Fir: No. I will not move until you understand that I am serious. Draw your sword! I have been serious about training my skills, and I will not allow you to say that it is simply for play. And I want to become stronger, so I want to learn from you.
Rutger: ...I told you that I use my sword to kill others.
Fir: Yes, I know. But my...
Rutger: If I draw my blade here, you will die. Is that your wish?
Fir: ! ...
Rutger: And you have no intention of killing me, either, do you?
Rutger: That's why I say you're just playing around.
Fir: ...I just... ...But maybe I was being rude. I should apologize when I see him next.
Fir: Rutger. Wait, please don't glare at me like that... I'm not here to fight.
Fir: But your skills are indeed impressive. I still see you as a goal to reach. I wish I could be as strong as you...
Rutger: ...Just be yourself.
Rutger: My blade is covered with blood. There is no need to see your goal in that.
Fir: ...... Someone once told me... 'All paths of the sword lead to one place.' I still have yet to find out if that's true or not, but I can say that your sword is definitely on some kind of path. But I still have much to learn.
Dayan: Rutger, you said that you fight for revenge.
Dayan: What will you do after you have your revenge?
Dayan: I am asking you... After you avenge your clan, what will you do?
Rutger: ...You have no right to know.
Dayan: Will you dedicate your life to revenge? Is that all right with you?
Rutger: You want me to just keep quiet, even after seeing my entire clan killed? ...But you have suffered the same.
Dayan: That is not what I am saying. We are men of Sacae. We must make those who desecrate our land pay. However...even if we do win this war and destroy Bern, those that we lost will still not return.
Dayan: You cannot regain what you have lost through revenge.
Rutger: I sense no hate in your sword... You just seem to blend with the air around you when you attack. Even the heaviest, strongest blades can't cut through air... Your sword would beat them all. I want to become stronger. If all paths of the sword lead to one place, then would I be able to blend with the air as you do?
Karel: ...You're from Sacae, aren't you?
Karel: I was born in Sacae as well. I grew up under the protection of Father Sky and Mother Earth. They are all that are in my sword.
Rutger: I'm not a pure Sacaean... I wouldn't be able to sense them like you can...
Karel: Was that true when you were young?
Karel: You were able to hear the sky and the earth once. Although, now it seems that your hate is covering your ears.
Rutger: ...Do you think I'll be able to hear them again once this war ends?
Karel: Of course you will. The breeze that runs through the plains... It never forgets those that it loves.
Dieck: Rutger, you all right? You don't look well.
Rutger: ...I'm having trouble sleeping.
Dieck: Is it about the leader of the Bulgar attack you saw the other day?
Rutger: ...No. Well...maybe. Even after I see him dead, my nightmares still persist. At that attack... They left only me alive... The reason was because I...didn't look like a Sacae native.
Dieck: Tough to kill someone with the same colored skin. But you do have Sacaean blood in you, don't you?
Rutger: Yes. My father's mother and my mother's father were Sacaean. Bulgar is near Bern's border, so there are a lot of mixed people there. But usually the Sacaean side is stronger in mixed childrens' appearanaces. But I... Only in me did the Bern side come out more, so I was kept alive... The people of Bulgar...they were kind to me, even though I looked different... But they...they were killed, so brutally! I must destroy Bern...! That one man isn't enough to satisfy my revenge...
Dieck: ...I thought you had some kind of burden, but now I see it clearly... Well, guess I'll go along with you.
Rutger: I have no need for sympathy!
Dieck: Come on, you know how strong I am, right? If you really want to take on Bern, then there's no better ally than me. What do you say?
Rutger: ...Suit yourself.
Dieck: And so I will. Well then, let's go, partner!