Secrets of the Silent Witch (2025) s01e02 Episode Script

Thank you, papa.
It's so fun!
This is fun.
This is fun!
So fun!
I took that measuring tape
with me everywhere, didn't I?
The markings even rubbed off eventually.
The world is full of numbers.
Same goes for humans.
The human body is made up
of enormous numbers.
My father always used to say that.
You must be joking!
I can't be in a room
next to this grubby commoner!
I-I'm so sorry!
I was under the impression she was
a relative of yours, Lady Isabelle.
Oh dear, oh dear. Yes, yes…
Sharing a room?
With someone I don't know?
Calm down, dearest Monica.
I'll take care of this
with the true flair of a villainous lady.
I simply cannot bear it!
Goodness. If there's anything I can do…
The attic room would be
better suited to the likes of you!
The attic room…
Is the attic room taken?
Then put her in the stables.
I couldn't care less!
Don't worry.
I'll make preparations immediately!
The villainous lady…
Wow.
So, student council treasurer,
Aaron O'Brien.
Evidence of tampering has been found
in the account books.
From what I checked,
it's happened over 30 times.
SERENDIA ACADEMY STUDENT COUNCIL
SECRETARY - ELLIOTT HOWARD
Has money from the special budget
been misused as well?
STUDENT COUNCIL SECRETARY
BRIDGET GREYHAM
Yes. We're still reviewing,
but combined with the regular budget…
GENERAL AFFAIRS OFFICER
NEIL CLAY MAYWOOD
…it might be closer to 50 occurrences.
STUDENT COUNCIL VICE PRESIDEN
CYRIL ASHLEY
You were selected for the student council
because my grandfather,
Duke Clockford, put in a recommendation.
I imagine my grandfather will lose faith
in your father after this incident.
It's fine. He'll take care of it somehow.
Him?
What?
Why can't I remember?
Do you understand?
Your foolishness will drag
the House of Count Steil through the mud.
Shut up! Shut up!
You're just a lapdog of the Duke,
royal in name only!
Tsai Daruvan Meruze.
Such insolence to His Highness
is worthy of death!
Cyril.
I acted out of turn.
Please forgive me.
Thank you for looking out for me.
Aaron.
You are hereby suspended
until a formal expulsion notice is issued.
Please reflect on your foolishness
in being outsmarted
by the mere lapdog of the Duke.
I wanted to be roommates with you so we
could have secret midnight tea parties.
But, but,
I mustn't get in the way
of your mission, dear sister!
Let me go. Let me go!
I didn't do anything!
-It wasn't me!
-Get a hold of yourself.
-You've got it all wrong.
-That's
-Lord Aaron from the House of Count Steil.
-It wasn't me. Let me go!
I've seen him at social gatherings before.
-…not me! You've got it wrong!
-The person with the brown hair is
Lord Elliott from
the House of Count Dasvy.
I don't know who
the one with silver hair is.
But since he's wearing
a student council officer badge,
I guess he comes
from a distinguished family too.
Isabelle seems better suited
to this undercover job than me.
Attention, everyone!
Lady Monica Norton is
a transfer student here.
Please introduce yourself.
I need to say something.
Stand up straight!
This is a prestigious academy
that houses the country's most elite.
Students here are expected
to demonstrate a proper sense
of decorum and cultural sophistication.
HIGH MAGE
VICTOR THORNLEE
I see.
Take your seat.
Hey.
Hey, I'm talking to you, transfer student.
I'm Lana Colette.
2ND-YEAR STUDEN
LANA COLETTE
Say, why are you wearing
your hair in braids?
I don't know any other styles.
Doesn't she have a maid?
I mean, with those shabby clothes…
Where did you grow up?
Liannack.
That's a big city on the border, isn't it?
What's trendy there?
I don't really know
about that kind of thing.
Sorry.
Hey, look.
This lipstick is the latest thing
from the royal capital.
Look at the nouveau riche baron's daughter
bragging to some country bumpkin.
She bought her title with money,
so she's totally desperate, huh?
Fine then.
Hold still.
Um…
Don't move.
Right!
That will do.
It's easy,
so you can learn to do it yourself.
I couldn't even utter
a single word to thank her.
Since the prince is
the student council president,
if I can get close
to the student council meeting room,
maybe I can see his face.
But…
It's impossible.
There are too many people.
But if I don't hurry up
and start guarding the prince…
I'm sorry!
I'll try my best!
Will this be enough for lunch?
Someplace where I can be alone…
A quiet and peaceful spot…
Better find somewhere else.
You fell right into the trap.
Is that a weapon?
No, that's my lunch.
Who on earth would put
their lunch into their pocket?
You followed us all the way
to this deserted place.
Who are you working for?
No, no, no.
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh!
Nuts?
Elliott, let go of her.
Why?
She must be an assassin
working with Aaron…
I heard there's a transfer student
in the second-year class this year.
Could it be you, by any chance?
Your name is…
Oh, yeah.
Monica Norton.
See?
She's not an assassin.
Just a baby squirrel who got lost
and wandered here by mistake.
Sorry to interrupt your lunch.
Than-Than-Thank…
Watch out!
Damn it!
Are you okay?
One, eight, four, seven, three,
seven, two, six, three, eight, five…
Damn it!
I'm taking the fall for this
all thanks to your idiot father!
Don't go blurting out
weird stuff in public again!
Are you listening?
Are you okay?
I'm Selma Karsh.
2ND-YEAR STUDEN
SELMA KARSH
I'm your class's health
committee representative.
I heard you took a fall.
Your hair is all disheveled.
Such beautiful hands…
You can return to the dorm
once you've calmed down.
Hey, how'd it go?
It's impossible.
What?
You messed up from day one, huh?
Wait.
Next time you're about to mess up, just
tamper with their memories or something.
You shouldn't use mind-manipulation
magecraft for things like that.
It can cause memory loss
or leave someone in a delirious state.
That's scary!
Well, you'll just have
to shake it off and try again.
-Yeah…
-What is it?
So many people were nice to me today.
And I still couldn't just say
"thank you" properly.
Right! Leave it to me!
No. You're not going to…
I absolutely am!
How's this?
All right, bring it on!
This is not good.
Please, Nero.
-Go back to being a cat.
-Say it.
You can say it.
Say, "Thank you."
Lord Nero is the best.
Say, "Thank you, Lord Nero."
There's someone shady over there.
You're right.
There's someone in the garden
of the boys' dormitory.
An assassin after the prince?
Should we go after them?
-Nero.
-Yeah?
I met him earlier.
Is your research finished
once these calculations are done?
I'm afraid not.
This is just a small part of it.
This research may turn out
to be pointless,
and it could be difficult
to finish it during my lifetime.
Even though you're working this hard?
Nevertheless…
I've never paid much attention
to my hairstyle before…
What's something that isn't
pointless to you, Nero?
Are we talking philosophy?
I know the word "philosophy."
I'm so clever, right?
Tell me, "Well done!"
-Yes. Very good.
-That's it!
Words of praise from you
aren't pointless to me!
It makes me feel
all warm and fuzzy inside.
Plus, it's fun to enjoy
pointless stuff too sometimes.
"Life is full of pointless things,
so why not enjoy them to the fullest?"
Dustin Gunther wrote that in his novel.
I'm already doing all I can
just to survive.
How can I enjoy something pointless…
Nevertheless,
the tougher the challenge,
the more fun it is, Monica.
I need to give myself a challenge.
Um…
Yes?
What did you do?
I wanted to do it how you did it
for me yesterday.
But here…
Thank you for yesterday!
I don't need it.
That hairstyle isn't cool anymore.
Yesterday…
The way you did it…
Would you showfff me?
Idiot, idiot, idiot!
I messed up the main point!
Okay then.
Here, take a seat.
This comb was made by
a craftsman from Anmel.
It's tastefully studded
with little gemstones…
All my stories are boring.
After all, my family is nouveau riche,
so I have nothing special to say.
I often get told
my stories are boring too.
Because I only talk about numbers.
What do you mean? That's funny.
It's funny?
Wow…
The position and angle of the braid
makes all the difference.
And the ratio of the hair gathered up…
This kind of thing isn't about numbers.
You learn it by feeling your way.
Undo it and try it again for yourself.
Even when it's so beautifully done?
If you don't do it by yourself,
you'll never learn.
Wow. Amazing.
What is Lord Howard doing here?
Why…
Running away the moment
you see someone's face…
You really are a timid little squirrel.
I'm a human.
Will you be quiet and follow me?
Sorry for calling you suddenly.
I'm Felix Arc Ridill, student council
president of Serendia Academy.
To think that person from
yesterday was the second prince…
THE KINGDOM OF RIDILL
FELIX ARC RIDILL
What a foolish way to have met, huh?
Fellow sage.
Yesterday…
When you…
Thank you very much.
Did I do something to deserve a thank you?
The nuts
and the infirmary…
Don't worry about that.
Also,
why did you sneak out of the dorm?
Dorm?
That's the first I've heard of it.
What do you mean?
I saw you last night.
From the window of my room.
It could be someone suspicious.
What did they look like?
I couldn't see his face
because of the hood,
but his build was
just like Your Highness's.
Lots of people have a similar build to me.
He had the golden ratio.
I'm good at judging the length of things
just by looking at them.
Your Highness's head has
a width-to-height ratio of one to 1.618.
It's incredibly close to the golden ratio,
which humans perceive
as the most beautiful.
Even with clothes on,
you can roughly determine
the position of their navel
by the length of their legs.
The person from last night
and Your Highness
have upper-to-lower body ratios divided
at the navel that match this golden ratio.
And what's more!
When the lower body is set as one,
the total length
of the upper and lower body combined
is in the ratio of one to 1.618.
It's like the golden ratio
was calculated perfectly.
People like this are extremely rare…
The last time I had
my measurements taken,
it was one to 1.618.
I messed up!
So you're saying what
the little squirrel is saying is true?
I found nothing though.
If Cyril hears this, he'll probably faint.
As expected,
she really is a harmless little squirrel.
If she were an assassin,
there's no way she'd do nothing
when I was alone
or run her mouth off like that.
How do you explain
the flowerpot incident then?
Um…
Maybe it just fell by chance.
It all started with the student council
treasurer interfering with the budget.
Until his expulsion process is complete,
we decided to confine him to the dorm.
Look out!
Your Highness!
Aaron hinted that there was an accomplice.
That's why we set a trap
out in the backyard.
They think I'm an assassin!
You always manage to do things in
the most unexpected way, fellow sage.
You're the accomplice, are you not?
What? No.
Then will you find the real culprit?
What?
Well?
I'll do it.
Okay.
In that case, I'll leave it to you.
You're a bodyguard, right?
Yes, yes, yes…
Isn't being treated like an assassin
a slight problem?