Lance: Ah, Wolt. I was keeping a record of this battle.
Wolt: A record?
Lance: Yes. In one of my favorite books, there is a quote from a famous general. It says, 'The most important thing in battle is information.' Therefore, I've been keeping track of who does what in which location, for both our allies and enemies. It might be of use someday.
Wolt: I see.
Lance: In the battles ahead of us, one mistake could lead us to our deaths. We must pay careful attention to every aspect of the battle under Master Roy's direction.
Lance: You are Lot, the mercenary. An axe-fighter, with much endurance.
Lot:: You... You're Lance.
Lance: You seemed to have a troubled look on your face.
Lot:: Oh... I was just thinking some things over. Actually, this is a perfect chance. Let me ask you something.
Lance: If it is something within my meager knowledge.
Lot:: All right, axes are weak against swords. This is just common sense. What I'm wondering about is why it became like that. I just don't get the evidence or physics behind it. That's what I was thinking about.
Lance: I see. Some time earlier, I asked the exact same question as you. I think I've found the answer after I looked through several books on war strategy.
Lot:: So is it...the weapon's weight?
Lance: Exactly. Because all weapons are designed bearing in mind that humans will be wielding them, it is almost inevitable that minor flaws and weaknesses would appear.
Lot:: So... It's impossible for a weapon to just make you really strong.
Lance: Right. In the past, many kinds of weapons were made, and disappeared. Among them, the sword, axe and spear remained, thus creating what is commonly known as the weapon triangle.
Lot:: I see. But wait, what about weapons like the Swordreaver?
Lance: Well, that brings us to a whole different dimension. So...
Lot:: ...Do you think the mistake was when I moved that ballista six turns ago?
Lance: Yes, I think so. Where did you learn how to play? I learned it as one of the requirements of a knight.
Lot:: There was an old war veteran living where I come from. He taught me. I couldn't find anyone to play with in the mercenary groups. But up against those who can play, it looks like I don't stand a chance.
Lance: Well, if you can point out your mistakes, that shows you have skill. I played with Alen the other day, but it was over in two turns.
Lance: ...... I honestly don't know. Well, we are outnumbered severely. The enemy can afford send out new troops all the time, while we have to be careful about losing even one troop.
Lot:: Yeah... Our starting conditions are just so different.
Lance: But Master Roy sometimes thinks of plans that are beyond my petty thoughts. He has done miraculously well in the battles so far. Under his direction, I feel like we could never lose. Master Roy will surely lead us to victory.
Lot:: I see... ...You're not the one to favor somebody just because he's your master. So if you say so, it must be true. Then I better start believing, too...in our victory, and our leader.
Lance: Ah, you must be Lady Clarine, princess of the Rigley family. I am Lance, knight of Pherae. We are honored to have someone of your stature among us. Please forgive any impudence you may have experienced so far. We are in a war, and people are uptight.
Clarine: Oh... Yes, I shall forgive that for you. Understood? This is for you, and it makes you very special! All right?
Lance: Yes, thank you, my lady. Now, let me take your hand...
Clarine: My... You have much respect for a countryside knight.
Lance: I am honored.
Clarine: O-Of course, you are still nothing compared to our knights.
Lance: You said before that I had something that the other knights do not.
Marcus: That I did.
Lance: However, I cannot see what that something is. I am but an ordinary knight. I think you see more in me than there actually is.
Marcus: I think not.
Lance: But I was in a different band of knights up until recently, so I have no idea what I can do for Master Roy...
Marcus: There, you have it.
Marcus: You have experience in other areas. The others do not.
Marcus: Master Roy will take Pherae's throne in the future. And if only Pheraeans were around him, he will grow to be a person with limited views. We need someone like you who knows other parts of the world.
Lance: Will my experience...be of use?
Marcus: You must make it so. Master Roy must grow to be an individual with diverse beliefs.
Lance: Alen, the battles will only get tougher from now on.
Alen: Yes. But it's just what I want.
Lance: Alen, I need to tell you something. It's about when we lose.
Alen: When we lose?
Lance: Right. ...If it looks like defeat would be certain, then I want you to take Master Roy and retreat. I will act as a decoy for the enemy and buy time for you.
Alen: What? But then you would be in danger.
Lance: Someone has to do it. Then it might as well be me, who has been in Pherae the shortest...
Alen: Don't be ridiculous!
Alen: If you're staying, then I will as well. I won't allow you to go off alone and commit suicide.
Lance: But you're one of a long line of knights serving the Pherae family. So you should take Master Roy and flee...
Alen: How long you've served means nothing! Then let me ask you this. Has your loyalty been less than the other knights?
Alen: Can't say it yourself? Then I'll answer for you. You're working just as hard as anybody! You've been as loyal as any of the other knights! I know that best, because I've been your partner ever since you came to Pherae!
Alen: Don't do anything stupid, Lance. You're a necessary person to both us and to Master Roy.