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Official Profile

Age	27 (as of Percival (Light)) 28 (as of Percival (Grand) As of The Strength to Wield)
Height	180 cm
Race	Human
Hobbies	Searching for capable vassals
Likes	The rule of right, people with good disposition
Dislikes	The rule of might, people without good disposition
Final Uncap Percival is the third of three brothers born into an aristocratic family. Originally, he served as deputy commander of the Order of the Black Dragons in the Kingdom of Feendrache, but left due to certain circumstances. Since then, he went on a journey to study abroad in order to learn how to build an ideal nation. Percival is unaware of it himself but the inability to stop himself from helping those in need is a part of his nature. It is a habit of his to make up a reason to help others, and he believes that reaching out to the weak is a natural reaction for a person of noble standing. He is curt to others and serious to those he acknowledges. Character Release Percival is the third of three brothers born into an aristocratic family. Originally, he served as deputy commander of the Order of the Black Dragons in the Kingdom of Feendrache, but left due to certain circumstances. Since then, he went on a journey to study abroad in order to learn how to build an ideal nation. Percival is unaware of it himself but the inability to stop himself from helping those in need is a part of his nature. It is a habit of his to make up a reason to help others, and he believes that reaching out to the weak is a natural reaction for a person of noble standing. He is curt to others and serious to those he acknowledges. 今回、海辺の視察という名目で主人公達のバカンスに付き合い、夏の観光地で起きた大小様々なトラブルを類まれなる行動力で解決し、海辺のヒーローと化す。 Character Release Percival is the third of three brothers born into an aristocratic family. Originally, he served as deputy commander of the Order of the Black Dragons in the Kingdom of Feendrache, but left due to certain circumstances. Since then, he went on a journey to study abroad in order to learn how to build an ideal nation. Percival is unaware of it himself but the inability to stop himself from helping those in need is a part of his nature. It is a habit of his to make up a reason to help others, and he believes that reaching out to the weak is a natural reaction for a person of noble standing. He is curt to others and serious to those he acknowledges. イベント「亡国の四騎士」にて、王都フェードラッヘを巡る一連の事件の黒幕に自分の生家であるウェールズ家が関わっていることを知り、今回その真相を確かめるため帰郷することとなる。 Character Release 一国の王を志す者、兄弟の末っ子、騎士団の頼れる元副団長……と、様々な側面を見せてきたパーシヴァル。 今回は、澄み切った白を基調に、その二つ名を体現する紅を取り入れた式典用の衣装をお披露目します。 気品の溢れる印象的な装いを身に纏った彼に、その気高さを再認識することになるでしょう。 Character Release 1人目は現在開催中のイベント「理想道」でも登場しました、仲間と共に理想に向かって歩み続ける“炎帝”こと「パーシヴァル」が遂にリミテッドシリーズのSSレアキャラクターとして登場！ 属性はもちろん火属性となっています。 理想の国、そして理想の王の在り方を求め、主人公と共に諸国遊学の旅に出ていたパーシヴァルですが、アグロヴァルの要請により、ウェールズに戻って国政の補佐をすることに。 フェイトエピソードでは新たな剣と鎧を得て、理想の国造りに向けて一歩を踏み出すパーシヴァルの姿が描かれます。

Source

* This is an unofficial, amateur translation.

Age	27歳 (as of Percival (Light)) 28歳 (as of Percival (Grand) As of The Strength to Wield)
Height	180cm
Race	ヒューマン
Hobbies	有能な家臣を探すこと
Likes	王道、心根が善なる者
Dislikes	覇道、心根が悪なる者
Final Uncap 王族を輩出する上流貴族の生まれで、三兄弟の三男。元々、王都フェードラッヘにある騎士団の副団長を務めていたが、国内のゴタゴタから退団する。以来、自分の理想とする国造りを学ぶため、諸国遊学の旅に出た。 本人は無自覚だが、困っている人々を放って置けない性質で、何かと理由を付けては助けてしまう癖があり、弱者に手を差し伸べるのは人の上に立つ者として当然と考えている。 決して、口数は多くないが、自分がこれと認めた者とは、真剣に対話をする。 Character Release 王族を輩出する上流貴族の生まれで、三兄弟の三男。 元々、王都フェードラッヘにある騎士団の副団長を務めていたが、国内のゴタゴタから退団する。以来、自分の理想とする国造りを学ぶため、諸国遊学の旅に出た。 本人は無自覚だが、困っている人々を放って置けない性質で、何かと理由を付けては助けてしまう癖があり、弱者に手を差し伸べるのは人の上に立つ者として当然と考えている。 決して、口数は多くないが、自分がこれと認めた者とは、真剣に対話をする。 今回、海辺の視察という名目で主人公達のバカンスに付き合い、夏の観光地で起きた大小様々なトラブルを類まれなる行動力で解決し、海辺のヒーローと化す。 Character Release 王族を輩出する上流貴族の生まれで、三兄弟の三男。 元々、王都フェードラッヘにある騎士団の副団長を務めていたが、国内のゴタゴタから退団する。以来、自分の理想とする国造りを学ぶため、諸国遊学の旅に出た。 本人は無自覚だが、困っている人々を放って置けない性質で、何かと理由を付けては助けてしまう癖があり、弱者に手を差し伸べるのは人の上に立つ者として当然と考えている。 決して、口数は多くないが、自分がこれと認めた者とは、真剣に対話をする。 イベント「亡国の四騎士」にて、王都フェードラッヘを巡る一連の事件の黒幕に自分の生家であるウェールズ家が関わっていることを知り、今回その真相を確かめるため帰郷することとなる。 Character Release 一国の王を志す者、兄弟の末っ子、騎士団の頼れる元副団長……と、様々な側面を見せてきたパーシヴァル。 今回は、澄み切った白を基調に、その二つ名を体現する紅を取り入れた式典用の衣装をお披露目します。 気品の溢れる印象的な装いを身に纏った彼に、その気高さを再認識することになるでしょう。 Character Release 1人目は現在開催中のイベント「理想道」でも登場しました、仲間と共に理想に向かって歩み続ける“炎帝”こと「パーシヴァル」が遂にリミテッドシリーズのSSレアキャラクターとして登場！ 属性はもちろん火属性となっています。 理想の国、そして理想の王の在り方を求め、主人公と共に諸国遊学の旅に出ていたパーシヴァルですが、アグロヴァルの要請により、ウェールズに戻って国政の補佐をすることに。 フェイトエピソードでは新たな剣と鎧を得て、理想の国造りに向けて一歩を踏み出すパーシヴァルの姿が描かれます。

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Background

Percival was born to Herzeloyde and Ghamuret, both aristocrats of the House of Wales, along with two older brothers, Aglovale and Lamorak. Sharing a healthy competition with his brothers and having loving parents made for a happy childhood. It was from Herzeloyde that Percival learned to be kind and offer help to those in need.

At some point, a war broke out between two countries neighboring Percival’s home. Refugees came to Wales and the noble family offered them as much help as possible. Soon, the war worsened and trouble spilt into areas of Wales. During this time, Percival, his brothers, and his mother were travelling in a carriage when it was attacked by a pair that had been some of the refugees they had aided. His mother was killed when the carriage was flipped on its side, asking Percival to not hold grudges with the last of her strength. Her parting words were that she loved Percival and his brothers.

Years later, Aglovale inherited lordship of Wales and Lamorak became a talented wandering sorcerer, leaving Percival to follow an ancient custom of his House. Percival traveled to the Kingdom of Feendrache to become a knight. He eventually took the rank of co-deputy commander alongside his rival, Lancelot, under their leader, Siegfried.

Then, the King was murdered and the culprit was believed to be Siegfried. When his once trusted commander fled, Percival struggled with his beliefs. Though he did stay to see his order of knights reformed, Percival left once Lancelot was promoted to commander. The now former knight began to travel, learning about how a country should be run. He does so in the hope of creating his own, where even the most vulnerable people can live in peace and prosperity.

Events

• Four Knights of a Fallen Land
• A Slice of Summer
• Between Frost and Flame
• A Granblue Carol
• The Other Side of the Sky
• Welcome to Bistro Feendrache
• SIEGFRIED
• To Each His Ideal‎‎
• The Dragon Weeps before Daybreak

Special Cutscenes

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Happy Birthday Cutscenes
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1	✔	Happy birthday. Becoming one year older brings you one step closer to becoming an old timer. For us, there's no such thing as too early for fulfilling our dreams. Let's continue onwards together, (Captain). What? Of course I want to celebrate with you as well. But I haven't got you a present or anything... Huh? You want me to sing you a birthday song instead? As if I could do that! Humph. Well... I guess I could seeing as it's your birthday. Don't you dare laugh at me! Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear (Captain), happy birthday to you! Right, that's enough of that, surely! Now, get out of here!
2	✔	Happy birthday. Why do you look so surprised? I never make the same mistake, you know. I know everything my vassal likes. I got tickets to the concert you wanted to see, and even made a reservation for that restaurant you wanted to try. Humph... You're so happy you're blushing. Shall we go? Wait, let me check your forehead... You've got a fever! Sorry, but today's plans are canceled. No whining. Go to bed. Besides, I can rent out the restaurant anytime I want. Let's see, I'll make you something good to eat to make up for it. It won't taste as good, but I'll suffer no complaints. There's no making up for the concert? Well, how about I sing you a birthday song? Hey, you gagged on purpose!
3	✔	Happy birthday. This is a bit sudden, but come with me. Hm? Well, the reservations for the restaurant and concert have already been booked. You weren't able to go on your birthday last year, as I recall. What? You also made plans to hunt monsters for a mission today? Hmm... Very well. Take me with you, and we'll clear this mission in no time. Those reservations I made are for two, and I'm not about to wine and dine by myself. Come. Let's be off. Monsters turn to ash by the blade of the Lord of Flames. It doesn't take long for the mission to be completed. And finally the sun sets. Looks like we made it before the restaurant closed. It's a fair bit later than I expected... But this nighttime view is actually quite stunning. Once again, happy birthday, (Captain). May tonight delight you to your heart's content.
4	✔	Happy birthday, (Captain). This makes the fourth time we've celebrated your birthday together. I knew you were something special from the moment I met you, and to this day I still feel the same way. I can tell how much you treasure your crew by the lengths you're willing to go to protect them. As a leader myself, I've been inspired by you countless times. You're my vassal and trusted attendant, so I hope you'll continue to hold that attitude. Hm? You don't often hear me praise your ability as a captain? It goes without saying that you're a fine vassal, but your skill as a captain is no less worthy of praise. You deserve to hear it straight-out. Once again, happy birthday, (Captain). I look forward to seeing your continued growth and further achievements in the years to come. Here's to your future, (Captain). Cheers.
5	✔	Heh... Take a look outside. The water birds gathering at the lake are exquisite. This restaurant is famous not only for the food, but also for the magnificent view from its windows. It's one of my favorite places. Celebrating your birthday half-heartedly would only taint my reputation as the Lord of Flames, after all. But once I've built up my country and become a great ruler... I will have the entire country celebrating your birthday in grand style. Heh. Why do you look so embarrassed? Stand tall and just let everyone offer you their blessings. You deserve at least that much. Well then, it seems we're ready to have a toast. Happy birthday, (Captain). I wish you the very best in a new chapter of your life. Cheers.

Happy New Year Cutscenes
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1	✔	Happy New Year. I am still short on vassals... (Captain), will you still accompany me on my journey to find more?
2	✔	I'm very grateful for everything you've done for me this past year. It's hard to believe so much time has passed since we first met. We've battled fierce foes, but you've stayed by my side through thick and thin. You believe in me and trust me with your life. And for that I'm deeply grateful. So can I depend on you to serve by my side again this year? Heh... I'm counting on you, Captain.
3	✔	Look, the sun peeks over the horizon. What a sight to behold. Having perfect weather to see the first sunrise is the sign of a good start to the new year. You really looked out for me last year and met my every expectation, (Captain). It's thanks to reliable people like you that I can continue to build what I deem to be an ideal kingdom. I hope this year will be no different. Will you continue on at my side? Heh. That's what I like to hear.
4	✔	Happy New Year, (Captain). I'm delighted to be able to greet another year with you by my side. Feendrache wasn't built in a day. I intend to spend this year seeking to determine what makes an ideal kingdom. Hm? You think I ought to go into town with you? I see. By taking part in the New Year's festivities, I can broaden my views on the people and culture of the town itself. In that case, give me a moment to change into appropriate attire for New Year's.
5	✔	Happy New Year. This year, I'm planning to continue broadening my knowledge in order to someday build the country that I envision. So I'll be heading out to watch and learn the New Year's customs and traditions of this island. I've already done the necessary investigations and put together an optimal schedule for enjoying the start of a new year. Here are my plans for the day. No need to worry. I made sure to reserve some time for us to rest at a tea house. After all, it'd be a waste if you were too tired and didn't have the energy to focus on our observations. The slower we are, the harder it'll be to go around. We should hurry and finish with the preparations.

Valentine's Day Cutscenes
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1	✔	So today is Valentine's... Too bad I don't care for chocolate. Wait. Stop! Don't look at me like that. Fine, I'll take yours... But only this once, okay?
2	✔	Who is it? Oh, it's you, Captain. What are you doing visiting me so early? You wanted to be the first to give me chocolate? Humph. You'll freeze out there. Now come inside. I'll get you something warm to drink. Hm? You made it a little less sweet this year? I suppose I can reward your effort. I'll let you try my special tea. Now we'll just wait for the water to boil. While we wait, how about we ask each other questions to get to know each other better? What's wrong? It's all in good fun. Ahem, I'll go first...
3	✔	Are you ready? Then let us begin our inspection of the town. Hm, I see that you're shivering, (Captain). It's because you're going out into the cold so lightly dressed. You just bought those clothes? Humph. You should dress appropriately to suit your surroundings. It won't do to have you catch a cold in that. I'm going to heat things up a bit. Stand back. Cupping the tip of his sword in his hand, Percival produces a crimson flame. Good. It appears your shivers have stopped. Hm? Are you giving me a Valentine's Day gift? Then I'll accept it with sincerest appreciation. I'd rather not have the heat melt these chocolates and ruin the taste. I shall consume them with haste.
4	✔	It's gotten quite late... (Captain) wanted to meet with me, but I'm sure the captain has already left by now. Urgent business or not, it grieves me that I couldn't keep my promise. I'll have to apologize to the captain tomorrow. Hm... Who is that standing outside my room? Oh, why if it isn't (Captain)! Valentine's chocolates? Were you waiting here all this time just to give them to me? Humph... How foolish. It's freezing out here. Hurry up and come inside. I'll fix you something warm to drink. I can't have you catching a cold because of me. Oh, I forgot to show my appreciation for your thoughtful gift. Thank you for the chocolates. I'll try one now.
5	✔	There you are... It's cold outside, so hurry up and come inside my room. Perfect timing—I just made some tea. This should warm you up. Hm? I see... So you really did come to deliver this box of chocolates. Your faithfulness in delivering a gift to me every single year has earned my respect. I gladly accept it. Well then. Since you've come all this way, stay for as long as you like. They're all to my tastes, but there are plenty of books and plays available for you to read, or board games if that's what you want. Rest assured. I've reserved the entire day for you, so there shouldn't be any setbacks like last year. Now, tell me what you'd like to do.

White Day Cutscenes
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1	✔	I don't know why you look so surprised. I did say I'm not one for sweets, but that doesn't make me some ungrateful monster. Here, take this. Your dissatisfied face says it all. You're accusing me of giving you the same thing I gave everyone else, aren't you? Don't be ridiculous. You've always been there for me, (Captain). For the last time, your present is more special than the others.
2	✔	After completing a mission, (Captain) and the crew are finishing up a meeting on the deck of the airship. Good job today, everyone. I'm sure you're all exhausted, so be sure to get some sleep. By the way, (Captain), do you have a minute? It's not much, but I just wanted to express my thanks to you with this gift. And don't worry. This year I had something specially made for you. Hm? What's with that face? Wait! Why are you leaving? I command you to tell me why! I see. You make a valid point. It might seem like favoritism to give you something special so publicly. If that's the case, it's fine now, right? It's just the two of us. Go ahead, take it.
3	✔	Are you there, (Captain)? I came to talk to you about White Day. Hm? Your arm is wrapped in bandages... Did you get hurt? So you were injured by a monster that snuck aboard? Make sure you get enough rest to heal properly. As for the matter of why I came here, I have a present to give to you. Ah, but you won't be able to open it with only one good hand. I'll do the honors. It's fine. All would be lost if you dropped it and ruined what's inside. Here. Have a taste. Delicious? Of course they are. It's a collection of superior pieces handpicked by myself. Still, it's quite rare that I would be the one to be taking care of you, (Captain). You have no confidence in your non-dominant hand? Are you really that clumsy with it?
4	✔	There you are, (Captain). I heard you were out on a mission, and from the looks of things it was a success. No, I wasn't waiting. I was simply on patrol making sure my vassals were fulfilling their duties, and I lost track of time. And besides, if anything were to happen while you were away, it would bring dishonor upon the name of the Lord of Flame. Now then, I've droned on long enough... Today is White Day, correct? Here's a thank-you for the sweets you gave me the other day. Please enjoy them. And splendid work on that mission. Your diligence benefits each and every one of us, so you deserve a heartfelt reward.
5	✔	Thanks for taking out the time for me today. I'm sure you're already aware, but I've come to return the favor from the other day. Here. Take this. Needless to say, I had these sweets specially made for you. By the way, (Captain)—do you happen to have some time now? I thought it would be rather dull if I just gave you the sweets, so I prepared tickets to a concert. If you're free, I'd like us to go see it together. Heh... I see. Then I'll wait here while you get ready.
Gift		Light Cookies

Trick or Treat Cutscenes
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1	✔	Trick or treat? I think I'll pass on both. Um... What does that look mean? Hold on... You can't force me to wear a costume! Hey, quit it! This is embarrassing! All right, all right! I'll wear the ears, but that's it! You have to compromise with me here!
2	✔	It seems Halloween's come around again... What are these ears doing on my desk? Hm? Oh, Captain, your timing's perfect. I hate to tell you this, but I only promised to wear these ears last year. As for this year— Hey... What are you hiding in your hand? What? You've got to be kidding! There's no way I'm going for this! Making that face and shaking your tail won't work! Wait! Don't call the kiddies in here! That's not fair!
3	✔	Hmm... Nothing peculiar placed on my desk this year... I've been on edge since it's Halloween, but tonight has passed with nary a peep. (Captain)... Tch... Again with those fake ears and tail. If you've got something to say to me, then just say it! I see you've also added paw gloves to the ensemble. You want me to put them on again? What exactly are you scheming against me this year! With an impish smile, (Captain) slips on a paw glove and gives Percival's scabbard a screeching scratch. Ugh... Fine. I'll wear them. Just this once... But don't get any wrong ideas. I just couldn't bear the sound of that scratching anymore.
4	✔	Humph... I see you've brought yet another new costume piece. Every year you show up with fake ears, a fake tail, and paw gloves. It's practically a Halloween tradition at this point. But this year is different. I refuse to let you talk me into wearing them! Year after year I tell you "just this once", but you never listen! Just kidding. Come on now, hand over those fangs. Heh. Surprised? A good sense of humor is vital to a proper ruler. Now you want me to... howl? Stop that! I don't need to hear an example! Actually, hold on, (Captain). You call that a howl? What's the point of the costume if you can't even produce a proper howl? I'll show you how it's done. Awooooo... Awooooooo... Awooo! Gasp! Ngh... How did I end up playing along! Hey, don't call the kiddies in here!
5	✔	Heh... I see you've come to make me wear another one of your eccentric costumes. You certainly don't know your place even in front of your future king, do you? Stop wasting time and just hand over the costume. I wouldn't want any kids crying because I refused to put it on. What? This year it's not a costume but a tricks tournament? Wait, I didn't agree to joining anything of the sort! Stop shooting that water gun! You're going to get my clothes wet! Fine, I'll drop by the tournament after. So stop aiming the water gun at my hair!

Happy Holidays Cutscenes
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1	✔	Ah, the holiday season. As a child, my siblings and I would celebrate together. I remember those times well. My word! I haven't seen this many people celebrating since my days with the order. I suppose it doesn't hurt to enjoy yourself every once in a while, though.
2	✔	Hm, have I caught a cold? Maybe I'll skip the festivities tonight and have a quiet evening to myself. Oh, is that you, Captain? What is it? It's not good to be alone? Wait! Don't come any closer! No! I mean, you'll catch my cold! Just listen to me! Hm? You'll stay and take care of me? But you promised to go see the night sky with everyone. I'll be fine, so hurry up and go. You're pretty stubborn, you know that? Fine, you can stay, but when I'm better, I'll show you a night sky like you've never seen.
3	✔	Humph. This has become quite the blizzard. Everything was in place for a most picturesque night until the capricious whims of nature had to go and spoil it all. Heh, it's just like you to always be optimistic. If you'd like, we can go out another time. The weather is unfortunate, but this food is first-rate. Let's enjoy ourselves with this bounty. What comes to mind on a night like this? Hmm, I guess I could share some memories with you. There was a snowstorm a long time ago, just like the one we're having tonight. Mother read a story to me and my brothers. We were so absorbed in the story that we threw tantrums and pestered Mother to continue... Heh... What a thing to remember. Now I'd like to hear one of your memories.
4	✔	Enjoying five-star cuisine created by a top-ranking chef, all while surveying the breathtaking night view outside... I can't think of a better way to spend the holidays. Oh, a shooting star. I just caught a glimpse of one by that mountain over yonder. Heh. Put my hands together and make a wish, you say? Very well. I suppose it wouldn't hurt. I wish that I would continue to meet suitable vassals. What's that? You spotted another shooting star? And you want me to make another wish? Well, if you insist. I wish that all skydwellers would be able to spend the holidays with those dear to them. You think the scale of my wish is too large? But that's exactly what wishes are for—the grander, the better. I've already been blessed with precious vassals such as yourself, so I thought it only right to wish for the happiness of others. By the way—what was your wish, (Captain)? Care to share it with me?
5	✔	It was supposed to be the perfect holy night with us enjoying a scrumptious dinner cooked by a top-rate chef, over a beautiful view of the snow-laden town... If only I didn't make a mistake in the arrangements for our carriage ride home. I had arranged for someone I know to come, but it's my fault for neglecting to make the final confirmations. I apologize. Hm? What are you doing, gathering all that snow? Oho, I see. A tiny snowman, huh? Clever of you to use leaves to recreate my hairstyle. I suppose I'll give it a try too. Percival swiftly makes a figure out of snow. He trims a leaf into the shape of Vyrn and puts it on the figure's shoulder. Hmph... How's that? Since we're waiting for the carriage to arrive, I guess we might as well make the rest of the crew too.

Fate Episodes

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From the Ground Up

Percival officially succeeds the east district. Aglovale explains that he dispatched his brother to the small province—largely populated by working-class families—so the young lord could turn his compassion for the underprivileged into action.

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After receiving a letter from his eldest brother, Percival journeys back to his hometown of Wales.

Beneath the fine vaulted ceilings of Wales Castle, Aglovale explains that, between state governance and dealing with the cabal, his attentions have been stretched to breaking point.

Percival agrees to take over management of the east district, at least until Aglovale has managed to pick through the tangled spider's web left by the cabal's workings.

The two brothers travel to the east district to officiate the succession.

Noble: What an honor it is to host not only my lord Percival, but also your most excellent highness. I hope the journey was not too tiresome?

Aglovale: Not as tiresome as the writs of succession I'd have needed to pen, had I not come in person. In any case, I have business at a family villa which stands nearby.

Noble: Well, I am honored nonetheless. And my lord Percival—all of Wales rejoices at your safe...

Noble: ...!
Forgive me. I was so taken by your magnificence, words escaped me. I see you've acquired a new suit of armor.

Percival: Yes. By a strange circumstance.

He explains.

Days earlier, Percival had been in pursuit of a fleet-footed Harvin, when he fell into a large hole behind the castle.

There, he met Cath Palug—a silver-haired beast also known as "the demoncat of Wales."

This creature had formed a pact with Percival's forefathers generations ago. Now, to execute its terms, it proposed a test for the young lord...

Cath Palug: How do you wish to build your country?

Percival: I wish to build up a country where the lives of all citizens are equal. A peaceful place where even the weak can live securely.

Percival: I understand that this will not be an easy task. By attempting to save everyone at once, I could end up endangering others.

Percival: That is why I have vassals whom I can trust will help me reach my ideal. We swore to work together to make it a reality.

Cath Palug felt deep into Percival's mind, seeking like a surgeon for any infirmities in his will or thinking.

Finding none, it declared the trial conquered, rendering unto Percival a new sword and suit of armor.

Cath Palug: This is a special sword that will enhance your flames. Without proper control its fire will consume even its wielder—however, that should not be a problem for you.

Cath Palug: May you always keep the noble flame in your heart alight, Percival, Lord of Flames.

Percival: This armor is forged proof of my will. One day, my ideals will be as solid as the cloth and metal you see before you.

Aglovale: (Still on his ideals...)

Noble: I do not doubt it. And it is only right that so fine a raiment should bedeck so grand a lord.

Niceties over with, the men set about formalizing Percival's inheritance of the east district. The noble wraps up with a quick rundown of the jurisdiction.

Noble: And so concludes my briefing. Are there any other points you'd like to discuss?

Percival: No, but many I should like to see. A journey to the district will tell me what a library of words cannot.

Noble: Lord Percival, pardon my boldness, but... You may not find the east district to your liking.

Percival: What do you mean by that?

Noble: Well, it really isn't the most affluent of communities...

Aglovale: Enough. You waste your breath, speaking to Percival of this matter. It was I who gave him the post.

Aglovale: My lord, I can see your mind. You wonder why, of all our territories, I dispatched him to the east district—poor in land, in treasure, and in influence.

Aglovale: "Is this not a mark of the king's displeasure?" you postulate. Have I not banished him to the marches of Wales because I do not trust him?

Noble: Y-your Highness, I do confess...

Percival: Brother. There is no need to speak daggers—

Aglovale: Hold your tongue and listen.

Aglovale: First, we must consider prudence. The larger the province, the longer it takes to ensure a smooth succession. Mistakes become more costly.

Aglovale: But I did not send my brother here to avoid cost.

Aglovale: Percival has aspirations. Ideals that stand in contrast to mine. He believes nations are raised from the ground up—not through great power, but through the small efforts of ordinary people.

Aglovale: Do you see now? My brother is not here because I despaired of him. He is here because I have faith in him.

Percival: ...!

Noble: Forgive me, your highness. I was too blind to see the grace and wisdom that lay behind your—

Aglovale: There is no need for apologies. Your thoughts only went where logic led them.

Aglovale: But Percival is the sort of man who would wade through mud to save a pair of drowning sisters.

Aglovale: Unlike you and I, he is not ruled by logic. Obstinance, yes. Compassion as well—perhaps too much of it. And virtue above all.

Aglovale: As for the east district, he shall polish this lump of coal into a diamond. I swear it upon my honor as king.

Noble: Well then. I swallow my words and wait with bated breath.

Percival: ...

The noble's smile widens so the apples of his cheeks rise, nearly consuming his eyes. But Percival, feeling the weight of his responsibilities, only tightens his lips.

After this interlude, Percival and Aglovale journey by carriage to a family villa within a cannon's shot of the east district.

Percival looks at his brother, who sits facing him, and opens his mouth.

Percival: Brother. Something you said earlier has lodged in my mind...

Aglovale: You were surprised to hear that I have faith in you.

Percival: Yes. Did you not think me green?

Aglovale: So I did and still do. As green as a newly planted sapling—its boughs bearing promise, but no fruit.

Aglovale: I spoke to pressure you. If you fail here, you shall render your king and brother a liar.

Percival: ...

Aglovale: I hope you are not cracking already. There are many other lands and responsibilities I mean to lay on you—once you have proven yourself.

Percival: When I received this gear, I swore to build a kingdom out of dreams. All toils seem small next to that.

Percival contemplates the sword beside him, which has the shape, light, and life of fire, all without burning.

Aglovale turns from his brother toward the window, where the east district scrolls by like images on a film reel.

Aglovale: You surveyed these lands before our conference. Did you form any new impressions, walking amongst the people?

Percival: ...

Percival: This is a good town. Its folk seem industrious and content in their labors.

Percival: But forgive me if I say it is not in line with my ideals.

Aglovale: Oh? In what way?

Percival: I have found that the living conditions on either side of a river, or even a street, are as different as fire and ice.

Percival: It is a testament to your strong leadership that peace may reign alongside this inequality.

Percival: But do the lower classes not deserve better? Why should any hard-working man sleep on a pallet of straw, while his neighbor couches on a bed of silk?

Aglovale: I see.

Aglovale: Then how do you propose to alter this town, so that it comes closer to your ideals?

Percival withdraws into himself, questing for the right words. Then he says...

Percival: Servants are created, not born. I will find the fetters binding the lower classes to their station—and sever them.

Percival: In time, I intend to make Wales a country where all live free of want, regardless of birth or profession.

Aglovale: Do you deny my philosophy, then? My way of ruling?

Percival: No. The same mountain may be climbed by many paths, and one nation may be raised by many minds. You have laid a strong foundation for me, Brother.

Percival: Wales is a mighty kingdom. Ask any of my vassals, and they will say as much.

Aglovale: Why mention your vassals? Can you not form your own views without borrowing the eyes of others?

Percival: One man does not make a country. And how can a king expect to win the approval of his subjects, if he cannot even win the approval of his friends?

Percival: My vassals have freely given me their service. I must repay their trust by making this world a better home for us all.

This time, Aglovale falls silent.

Aglovale: (He does not think it the duty of vassals to obey their king without question. In that, as in many other things, my brother and I differ.)

Aglovale: You have made clear your thoughts.

Aglovale: Now turn them into action. Show the people of Wales that you are more than a silver tongue.

Percival: I shall.

Aglovale: (I fear this issue Percival combats is too large for mortal minds.)

Aglovale: (Yet he looks the giant in the eye and does not shrink. From what well does he draw this willpower? Through his actions here, I mean to discover the answer.)

Percival: Hm? Brother, look!

Percival surges toward the window, as excited as a child.

Percival: The sisters from the river. They must be well. See how the younger one has grown.

Aglovale: ...

Aglovale: Stop the carriage.

The coachman obeys.

Percival: What is the matter?

Aglovale: I cannot doze while being jostled about like old luggage.

Aglovale: It is time I took some rest. If you do not mean to sleep yourself, I suggest you walk about town.

Percival: Are you not in haste? Your afternoon appointments...

Aglovale: Not so much haste that I cannot stay for the winking of an eye. Would you deprive me of that, Brother?

Percival: No, I... I am in your debt.

Percival disembarks from the carriage.

Seeing him, the sisters dash over, joy twinkling in their eyes.

Aglovale: (I have conferred this plot wholly unto him. Now it is his part to garden it as he will.)

Aglovale watches from the window, mulling over his brother's valor? Hubris? Foolhardiness? He cannot yet decide.

But, at last, seeing the garden of smiles blooming around Percival, he thinks, "No ignorance could spark so much light."

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All in Good Time

While strolling in an east district town, Percival is impressed by a carpenter's son who aspires to be a doctor. But, to his bewilderment, both the boy and his father express doubts that this dream will ever come to pass, despite there being system of scholarly grants.

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All the while Percival keeps one eye on the affairs of the east district, he keeps the other peeled for clues about the cabal.

Not long before he succeeded the territory, he and Aglovale discovered that their middle brother, Lamorak, was himself a member of the organization.

This information rivets Percival to Wales, where he means to further assist Aglovale with investigations.

But the Grandcypher's journey cannot wait, and the young lord is forced to bid farewell to (Captain) and the crew.

He has little time to feel this loss though. His days brim over with the business of governance and detective work. When not writing or reading, he is speaking, interrogating.

Today—yet another conference with the noble. Having just survived this ordeal, Percival strolls by a river in town, letting its soft burble wash his mind of words.

???: Waaah!

Percival: ...!
What is it?

???: Owie! Waaah!

Following the sound to its source, he discovers a ring of children. In their midst, with wooden crates scattered all around her, a girl sits sobbing on the ground.

She cradles a leg, which is drawn up, its scraped knee slowly weeping thin dribbles of blood.

Percival: (She must have fallen while playing. I had better tend to her—)

Boy: You okay? What happened here?

Girl: Sniff... Sniffle... I was running... And then I slipped...

Boy: Man... You got scraped up pretty bad. Wait just a sec. First, I'm gonna boop some disinfectant into this cotton pad. Then, I'm gonna...

With deft movements, the boy treats the injury.

Percival: (Young, but with a level head on his shoulders. He did not blanch at the sight of blood and evinces a strong understanding of medicine.)

Boy: That should do it! I'm guessing it still stings, but can you move your leg all right?

Girl: Yep! It's good as new. Thanks, Doctor!

Boy: Hold on. Before you go, gotta run a few more checks. Mind holding out your wrist and wiggling it back and forth? Yeah, just like that. Anything hurt?

Girl: Nuh-uh! Feels one-hundred percent fine!

Boy: Perf. That means you don't got any sprains. Next, I gotta lay some medical advice on you. Uh...

Boy: Oh, right. No intense exercise if you've hit your head. And if you start feeling dizzy or funny, go straight to a clinic. Got it?

Girl: Uh-huh! Anything you say, Doctor!

The girl leaps to her feet, lively as a wild colt. With the other children, she gathers up the crates, heaps them in short stacks out of the way of traffic, and then dashes off.

Left alone, the boy who had treated her wounds perches himself on one of the box piles. He slings a bag from his shoulder and withdraws a book, two or three times thicker than his own arm.

Percival: (Is that a medical tome? From what I can see, the subject matter is dense—opaque even to adult minds.)

Percival: Hm...

Percival walks up to the boy, whose head, at this point, is completely engulfed by the monstrous primer.

Percival: You there.

Boy: Huh? Me? C-can I help you?

Percival: I watched as you tended to that girl earlier. 'Tis rare to see one of so few years and such sober judgement.

Percival: Your ministrations were swift and precise. You even bent an eye toward the future, checking for sprains and head injuries.

Percival: You must have toiled much to reap such knowledge.

Boy: Oh... Heh...

Boy: That was baby stuff. Just wait 'til I'm a real doctor! I'm gonna be doing operations and researching meds and... And saving lives!

Percival: I doubt not that.

Boy: You know... Two years ago, my mom passed. Before she went, I made her a promise.

Boy: I told her I was gonna grow up to be a super doc—that I'd find the cure to whatever was eating at her.

Boy: I got this book from the old guy over at the used bookstore. It's so ancient, it was written before my mom's disease was even discovered.

Boy: Still, it's got a lot to say. And for a doctor, the more info, the better, right?

Percival: Then you have worked yourself to the bone in honor of your mother?

Boy: Mm-hm!

In a blink, the boy's face darkens, as if someone had flipped a light switch.

Boy: But I'm worried—

???: Hey! Whatcha doing out here?

Boy: Dad!

Father: I thought I told you: every time you leave the house, write me a note! You have any idea how worried I—huh?

Father: Holy mortar of—Lord Percival! H-has this little goofball been bothering you?

Percival: No. Rather, he has been sharing with me his aspirations for the future. You must be proud to have such a son.

The father smiles a tight, crooked smile.

Father: Yeah, it's a sweet little dream. Too bad it won't come true, eh?

Percival: Why do you say that?

Father: Don't get me wrong. I want my boy to have it all. What dad wouldn't? But to climb that social ladder, you need the learning...

Father: And to get the learning, you need the coin. More coin than our humble family of carpenters has seen in ten generations.

Percival: But my brother has instated a system of grants, ensuring families in need shall never want for an education.

Percival: Surely, if you tap into this resource, it will only be a matter of time until your son acquires his license...

Father: Oh, sure, sure. I know all about the grants.

Father: But they're meant for kids with a little more breeding. Not for our sweet little mutt, if you get what I'm saying.

Percival: No. I do not "get what you are saying."

Father: Well, uh... A coat of arms ain't the only mark of a good pedigree. Even among just us common folk, we got status.

Father: We're the lowest of the low, ya know? Manual laborers. These rough hands ain't got no business handling a scalpel.

For two heartbeats, Percival considers how to answer. There seem no words that can crack the face of this serene resignation. Then...

Percival: Boy. Have you anything to say?

Boy: Huh? Me?

Percival: Yes. Do you think your dream is unattainable?

Boy: ...

Boy: Look, uh... Making good on my promise with Mom... It means the world to me.

Boy: But somewhere, deep in my gut, I feel it. When I grow up, I'm gonna be a carpenter like my dad.

Percival: (I see...)

Percival: (Indeed, it has long been the custom for children to carry on the family business. Particularly here in the countryside, where no change comes to uproot old ideas.)

Percival: (But there is some other force at work, setting its will against that of the boy and his father...)

Percival studies the faces of the parent and child, as if their features formed a map that could point him to the source of their despair.

All in Good Time: Scene 2

In conversation with the east district noble, Percival learns that few households utilize the system of grants, likely because the people of Wales tend only to trust skilled professionals from illustrious families. He determines not to let this trend hinder the nation's youth any longer.

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The next day, Percival receives his usual briefing at the family villa.

Noble: All the land taxes have been collected. This year was a bountiful one, and hardly a household failed to pay its dues.

Percival: So I have heard from the farmers.

Noble: Ah, yes. You've been much about the east district, foregoing what little leisure your schedule allows. It's all the people talk about lately.

Percival: The east district is now my duty, and as such, sits foremost in my thoughts.

During this idle exchange of words, Percival's mind is busy, recreating the scene by the river.

Percival: Might I posit a hypothetical to you? A scholar's game, if you will.

Noble: Of course.

Percival: If you were to see a child from the lower classes aiming to become a physician, what would you think?

Noble: A physician?

Several seconds tick by as the noble hunts for the right words.

Noble: Well... First, you must understand that I am no doctor myself and therefore cannot speak with any certainty.

Noble: But at the very least, I have never heard of a baseborn child with such ambitions. I'd be quite surprised if he or she could achieve them.

Percival: Is it a matter of lineage? Surely, it is not one of money. You know as well as I do that my brother offers grants.

Noble: Yes... He may offer them... But whether the people take him up on that offer is a different case altogether.

Noble: In these times, only a child of rare mettle would stretch for that aid.

Percival: Why? What makes the threshold so high?

Noble: Let us pretend this hypothetical child has managed to receive a grant. Not only that, she has done well in her studies and earned her physician's license. But that is not the end of the story.

Noble: After all, doctors are the gatekeepers between life and death.

Noble: If you saw the shadow of the reaper, would you go to a doctor of no name? Or would you turn to one from a medical family of high renown? Most would choose the latter.

Percival: ('Tis true that often name, and not merit, begets reputation...)

Noble: My lord, may I now ask you a question? Why the sudden interest?

Percival: I saw a boy the other day. Studying on his own to become a physician.

Percival: He comes from a long line of carpenters. His own father holds his ambition to be as unattainable as a castle built of clouds.

Noble: Hm... I see.

Percival: (I believe I have discovered the fetters which hinder the boy and his father.)

Percival: (In the currents of this country, lineage has long acted as a buoyant force. But now I see that even as it has raised some to prominence, it has dragged others to obscurity.)

Percival: (Class, like all barriers, creates order at the cost of freedom.)

Percival: Might I put another riddle to you? What if this boy I mentioned, knowing that all odds were against him, yet pursued his ambitions? What would you do?

The noble considers this for the space of several blinks.

Noble: Well, I can speak only for myself, but... If circumstances allowed, I would wish to support the boy.

Noble: Still, it is a steep and thorny path he must take. I wonder if he'll have the willpower to stay his course—once he sets out and gets a hard look at reality.

Percival: ...

Percival: (Walls we can see test the strength of our limbs. But those unseen are harder to topple⁠—for they test the strength of our minds.)

Percival: (But this barrier must come down—and soon. I will not allow its shadow to stunt the promise of our youth any longer.)

Percival: My lord. I have a favor to ask of you.

At first, the noble is taken aback by Percival's request. But after gathering his scattered thoughts, he agrees to everything with a genuine smile.

All in Good Time: Scene 3

Percival introduces the carpenter's son to the east district noble and a highly regarded local doctor, eventually convincing the two that adults and their hardheaded beliefs were robbing children of their futures. His audience, abashed, pledge their services, both to the boy and to Percival, who has shared his own dream of raising a nation where no one is oppressed.

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Boy: Whoa... This place is humungo!

A couple days later, Percival travels to the noble's manor, accompanied by the boy from the river. In the parlor, the child tiptoes around, as if all the glittering finery were made of glass.

There is a knock at the door.

Noble: I apologize for the delay, Lord Percival.

Noble: Now, without further ado, might I present to you the most highly regarded doctor in the region?

Doctor: It's an honor to meet you, Lord Percival.

Percival: The honor is mine. I hope you have not had a hard journey.

Doctor: Not at all. Now, what can this lowly clinician do for a lofty lord?

Percival: There is someone I would like to introduce you to.

Percival: Step forward. Hold your head high. You have nothing to be afraid of.

Boy: Um, o-okay...

Boy: (Dude, this guy's a medical giant. What do I even say to him?)

The doctor turns toward the flustered boy.

Noble: Is this the young hopeful I've heard so much about?

Percival: Yes. He has taught himself medicine and practices this art on his peers.

Doctor: I see. Hm... Quite the dusty old tome you've got there, young man.

Doctor: Do you lug that brick around everywhere? That's some dedication.

Boy: I... Uh...

Percival: Look to me no further. I laid the path before your feet, but you yourself must walk it.

Percival: If you mean to ever reach your dream, act. Speak.

Percival: Tell this learned man about your vision for the future.

Boy: Okay!

The boy stands a little straighter and raises his face.

Boy: Ever since my mom died, all I can think about is becoming a doctor. That's why I've been reading this book.

Boy: It's tough going on my own, but Mom wouldn't want me to give up.

Doctor: That's wonderful. You know, your origin story sounds a lot like mine. Long nights, sleepy days, and a burning desire to help people.

Boy: Then... Do you think I can make it?

Doctor: With talent and passion like yours? There's no question.

Boy: But... I'm scared. Like, what if somewhere along the way, I trip up? Get something wrong? I could hurt someone.

Boy: I know this is a big ask but... Could you teach me to be a doctor? Could you teach me to save lives?

The boy doubles over in a deep bow.

Percival: (He found the courage to ask. His will is even stronger than I supposed.)

Percival: (If he fails to become a physician, all of Wales will suffer for it.)

Doctor: Please, stand up straight. Like the proud young doctor you are.

Doctor: What a disgrace I'd be to our profession if I refused to help someone with so much promise—someone who, in time, might go on to help thousands more.

Boy: Wait... Is that a yes?

Doctor: Of course it is. Ask me anything you'd like.

Boy: Thank you so much! I won't let you down!

It's decided that, that very day, the boy will accompany the doctor to his clinic for a hands-on learning experience.

Meanwhile, at the noble's behest, Percival will take his ease at the manor until they return.

Doctor: Sorry to have kept you waiting. We just finished.

As night descends like a slow curtain and lights flare to life in the rooms of the manor, the boy and the doctor make their reentrance.

Boy: Hey, Big Red! Look at this book Doc gave me!

Boy: Turns out the one I was using was pretty outta date. Doc fed me so much brain food, my noggin is stuffed!

Percival: Sounds like time well spent.

Doctor: It was a gratifying few hours for me as well. I couldn't believe how much he knew!

Doctor: Of course, there were some antiquated ideas and mismatched wires, but he responded most wonderfully to teaching.

Doctor: I could tell how serious he is about saving lives. He's going to be an amazing doctor—no doubt about it.

Percival: My mind tends the same way. That is why I introduced you two.

Doctor: Yes, and it's clear how this sparkling little gem managed to catch the eye of someone as high up as you, Lord Percival. He must come from an illustrious family.

The doctor's words cause the boy to deflate like pins stuck in a balloon.

Seeing this, Percival fixes the man with a look.

Percival: No. His father dwells in the small village by the river, where his earns his daily bread as a carpenter.

Doctor: What! Oh... How very, very unfortunate.

Percival: Why? What bearing does the profession of the father have on that of the son?

Doctor: But... My lord Percival... A carpenter...

Percival: Earlier, you were full of hope for this boy. You said he could save the lives of thousands.

Percival: Tell me, why should he not receive a grant and become a physician? Why should those thousands of lives be lost because one child does not hang a coat of arms above his door?

Doctor: ...

Percival: Think. What has really clipped this boy's wings?

Percival: My lord, you spoke of trust. 'Tis true—a name may buy trust. But, within the space of a day, has not this nameless boy already won that prize of you?

Percival: Doctor, you brought up the matter of lineage. But is not common and noble blood comprised of the same elements? If you cut us, will we not bleed the same?

Percival: No, 'tis not trust nor blood nor wealth that shoots down our children's dreams, but archaic beliefs. The narrow minds of adults.

The noble and the doctor take a moment to whip their thoughts into line.

Noble: Now that I think about it, it's shameful, isn't it?

Noble: Our king, with his own two hands, has built a bridge to higher education for all our nation's children.

Noble: But we adults, cozened by our prejudice, stand before this crossing like watchmen... allowing in only those we deem to be worthy.

Doctor: When it comes down to it, all a doctor needs is compassion. Devotion to helping others.

Doctor: Without that, not all the titles in the world could make someone a caregiver.

Percival: Yes. What matters is what runs through the mind, and not the veins.

Percival: I will make Wales a kingdom where all children, regardless of birth, may decide the course of their life.

Percival: If I cannot accomplish that, then how am I to raise a country where happiness is not a privilege for a few... but a right for all?

Noble: Happiness as a right for all...

Doctor: Every child, able to decide the course of their life...

The noble and the doctor turn and smile at one another, sharing the same beautiful vision.

Doctor: I've heard rumors of your kindness, Lord Percival. And I thought they were exaggerated... until now.

Percival: Neglect the children, and you neglect the country's future. Aglovale would say the same.

Noble: Yes, he would agree with you in principle. But in action... I do not think his highness would have gone so far for a single child.

Doctor: That's not meant as criticism, by the way. It's just that... The king thinks in terms of efficiency.

Percival: True. My brother is not one to feed the mouse before the ox.

Percival: (At last I understand why Aglovale sent me to the east district.)

Percival: (He has finished the work of reforming its government. Now I must begin the work of reforming its ideology.)

Doctor: Anyways, I'd better reexamine my own thinking first. For the sake of this doctor-to-be, if nothing else.

Noble: And I shall do the same. Though, Lord Percival, there is one last point I'd like to bring up.

A sudden coldness gusts through the noble's voice.

Noble: In the minds of men, the season of thought is slow to change—if it changes at all.

Noble: Sowing new ideas will be a formidable task. As formidable, perhaps, as controlling the weather.

Percival: I agree. Yet, have we skydwellers not shown ourselves able to adapt?

Percival: Did your own opinions not change this very afternoon?

Noble: ...

Noble: If anyone can found paradise in the Sky Realm, it's you, my lord.

Noble: You've broadened my horizons. Please, if you ever find yourself in need of assistance, accept my service.

Doctor: Mine as well. Anything to see your ideals realized.

Percival: They shall be, with the aid of such men as yourselves.

Percival takes each man's proffered hand and gives it a firm shake.

Noble: Well, to start off, why don't I help the young aspirant apply for his grant?

Doctor: And I'll speak to the father. I won't give up until we see this boy become a doctor..

Percival: Thank you. Surely, the weight of your reputations will sway his father's mind.

Boy: Wait, Big Red... Does this mean I don't hafta give up on my dream?

Percival: Yes. Apply yourself to your studies, and make your mother proud.

Boy: ...!

Boy: All right! That license is as good as mine!

Percival inclines his head at the boy, smiling faintly.

Percival: (Societies are built on a foundation of ideas. Better a nation by bettering the minds of its people.)

Percival: (It will be a massive undertaking. But, as I have seen today, high-minded ideas attract high-minded people.)

Percival: (In time, Brother, you shall witness this small town transform into the grand kingdom of my dreams.)

In one boy's quest to become a doctor, Percival has glimpsed the cure to a sickness that weakens kingdoms, nations, and empires.

It promises to be a tough journey. But like a great wildfire, the future king vows to let nothing turn him from his path.

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(主人公)、たまには旅の話を聞かせろ	(Captain), when you've time, tell me tales of your travels.
ラモラック兄上のためにも俺は導の炎を灯し続ける	Lamorak... May my light reach you.
民の意識を変えることが肝要だな	Better a nation by bettering the minds of its people.
(主人公)の顔に泥を塗るような真似は出来ん	I must not dishonor (Captain)'s name.
アグロヴァル兄上の統治は合理的で優れているな	When it comes to governance, Aglovale prizes reason above all.
ここからようやく、俺の国造りが始まる	At last, I begin the work of building a country.
己の目と耳で確かめねば真実はわからないものだ	Sometimes, one journey will teach you more than a library of words.
伝承の妖猫が、まさかこの国に実在していたとは	I would not have expected to find the demoncat living in our kingdom.
信頼する仲間が共にいる限り、俺に不可能などない	A king's greatest strength lies in his friends.
ひとつずつ、着実に事を進めなければ	Dripping water bores through stone not with strength, but perseverance.