Part 441: Maribelle A

Oy, Maribelle? Helloooooo? Where are you?

*Sigh* Oh, Gregor...

What is matter with Maribelle? Is like heavy weight is being placed on shoulders.

And tell me, how do I normally look?

Beautiful, like flower in sunshine. So beautiful that gods weep from jealousy and despair!

Oh...

What is wrong, Maribelle? You tell Gregor.

I'm upset about that last battle, all right? You had to come to my rescue. Again!

Ah, yes. Gregor is most gallant, no?

This simply will not do!

No?

Even if I wanted to be rescued by you, which, to be honest, was the case-

Oh ho!

I cannot allow myself to rely on someone who continuously breaks our army's rules. It must not and will not happen henchforth!

Er, yes. About that. Gregor is sorry he is stealing many pies from kitchen. ...And that he takes lock of Chrom's hair to sell to local gossip leaflet.

*Sigh*

Do not sigh! Gregor is actually much better than before, yes? Is because Maribelle is scolding Gregor so much that he tris harder to follow rules. Is making Gregor better soldier and allows him to be helping comrades, no? He is just not perfect yet. These things, they take time.

So it's thanks to my efforts that you're able to lend me aid?

Yes, you are understanding Gregor!

Well, I suppose that makes sense.

All right, then. I'll continue to allow you to aid me on the battlefield. And you will continue to work on obeying the rules. Are we agreed?

Muchly in the agreeing!