'... because I don't like it... Yikes!

And he screamed.

With me in charge and my breath running constantly.

"I can't... I can't... I can't... I can't... I can't protect you!

I had no idea why he would say such a thing when he was supposed to have grown up with no freedom in the rich Count's house.

I didn't know, though.

There was truth there.

Undisputed, there was his truth.

So... I reached out.

That seems irreplaceable and honorable.

I gently stroked his head.

I wanted to see it.

Busy, brilliant, but dangerous, the future of this child.

And if you wish.

If only I could be in that future...

'You said it first. To protect what you want to protect. That's all. Really, that's all I've ever lived for.

Among those "things I want to protect," my master and - Rachel are all in it. "

- But because I'm a master.

As Toula did to me...... one day the Master will drop off his disciple.

My master is the foundation of the future that your disciple will make.

... so.

The fever on this face is a mistake.

I was just surprised at the growth of my apprentice...

"... you've grown (...), Jack"

I see.

Your future, as many times as you want.

I will protect.

Your future, forever.

So you can go with Phil.

- And I see.

A world of pure white on one side.

Hold the immobile girl and look up at the sky.

.......................................................................................................

.............................................................................................!

My voice will no longer reach him.

His heart has gone somewhere with Phil.

Exactly what I wanted.