Sophia: Before you enter the great hall, please place your right palm on the stone and swear to it solemnly.
The girl closes her eyes and begins an emphatic prayer.
Sophia: I wish to be baptized in the water of Gnosis, and be rid of the long darkness of ignorance.
Sophia: I ask my tongue to be taken, for it has spoken mindless words, and I shall stay silent for the truth.
Sophia: I choose to leave the fragments of Matters behind me, and enter the great hall of Forms as clean as a newborn.
Sophia: I swear to let matter stay in the world of Matter, and form in the world of Forms.
Sophia: I swear to reveal no secrets. Or my heart shall be taken by the vulture, my body consumed in flames, my soul trapped in the endless wheel of birth.
Sophia: Now. Knock three times on the stone. Put on these ceremonial dresses. That'd be all.
Sophia: Remember to enter the hall from the right and leave from the left.
Sophia: You are the humblest audience here, hence not allowed to speak. Please stay quiet and keep the secrets you heard at heart.
Sophia: I will arrange your meeting with 6 after this.
Vertin: No problem. Ms. Sophia, could you give us some privacy?
Sophia: Please, enjoy. I have nothing more to say.
She walks away indifferently, as if none of them actually existed before her.
Sonetto: ...
Lilya: Vertin, are we really going to do this? That oath we have to make to enter the hall sounds vicious.
Sonetto: To stay quiet and keep the secrets.
Sonetto: It's similar to the training we once received. I can go inside on behalf of Timekeeper.
Vertin: No, I'll come with you, Sonetto.
Sonetto: But ...
Vertin: I can't sense any sign of arcane skill on this stone. The oath is more of a formality than a curse.
Ms. Radio: The warning is lifted, then?
Vertin: But when Sophia repaired the floor in front of us with her arcane skill ...
Vertin: There's no fluctuation of arcane power, either. I can't even sense the slightest signs.
Vertin: It's either a kind of arcane skills we're not able to detect ...
Vertin: Or, the moment we stepped onto this island ...
Sonetto: We've been trapped in a tremendous ritual.
Sonetto: That's to say, any arcanum used on this island is only a part of this giant flow.
Sonetto: We don't know where this flow is leading us. We know nothing about it.
Sonetto: It's too perilous, Timekeeper.
Vertin: I know, Sonetto.
Vertin: But as long as we obey their rules, we won't get into other trouble.
Vertin: The doctrine of the Apeiron is to live in solitude and seek nothing but the truth. In fact, they've never been aggressive towards us.
Lilya: Heh heh, I think of this differently.
Lilya: Think. The pure-blood arcanist community, the unknown arcanum power, and the obsession with certain knowledge or identity ... sound familiar?
Vertin: Yet we haven't spotted any traces of the Manus here.
Lilya: Tsk, Manus Vindictae is like the rat living in the gutter. I don't think they will let go such a favorable chance.
Vertin: Which means we need to find out the truth.
Sonetto: I believe in Timekeeper.
Lilya shakes her hands.
Lilya: I have zero interest in this meeting. I'll stay outside to keep a lookout. Take care.
There is no time to hesitate.
The door already lies before them.
Hands on hands, and recite the vows in mind.
Vertin: ... I wish to be baptized in the water of Gnosis, and be rid of the long darkness of ignorance.
Sonetto: ... I ask my tongue to be taken, for it has spoken mindless words, and I shall stay silent for the truth.
Vertin: ... I choose to leave the fragments of Matters behind me, and enter the great hall of Forms as clean as a newborn.
Sonetto: ... I swear to let matter stay in the world of Matter, and form in the world of Forms.
Vertin: ... I swear to reveal no secrets ...
Vertin&Sonetto: .... Or my heart shall be taken by the vulture, my body consumed in flames, my soul trapped in the endless wheel of birth.
All seats in the hall have been taken.
210: Fellow brothers, sisters. Our quest for Gnosis has suffered three unprecedented crises.
210: First was the discovery of irrational numbers, and then the creation of imaginary numbers. Last was the loss of the grand unification of different lineages.
210: The truth was buried, and history was rewritten.
210: But the Emanation is not a crisis. Instead, it's our last salvation.
210: The supreme existence has once again shown itself to us. The door to the everlasting transcendent world of Forms has opened once again!
210: As pneuma pours down, things are rewound to the world of light. Everything in the world of Matter breaks into pieces, for they are as delicate as a petal before it.
210: We, who have the honor to witness the Emanation of pneuma, have the privilege to survive the turning of the wheel of birth.
210: Because we know the truth!
210: Our survival is destined. It is the beginning of a mission to bring the unseen truth into this world!
His audience response with a round of applause. But nobody says a word.
210: Thank you.
The speaker bows in thanks and gestures towards the hall.
210: The next orator is 37, our smallest irregular prime and the brightest star of Hermes!
The applause stops.
A moment of silent reverence passes, a dedication to truth.
37: The Emanation in 1929 only lasted for two days.
37: All methods to calculate the pneuma Emanation failed. We found no pattern in the occurrence of time reversal.
37: All our efforts in the past four years have gone completely wasted.
37: That's the end of my speech.
Silence.
Long and dead silence.
Abruptly, someone starts to clap.
Sonetto: Huh!!
Order comes first, and opinion comes second.
The mission matters the most.
This is what she has been trained to believe and do.
Sonetto: Regna sereno intenso ed infinito！
210: Who did that?
210: Who broke the silence?!
The silent audience all turn their heads and stare at Sonetto.
Yet the apparition has gone.
Sonetto: ...!
Sonetto: Sorry, Timekeeper, I just ...
Vertin: Get ready to run, Sonetto.
Vertin: The Abraxases are coming.
