I did my hair for today! I had my mask specially made!

So why?!

Why doesn't anyone choose me?!

That's...

the pride of Folkvangr, Miriam the rose fairy!

My lady.

I beg your pardon.

She's here with me.

She simply won't have anyone else. Excuse us.

I lost to a man like that?!

Who are you?!

M-My sincere apologies.

Oh, dear me.

The beautiful moon has shrouded herself in clouds.

Has something happened to sadden you so?

No. At least, nothing I'd dare to speak of here.

Might I become the wind to blow your clouds away?

Perhaps you've heard that the owner of our establishment is under arrest.

When I think that I may end up on the street,

I find myself overwhelmed with worry.

Does she mean Abigail O'Brian?