As Mozgus and his men continue their witchhunt for heretics, Farnese can't help but feel a twinge of doubt. Meanwhile, Guts unexpectedly encounters a familiar face, who brings ill tidings.
Without this mask,
دون قناع
Ohne diese Maske
wäre ich komplett verbrannt.
Sin esta máscara,
Sin esta máscara,
Si je m’expose au soleil,
mon corps se recouvre de brûlures…
Senza queste vesti,
Sem esta máscara,