Lord Hubert, we've located what appears to be an
[cdb]enemy scouting party in the forest near our base.
This is certainly a matter of concern. We will need to
[cdb]make immediate preparations to—
But the one who located them was...Caspar.
Ah, I see. Then what of our casualties? Also, did we
[cdb]manage to capture any of the enemy?
We've three lightly wounded, including Caspar.
And I fear none were taken alive.
Heh. I suppose such things are wont to occur when
[cdb]charging headlong into the fray.
Hey, Hubert! Did you hear how I cleared out a few
[cdb]enemy spies?
I did indeed. And on top of getting several people
[cdb]injured, you failed to capture any of said spies.
Had you first called for reinforcements before leaping
[cdb]into action, that could have been avoided.
And what if they'd gotten away while we waited?
Also, didn't you say it was fine when my old man did
[cdb]the same thing before?
Reinforcements would be nothing but a hindrance to
Count Bergliez. If he could not handle something
[cdb]himself, additional soldiers would do nothing more.
Besides, he would not have suffered even the slightest
[cdb]injury in the process.
Hey, I'm barely scratched! Aw, forget it. I'll win your
[cdb]respect next time for sure!
Why do you ever insist on hurling yourself into
[cdb]danger at every opportunity?
Clearly, some of the reason lies in your desire for
[cdb]military accolades. And yet...
Let us take this most recent incident, for example.
Had you summoned reinforcements, you would likely
[cdb]have received more plaudits for it.
The capture of an enemy spy would have been a nice
[cdb]feather in your cap, as would coming home with
[cdb]fewer injured comrades.
Yeah, I don't know about all that. All I can say is that
[cdb]my gut told me to attack and I listened.
And it wasn't a terrible result, so what's the problem?
The problem is whether or not your gut continues to
[cdb]avail you.
If this instinct of yours is wrong even a single time,
[cdb]you will find a mound of dirt over your head.
Don't talk like that, Hubert! I might be aggressive,
[cdb]but I'm not angling to end up dead.
Your untimely demise would make trouble for me,
[cdb]as well. Why, just think of the critical military
[cdb]manpower I would be sacrificing.
Yet at the same time, you and your gut mucking up
[cdb]carefully-laid plans is cause for no less chagrin.
Gaaaah! You think too much, you know that?!
I mean, if you wanna make a name for yourself on
[cdb]the battlefield, you kinda have to accept the risk of
[cdb]death.
I made the choice to distinguish myself in war
[cdb]in spite of that.
But hey, you know what? If you think I'm gonna kick
[cdb]the bucket, go ahead and work that into your plans!
Ah...
Look, I know I'm your critical military manpower or
[cdb]whatever it was you said. But sometimes you've gotta
[cdb]win whether you have that manpower or not.
Like I said, I'm not aiming to get myself killed, but I
[cdb]also know there are no guarantees in battle.
Anyway, I figure that's gotta be the best way to make
[cdb]sure I don't end up being a burden for you.
Oh, it's time for training. Gotta run, Hubert!
Placing your fate into my hands, are you?
They say it is a fine line that separates the saint from
[cdb]the buffoon. How right they are. Heh.