6th Night: Fake Santa, Caesar

Welcome to the snowy fields of the final showdown! Of course, I was the fake Santa!

(Tired Sigh)

W-What's with that sigh? A duel in a blizzard should be incredibly exciting!

Now, let me answer all your questions! I'm ready!

Why did I become Santa Claus? Why is Caesar so plump?

What kind of beauty was Cleopatra? What's the present going to be on the last day?

Everything! Everything! My swift tongue shall melt away all your anger and doubts!

Shut up, you red igloo! I've no interest in your babbling!

Igloo? Oh, those houses they make out of snow. I stand strong against adversity, so it's a good metaphor.

But are you sure you can't wait just a little? Don't you want to know the story?

No, you should learn the whole thing! It was on a starry night, when I went to Darius' castle.

He mistook me for Santa Claus, and became very happy. I had no choice but to take his things.

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Am I supposed to tell someone who's overjoyed to see Santa that they've got the wrong guy?

I could do not that, for I am Caesar. But I had no presents to give out.

So I borrowed things from Darius. So I could use them as presents, you see.

Though I did have Phantom, who just happened to be there, sign off as the buyer.

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But in the end, I was just a temporary Santa Claus. I couldn't give them what they truly wanted.

Unable to bear their sad crying, I crossed the river and the next thing I knew I was in France.

There was a very pure-hearted knight. She... No, he? No, She? Anyway, I did my work there, too.

I heard they wished to sell their old possessions and I bought everything they owned.

I was fortunate to have the funds from Darius. One of their possessions was a treasure of the French Royal family.

They begged me to return it, so I sold it back to them for ten times the price.

"Are you really a famous spy, d'Eon? Maybe the enemy just lets you go because you're cute?"

I couldn't bear to see the Queen bullying her like that. She was almost in tears.

So I went to the mountains and hid, where I found an oriental beauty plotting to assassinate an Emperor.

"This time, the Emperor shall die by my hand"

Could any man not be struck by the sight of her meditating beneath that waterfall?

Fortunately, I'm half an emperor myself. I told her I could give her good advice, and persuaded her to lend me her daggers

Enough! Silence! You're a walking fraud machine!

Humph. I'm a victim too, you know.

Everywhere I go, people call me Santa Claus!

I'm a general and a politician. You could say it's my job to live up to people's expectations.

Thus, even if I knew I was fake, I had no choice but to play the role. Though I did have fun.

By the way, do you know why they all think I'm Santa Claus? I have no idea.

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...I see. I'm forcing myself to wear this embarrassing outfit, yet you don't have to do anything for children to love you...

I have no choice but to kill you! For the sake of the world, and Santa Claus!

Hahaha! That's the true Santa Claus for you!

To be honest, I was getting tired of being mistaken for Santa Claus and having to run away!

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I'm bored, though! Nero and Caligula won't play with me!

And Cleopatra is avoiding me! How can I be Caesar if I don't cause trouble for all these lovey-dovey couples!

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Hahahaha! I guess you found me out! It's time to fight, then!

If I defeat you, I will take the presents, and become the True Santa, that's fine with me!

The throne of the rare Servant shall be mine! Now hand it over, Dark Santa!

Humph... The wind...stopped... Is this the end...of my battle?

But...it's not so bad... It was hard for me, too... After falling at the hands of the true Santa, I can finally...

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Humph.

Jump! Hahaha! That was close! The snow is so slippery!

He moves around so fast... He's like a seal on ice!

I'd prefer you called me a dancing snowman. Hmm, but I can't stop. I can't stop!

My plan to take over the role of protagonist and grab the star of glory is ruined!

But this is for the best!

The star of the festival should be a beautiful Servant, not someone like me!

Farewell Dark Santa! Farewell Reindeer! The Christmas nights are at an end, and the 25th is upon us soon!

Gather stockings, and a Christmas Eve miracle shall be yours!

...He rolled all the way home, huh? We won't be able to catch him.

But this solves the problem. The fake Santa is gone and will never deceive people again.

...True. To be honest, when I heard "fake," I was imagining a different Roman emperor.

There's another Red Saber... Someday, I'll have to settle things with her.

I-I wouldn't know. Forget it. It's for your own good.

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Fujimaru, there's one night left. There's still one Dear Santa letter.

I look forward to finding out what kind of child awaits us.