"Noir..." "It is the name of an ancient fate." "Two maidens who govern death." "The peace of the newly born, their black hands protect." "Is that you, Mireille?" "It's Vanel." "I have some information." "Right, it's about that." "No, I'll tell you the details when we meet in person." "Why don't you come to my house tomorrow at noon?" "My wife wants you to visit too." "We were too late." "It's my fault." "I was checking out whom Dux had come into contact with recently." "I'd asked Vanel for information too." "And Vanel was killed for it." "Along with his entire family." "It's no use." "It's no use thinking about it." "You're right." "They tried to kill us." "Tried to kill Noir." "The first time we met was a coincidence, right?" "Tell me." "Who hired you to kill Noir?" "Would you tell?" "No." "What is your name?" "What's the point of asking?" "Neither you nor I have a grave waiting onto which to carve our names." "Vanel found a clue as to who they are." "Morning." "It's all fine and good to take care of the flowers, but they might soon turn pitch black." "Noir..." "I knew of that name too." "One of the oldest designations in our line of work." "But no one knows of its origins." "This puzzle is made up of nothing but mysterious pieces." "The piece called Noir." "Another piece, which is you." "And one more..." "I'm going to check out Vanel's old haunts." "You don't need to come." "It's so brutal, killing his entire family." "Vanel was a man with a strong sense of honor." "He still paid his respects to me, his old superior, even after he became influential." "He was quite dignified, but he was such a doting father." "He loved his son and daughter dearly." "And his wife was a fine woman too." "I know." "That family was among the rare people that I could trust." "Yes, they were." "Oh, by the way..." "About last week..." "Right, last week, he did come here, just like you said." "He suddenly showed up for the first time in two years, so I remember it well." "Did he say anything?" "No, nothing in particular..." "Come to think of it, I think he looked a little pale." "I see." "That's right!" "He left a bottle in your name." "What?" "Where is it?" "Ah, yes, here it is." "He said he wanted to share it with you next time." "Mireille, to our memories of St. Galen's Cathedral." "What memories of St. Galen's Cathedral?" "I've never even been there." "This..." "I don't know what that's about either." "Circles around the D and 5." "Triangles around the G and 7." "Vanel must have found out something really big." "He got scared, so he hid it." "Probably somewhere in St. Galen's Cathedral." "Somewhere in St. Galen's Cathedral?" "The chapel..." "And the belfry..." "The cloister..." "The monastery..." "No..." "The herb garden..." "The catacombs..." ""D"...droit..." "Right, five." "One, two," "three, four, five." "Fifth to the right." ""G" is for gauche, seventh to the left." "One, two," "three," "four, five," "six," "seven." "So you did come." "What?" "I knew I was being watched, and that you were after that." "But what we're after is you." "You're going to tell us everything about who you're taking orders from." "You think it'll be that easy?" "What's the big deal about the photocopy in that folder?" "It's very precious, more precious than anyone's life on this Earth." "You're the one who killed Vanel and his family, aren't you?" "Such were their orders." "The secret must be maintained." "They?" "Who are they?" "Do you want to know?" "I bet you do." "They are an absolute presence, but very few know much about them." "The very few, like me." "Shoot me and your key will disappear." "The man within the man." "The love within the love." "The sin within the sin." "The hermit told unto the sinner, the Soldats is with truth." "The Soldats..." "That is their name." "Our enemy." "Back in my homeland..." "In Corsica, my parents and older brother were killed." "I don't know who killed them or why." "That was the last time I ever saw this watch." "You brought this from my past." "But now, I have nothing." "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry, Mireille." "I will open the door to the past." "With my own hands, and without fail."