1348 Ex Voto (2026) Winlator Ludashi 2.9 / Red Magic 10 Pro+ / SD8 Elite / Turnip Gen8 V28 / Ingame

Added: 2026-05-16

[00:02:26]A fine display.

[00:02:28]Feet worthy of Lancelot himself.

[00:02:30]Straight from one of your tales.

[00:02:33]>> Why do you insist we come here when all you do is mock?

[00:02:35]>> We are here to distract you from your sorrows.

[00:02:39]Besides, nightly practice balances your humors. IA mock play mine.

[00:02:46]>> I practice.

[00:02:49]I am no knight.

[00:02:51]>> No, >> no, you're more than that.

[00:02:56]>> Yet, I still hear my father's voice instructing me from the shadow of that tree, pointing out my grip, my posture.

[00:03:05]I hear him closely, even though he's with my mother.

[00:03:09]The town mourns for the loss of their lord, and I mourn for your loss.

[00:03:17]Rest your heart.

[00:03:19]It doesn't help to dwell.

[00:03:22]You'll need to be strong for the days ahead.

[00:03:25]>> Strong? How can I be? Death has grasped this land, and how can I or anyone fight death?

[00:03:37]What would your mother have said?

[00:03:41]>> That we do what we must and that I have a duty as my birthright.

[00:03:48]>> And your father >> to raise my sword and to keep fighting and to not tell my mother.

[00:04:01]So, my noble knight Arthur, will you face your end at the hand of your son?

[00:04:18]>> The truidor does not speak the lines like that. Bianca, >> I am not Bianca.

[00:04:24]I am Morrid and you are Arthur.

[00:04:28]Fight or yield.

[00:04:31]>> You will ruin as thou ask, >> you'll end up in the mud. I'm born.

[00:04:43]>> Your strikes are repetitive.

[00:04:46]What would your father?

[00:04:48]>> If your blows are parried, change your stance.

[00:04:54]predictable.

[00:05:10]You need to alter your stance.

[00:05:18]Perfect time.

[00:05:47]Perfect time. My turn to attack. Let's see you parry the I shot all my Close.

[00:06:25]>> Enough practice.

[00:06:27]Can you fight me, brave knight?

[00:06:30]>> I accept your chalice.

[00:06:35]>> Oh, Bianca, I'm so sorry. Did I hurt you?

[00:06:40]I have fallen.

[00:06:42]Become the princess of this tale.

[00:06:46]Oh my noble knight Erin, would thou aid this fair damsel to rise?

[00:06:59]>> That's not fair.

[00:07:01]>> The world is not fair.

[00:07:04]>> You'd best remember this lesson when I'm gone.

[00:07:08]>> Bianca, life in a convent, it it's not the end.

[00:07:14]Your mother wishes you My mother, who has no dowy or prospect, has no other choice than to send me away.

[00:07:24]But better these holy vestments than marry me to someone like my father.

[00:07:30]I'm glad the pestilence took him. Don't say such things.

[00:07:35]You speak as if you go to thy grave and not a nunnery.

[00:07:38]It will be safe there, far from all this death.

[00:07:43]>> Life is hard for peasants.

[00:07:47]for women nonetheless.

[00:07:50]>> Beia, but look at me.

[00:07:57]My path is not that of a princess or postulant, muddied as I am.

[00:08:05]Will you wait here while I clean and tend to this scratch?

[00:08:11]>> Does thou ask?

[00:08:28]What's happening?

[00:08:30]Did Beia make it back?

[00:08:34]I must get to the town.

[00:09:27]Huh? Huh?

[00:09:40]Huh?

[00:09:56]What up?

[00:10:01]No, no, no, no, no, no. A raid. We don't stand a chance with so many lost.

[00:10:09]It is not too late. Do not give up hope.

[00:10:28]We are too few. The pestilence.

[00:10:32]There is not enough of us left to hold off Briganti.

[00:10:35]They would seek shelter. Beia would seek shelter.

[00:11:00]What is that red smoke?

[00:11:04]There is still time. I cannot be too late. Beia, I'm coming.

[00:11:48]Stop. Don't >> murderer. You'll pay for that old boy. I'll hack it out.

[00:12:31]They set fire to the barricades all the way through here.

[00:12:46]The bell still tolls. The others must have fled to the church.