That would give me much joy. An opponent
[cdb]with toughness will keep me upon my toes.
You mean me? Nah, you're way tougher than I am.
Also, aren't you a queen now? I didn't realize dawn-
[cdb]to-dusk training was part of the Brigid royal regimen.
I have not become queen yet. But there is an
[cdb]understanding that it will happen.
And yes, in Brigid, royalty must have knowledge of
[cdb]fighting. I mean...we must know how to fight.
To be leading our people, a ruler must have more
[cdb]strength than any other. They must be the hardest
[cdb]to kill.
My people are expecting this of me.
So it's the toughest person calling the shots, huh?
I love it! What could possibly go wrong?
This is how it is meant to be working. But such things
[cdb]do not always go with smoothness.
Mercenaries are always seeking strength too,
[cdb]correct?
Admit she's right.
Deny her claim.
That's true. A merc lives and dies by the sword.
If you're not better than the next opponent you face,
[cdb]they'll be the last one you face.
I guess I feel that way, but I dunno that it's really true
[cdb]for every merc.
After all, chasing after the toughest opponents is a
[cdb]great way to end up in the ground.
Like you said, you wanna be the hardest person to
[cdb]kill, not the first one running headlong into danger.
Yes, dying is without productivity. But it gives me
[cdb]surprise that you do not avoid jobs of danger.
A queen must be facing any wolf who comes to her
[cdb]door, but you can have pickiness when selecting
[cdb]fights.
Depends on how much food you can put on the table
[cdb]that week. Most of us mercs barely scrape by hand to
[cdb]mouth.
End of the day, it's just business. Some mercs will take
[cdb]the coin and blow town, and some employers are
[cdb]more than happy to hang us all out to dry.
I guess you don't have a lot of sellswords in
Brigid, huh?
Correct. We do not require the selling of swords.
In Brigid, everyone is a hunter. Everyone is a fisher.
Everyone is a warrior. There is no need to be hiring
[cdb]or to be hired.
Express your admiration for that life.
Play the skeptic.
That sounds incredible. In a place like that, nobody'd
[cdb]have to risk their life just to get a bite to eat.
Your words give me great happiness. I will always
[cdb]be full of pride for Brigid.
So I guess even your farmers and carpenters can
[cdb]cut down twenty guys in a single stroke, huh?
You have it correct. Do not mess with a Brigid
[cdb]farmer and her spade!
Wait, seriously? You can do that with a spade?
I mean, a tough farmer I can see, but... You know
[cdb]what? Never mind.