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第三关（后）

How many men have fallen before you?

(Speaking Ursine).

Of course. I will bring it back for you.

...... (Speaking Ursine)......?

No. I'm not going to Chernobog.

Rest.

You'll be safe here.

Get some rest.

How many men have fallen before me?

Drop your weapon!

Just you...?

Move and I shoot!

Shoot first. Then ask questions.

What? He... disappeared?

No... I saw your file. You're Faust, one of their leaders. Your Arts won't fool me!

I know this is just an optical trick. If I shoot, you'll still have a bolt in your head.

Wrong.

Can you predict my movements?

The two of us, lone crossbowmen. If we both pull the trigger at the same time, we both die.

What's your name?

Codename GreyThroat. When did you get behind me?

The third time you blinked.

You're pretty direct...

You've been separated from your squad. I'm not here to kill people who don't want a fight.

We're enemies.

Rhodes Island is here to save the Infected. I saw you helping them.

Those were my comrades. You're my enemy.

When did Rhodes Island hire someone so naive?

Yes, I'm naive. All I can do is follow orders. I freeze up whenever I have to make a decision for myself.

You need to be careful.

Watch your finger!

That's a single shot crossbow. If I dodge your bolt, you're dead. Don't pull that trigger.

If you only follow orders, if you rely on everyone else to tell you what to do, that can only end poorly.

Why?

Most of the sheep who blindly take orders aren't actually dependent on anyone. They just haven't started thinking for themselves...

And those who have no direction in life, they're just empty machines looking for a sense of accomplishment, and meaning.

You activate, and perform your function, you input a goal, you achieve your goal, until you consume everything around you, and you consume those you serve.

I won't.

You're inexperienced.

I saw your interaction with the Infected back there. You're doing the right thing.

Your opinion means nothing to me.

Faust, you've been avoiding the L. G. D. Even the ones who are out here on their own, you haven't shot at them. I've been watching you.

Don't take my patience for weakness. If I ambushed you, you'd be dead.

But you didn't.

You're exhausted. Take it from a crossbowman, your string is drawn too tight. It's definitely going to snap.

Take it from a crossbowman, you're too much.

You've also seen those... special Infected. We can figure this one out together.

Maybe you're right.

Wait!

But there's nothing I can do.

(He disappeared the instant he moved...? I can't figure his position!)

......hm?

Why haven't you killed me?

You didn't shoot. Neither will I.

But next time? If you don't kill me, I will kill you.

I don't want to hurt you!

That's too bad.

I guess you need someone to answer you. Without an answer, you can't understand.

Don't worry about it. Killing, dying, these are everyday facts of life. Even for Rhodes Island.

Why can't we work together to save them?

I really wish I could. But I know I can't.

Don't follow me.

You still don't know them. You don't yet have the whole picture.

...and me? There's nothing I can do anymore.

How many men have fallen because of things I did? How many men have fallen because of things I didn't do?