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With Byleth (Male) Edit

C Support Edit

B Support Edit

A Support Edit

With Byleth (Female) Edit

C Support Edit

  • Ferdinand: Hello, Professor. May I speak with you? You seem to hold Edelgard in high esteem. That is my impression, at least.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: She's a good student.
    • Choice 2: She's got a lot to learn.
  • Ferdinand:
    • Choice 1 response: Hm. She is certainly talented. No doubt about that. But I wonder... What is your opinion of me? I am quite talented too, am I not?
    • Choice 2 response: Well now! That is not what I expected you to say. You clearly have high standards.
  • Ferdinand: And what is your opinion of me? I am at least her equal, am I not? Be honest. Do not hold back. Pretend that I am just a regular person, not the scion of a noble house.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I think you two are evenly matched.
    • Choice 2: I don't want to hurt your feelings, but...
  • Ferdinand:
    • Choice 1 response: Evenly matched?! Me? With her?!
    • Choice 2 response: You think she is better than me?!
  • Ferdinand: I was just being modest before. Honestly, I have always prided myself on being superior to Edelgard. But evidently that is not your perspective. Hmm... I suppose there is only one thing to do. I must demonstrate my excellence!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That's not necessary.
    • Choice 2: I can't stop you.
  • Ferdinand:
    • Choice 1 response: Nonsense! You have entirely underestimated my abilities!
    • Choice 2 response: Precisely! You cannot stop me! I will prove that you have drastically underestimated me.
  • Ferdinand: You think I could ignore such a slight on my honour? Not likely. Come, Professor!
  • Byleth: ...

The scene shifts to a forest backdrop.

  • Ferdinand: We will begin with battle. Edelgard's skills in combat are no match for mine. I heard that, just the other day, she defeated a Demonic Beast without assistance. Well, anything Edelgard can do, I can do better—and in half the time! Professor, you can be my eyewitness and timekeeper. Here we go! Two at once? That's... Well, it will be fine.

Screen fade to black; Ferdinand tries to battle.

  • Ferdinand: Argh! I can't do it!

Byleth steps in to dispose of the Beasts.

  • Ferdinand: It seems you have saved my life. I... Thank you, Professor.

B Support Edit

  • Ferdinand: Hah! Haagh! Take that! Yaa! Aaargh!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You're fighting more intensely than usual.
    • Choice 2: What's up?
  • Ferdinand:
    • Choice 1 response: Yes. I am in a hurry.
    • Choice 2 response: Oh, you know. There is always something. It never ends. Lately, I have been feeling uneasy. Impatient.
  • Ferdinand: Edelgard claims victory after victory. She never stops. Five years ago, she ascended the throne and swept away the corrupt nobles. My father included. I always thought I would be the one to unseat him. But she did it instead—with all the ease and indifference of someone cracking an egg.
  • Ferdinand:
    • (Black Eagles route) Now, as the head of House Aegir, I serve Edelgard. I have to accept that I am her subordinate, working beneath her to unify Fódlan.
    • (other routes) She put my father under house arrest. She stripped House Aegir of its power. Rather than accepting a role as her puppet, I left. Now I fight to topple the Empire.
  • Ferdinand: The disparity between Edelgard and myself is...obvious. She never stops moving forward. Single-minded. Never wavering. But where does that leave me? Here, flailing about, going nowhere, contributing nothing...
  • Byleth: That's not true.
  • Ferdinand: But it is! That is the reality. Not once since our days at the academy, have I exceeded Edelgard's abilities. I saw her as a worthy opponent. She did not even see me as a contender. She did not even consider me at all. As the head of the noble House Aegir, I must be able to achieve results. But all my efforts have come to nothing. Results are everything. I have not shown results, so I will be stagnating here forever.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: But you have achieved results!
    • Choice 2: It's the journey, not the destination.
  • Ferdinand:
    • Choice 1 response: I appreciate your kind words, but you are wrong.
    • Choice 2 response: I appreciate that, but it is not enough to persuade me.
  • Ferdinand: I know that I have a massive wall to climb, and I must climb it alone. Even so...may I ask a favor?
  • Byleth: Yes?
  • Ferdinand: Professor, please keep an eye on my progress. I would appreciate if you were always by my side, bearing witness to my accomplishments.

A Support Edit

  • Ferdinand: Hmmm. What an interesting way of looking at life. Ah, it is you! Just at the right time.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You're working late.
    • Choice 2: The right time?
  • Ferdinand:
    • Choice 1 response: Oh, is it nighttime already? I must have gotten carried away.
  • Ferdinand: There is something I wanted to discuss. Something about you... I am starting to believe that you are a true hero. You hold the lost Crest, you wield the Sword of the Creator, and you lead everyone in battle against great enemies. Not only that, but you are a strategist. You give everyone direction, so they know what needs to be done. You do not seem particularly ambitious. And yet, you accomplish so much.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That's high praise.
    • Choice 2: That's true. I'm not ambitious.
  • Ferdinand:
    • Choice 1 response: I am not exaggerating. Everything I said is true.
    • Choice 2 response:
  • Ferdinand: I have been reading about the history of Faerghus, you know. The Kingdom's founder, Loog, the "King of Lions," had two advisors. One of them was Pan, the "undesiring strategist." According to historical records, Pan wanted nothing for himself. He devoted himself entirely to Loog. He had tremendous power, but he never seemed concerned about his legacy. So, in the old chronicles, there is hardly any mention of Pan's deeds. All that we know is that he helped Loog, his friend and leader.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: To think, someone could be so virtuous.
    • Choice 2: I've never heard of Pan.
  • Ferdinand: It is not surprising that you have never heard of him. I did not even know his name until recently. But when I watch how you conduct yourself, I feel that I am seeing the unknown deeds of Pan. It is only a thought, of course, but it makes me feel rather happy. Even if it is not in the pages of a history book, a life can be full of achievement! I know that I will never prevail over Edelgard. Even if I defeat her on the battlefield... I am what I am. Like you and this "undesiring strategist." I will do what I'm called to do, even if no mark of me remains in the history books.
  • Byleth:

S Support Edit

  • Ferdinand: It has been a long, hard road. Would you agree?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: No, not really.
    • Choice 2: It certainly has.
  • Ferdinand:
    • Choice 1 response: Haha! You cannot humor me even a little? Perhaps we can agree that every long road comes to an end.
    • Choice 2 response:
  • Ferdinand: That is when friends who have walked together must go their separate ways. You will guide Fódlan. I will return to my position as Duke Aegir. Life will go on. It must.
  • Byleth: So it seems.
  • Ferdinand: I once asked something of you. I asked you to bear witness to my achievements. But even if I achieve nothing and there is nothing left of me after I am gone... I still want you to see me.
  • Byleth: What do you mean?
  • Ferdinand: I mean that I want you to be my wife! I need you as much as I need my next breath. More, perhaps. I hope that you need me too.
  • Byleth: I understand.
  • Ferdinand: That is it? You hear noble Ferdinand von Aegir declare his love for you, and all you say is "I understand"? This is torture! Please, if you are going to refuse my proposal, simply tell me.
  • Byleth: Need isn't a strong enough word.
  • Ferdinand: I am not sure I understand...
  • Byleth: I love you, Ferdinand.
  • Ferdinand: Really?! Ah, my head is ringing with pure joy! Like a thousand bells! It is even greater than the joy of victory in battle. It is victory in life itself!
  • Byleth: ...
  • Ferdinand: Ahem. Apologies. I got a little carried away there. I am shaking... I cannot control it. It would be no exaggeration to say that my whole life, everything I have done, has led me to this moment. I am overjoyed! Oh dear, I might faint...
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'm happy too.
    • Choice 2: You look pretty unsteady.
  • Ferdinand: Give me a minute or two to regain my balance before you say anything too fantastic... Imagine, making our way through life, side by side. The whole world has taken on a rosy hue. Ah, it is no use. I cannot stay upright. Please, let me lean on your shoulder. That is better. We are as close as can be. From now on, we will lean on each other. Thank you, my love.

With Edelgard Edit

C Support Edit

  • Ferdinand: You came at just the right time, Edelgard.
  • Edelgard: Is that so...
  • Ferdinand: Yes. I have a story for you. It's about a pair of nobles, living about a hundred years after the founding of the Adrestian Empire. One was Derick von Aegir. People called him the Warrior Prime Minister. He bravely led soldiers into battle, and mowed down his enemies. And the other—
  • Edelgard: Was the emperor of the time. She wagered the throne in a duel against Derick and won. "Why don't we do what our ancestors did and have a little duel ourselves?" That's what you were going to say, but the answer is no.
  • Ferdinand: You interrupted me! The Warrior Prime Minister used a dramatic line to propose the duel, and you did not allow me to say it!
  • Edelgard: My apologies, Ferdinand.
  • Ferdinand: Well, at any rate, you were correct in surmising that I was about to challenge you. But you were rather blunt in your refusal.
  • Edelgard: Ferdinand, control yourself. When will you tire of challenging me in pointless competitions?
  • Ferdinand: I can quit now, if you insist on it. I will not challenge you again.
  • Edelgard: You expect me to believe that?
  • Ferdinand: Why do you look so surprised? Of course, it is not a valid duel unless both parties are willing. Now that you have refused outright, I must come up with some other way of getting that which I seek.
  • Edelgard: I'm afraid to ask what you could possibly mean by that...
  • Ferdinand: Only that I will find some other way of showing everyone that I am superior to you. Huh. I will write a handbill listing your accomplishments, alongside my own, more impressive accomplishments. Copyists will produce thousands of these pamphlets and distribute them far and wide. Then everyone will know about my—
  • Edelgard: This has to stop. Ugh, perhaps I should have ended things with a duel after all...

B Support Edit

  • Edelgard: Standing tall, I see...
  • Ferdinand: Edelgard, hello. What do you think of this horse? An equine marvel, no? Look how intelligent he is! You can see it in his face. Certainly much smarter than your horse.
  • Edelgard: ...
  • Ferdinand: Ah, what a lovely bloom... Behold, Edelgard! Do you see this blood-red bloom? This is much more impressive than the pale little sprigs you have there. And, as I am sure you know, redness symbolizes courage and strength.
  • Edelgard: Ferdinand. Stop. I can't believe you're wasting my time with a petty, one-sided rivalry.
  • Ferdinand: What are you complaining about? You told me not to publish my pamphlet, and I complied.
  • Edelgard: I've had enough of your foolish antics! Very well. I will grant you the duel you so desperately desire. But when I win, you must forfeit the right to bother me with your ridiculousness. Forever. Do we have a deal?
  • Ferdinand: Ah, so you will fight me after all? Wonderful! To battle, then! All right, Edelgard. Have at me.
  • Edelgard: As you wish. Hya!
  • Ferdinand: Argh... It only took you one blow... How?!
  • Edelgard: I can't afford to hold back against an opponent like you. I led with my fastest, strongest strike.
  • Ferdinand: Fastest and strongest? You're just flattering me. I have been defeated. Utterly. I cannot believe I was foolish enough to challenge such a plainly superior opponent.
  • Edelgard: The difference in our skill level is not so great as all that. If you had taken the first strike, you might have won. That's why I didn't give you the chance. I do not think talent is what separates us so much as readiness.
  • Ferdinand: I had not the faintest idea of what to expect from a real duel. I was playing, but you were not. That such an ill-prepared student would think to challenge you... It is laughable.

(Alternative, post time skip) That such an ill-prepared noble would think to challenge you... It is laughable.

  • Edelgard: Ferdinand...

A Support Edit

  • Ferdinand: Ah! A perfect balance of rich, smooth, and acidic. Coffee tastes best the day after roasting.

(Alternative, post time skip) Ah! The smell, the texture, the smooth finish. This region's tea is the finest in the world.

  • Edelgard: Hello, Ferdinand. You seem to be in a good mood.
  • Ferdinand: What is that supposed to mean?! Perhaps you expected me to hold a grudge against you after our duel. In fact, I have moved on.
  • Edelgard: Have you now? Well, I'm glad to hear it.
  • Ferdinand: I took it hard at the time, I will confess. I always thought that I equaled you in skill, or even surpassed you. But you showed me that I do not come close to matching your talents. Yet a true noble does not give up in the face of defeat. I will continue my training, and one day I will be an elite warrior. That is the path I must take, as a noble and a man of honor.
  • Edelgard: You really are in a good mood. Your determination is admirable.
  • Ferdinand: Yes. One day, I will surpass your abilities, and I will defeat you in combat.
  • Edelgard: Ferdinand... There's something I've been meaning to say to you for a while now. Honestly, I couldn't care less that you are of noble birth. Your fierce determination doesn't come from your bloodline. It's your own doing. The reason I value you and want to be friends with you is because of who you are, not who your family is.
  • Ferdinand: Hm. I have something I would like to say to you too. Certainly, we must recognize the commonfolk who strive for greatness and attain it. But for those of us born into nobility, things are more complicated. From birth, nobles must excel. If we do not, we will be forced out of our houses. This environment breeds superior individuals, and they, in turn, recreate the rigorous environment for their own children. Without that cycle, there would be no political elite guiding the world towards prosperity.
  • Edelgard: Heh, so you're saying that the kind of world I'm striving to create is wrong?
  • Ferdinand: I would not go so far as to say your way is "wrong." Just that another way might be better. If you insist upon undoing the nobility, then we must build something in its place. We can provide free education for all, and then select the highest-performing students for more intensive training and tutoring. I truly believe that people are products of their environment.
  • Edelgard: Finding a way to educate the people... Interesting. I'm impressed by how much thought you've given this. No matter what shape the world takes, I'm sure I'll always need people like you by my side. People with strong principles who will argue with me and force me to consider ideas that are contrary to my own.
  • Ferdinand: Yes, exactly! Finally, Edelgard, you appreciate how important I am to your cause!
  • Edelgard: I've always thought of you as a valued friend, Ferdinand. That's nothing new.
  • Ferdinand: Edelgard... I have to tell you something. I think now is the right time. Do you know what my ancestor Derick von Aegir said after your ancestor defeated him? He said, "You are an Imperial beauty! Please accept me as your husb-"
  • Edelgard: Halt, Ferdinand! There's a time and a place for everything...but that time is not now.

With Hubert Edit

C Support Edit

  • Ferdinand: Hm. With this idea, I may be able to get the one-up on Edelgard.
  • Hubert: This again.
  • Ferdinand: Hubert! I wish you would not sneak up on me like that.
  • Hubert: Maybe you would be more perceptive if your mind were less burdened by sedition.
  • Ferdinand: Sedition? Absurd. This is an important project.
  • Hubert: Yes, I heard. A new way to prove how superior you are to Lady Edelgard. She is not your rival, Ferdinand. She is above you. A noble, like you, ought to know his place.
  • Ferdinand: Anything is better than being a noble like you. Every time you open your mouth it's "Lady Edelgard this" or "Lady Edelgard that." Do you ever think for yourself? You follow her around like a pet. You spend all of your time fretting over her, and yet you never truly express an opinion of your own. Before you reprimand me, take a moment to consider your own failings.
  • Hubert: Your nonsense is tiresome, so I hope this will be the last time I have to remind you. Lady Edelgard is the Imperial princess. You are merely the prime minister's son.
  • Ferdinand: Yes, I understand that. But my duty is to guide her, to give frank advice when she is on the wrong course of action. That is what I strive to do, always. Thus my devotion to surpass Edelgard, so that if she needs guidance, I will be prepared for it. If you think it is tiresome to have a mind of your own, you will never be much of an advisor.
  • Hubert: Does the river of filth pouring out of your mouth ever stop flowing? Your obsession with all things superficial is disgusting. It's no use. You're hopeless. I'll take my leave.
  • Ferdinand: I have nothing more to say to you. Get out of here.

B Support Edit

  • Hubert: Show them this letter. Threaten them. Do what you must. Now, go.
  • Imperial Soldier: Yes, sir!
  • Ferdinand: Hubert, that letter. Is that what I think it was?
  • Hubert: I suppose there's no denying it.
  • Ferdinand: But Edelgard—
  • Hubert: Explicitly forbade me to send it. Yes, I know.
  • Ferdinand: I cannot believe it! You disobeyed a direct order? I thought you were her loyal aide.
  • Hubert: Unwaveringly. All that I do, I do for her. I seem to recall you expressing a similar sentiment. It is our role to guide her when she is on the wrong course of action. Is that not what you said?
  • Ferdinand: You are not supposed to do it in secret! When you disagree with your leader, you must voice your concerns directly. Otherwise, what is the point?
  • Hubert: The point is the same. Lady Edelgard's best interests are served, whether she knows it or not. She needs not trouble herself with the mundane details of my actions. Only results matter.
  • Ferdinand: You are sorely misguided! When I believe Edelgard is making a mistake, I tell her as much. Through discussing the matter, I sometimes find that I was mistaken. To skip that process, to make a decision that is not yours to make...
  • Hubert: Perhaps your advice is simply useless, then.
  • Ferdinand: Excuse me?!
  • Hubert: Listen to yourself. If I do as Lady Edelgard requires, then you tell me to be more independent. But if I tread my own path, I am misguided! I suppose the fault is mine for expecting any useful advice to come out of your mouth. Heh.
  • Ferdinand: Ugh, I have had enough of your grousing. To think, I started to believe you were a useful aide.

A Support Edit

  • Hubert: It's strange. I never thought you and I would be able to sit together and drink tea like this.
  • Ferdinand: Drink tea, you say, but that does not smell like tea. The aroma... Would that be coffee by any chance? Imported from Dagda, I believe. I do not care for it myself.
  • Hubert: Your knowledge is impressive. Although I should expect nothing less from a noble, I suppose. Lady Edelgard surpasses you in nearly every respect. But I think, when it comes to positivity, you may actually exceed her.
  • Ferdinand: Excuse me?
  • Hubert: In a way, it is merely a mask for your tactlessness. But even so, your relentless optimism... Well. Suffice it to say that it is your best quality.
  • Ferdinand: I... What?
  • Hubert: You are constantly striving to grow as a person. To seek new knowledge. To push new limits. When others get distracted or abandon their path, you never yield. In that aspect, at least, I think you are unmatched.
  • Ferdinand: Hubert... Are you all right? Do you have a cold? Or the plague? Am I hearing a deathbed confession?
  • Hubert: It was only a compliment. There's no need for such dramatic exaggeration.
  • Ferdinand: Dramatic, you say?
  • Hubert: I do my best to analyze others without emotion. Even if I find you to be a contemptible degenerate, I can still evaluate your abilities in an impartial way.
  • Ferdinand: So because you assess people without emotion, you're totally confident in your appraisals. It seems I was wrong about you.
  • Hubert: Heh. You actually understand.
  • Ferdinand: Please do not compliment me again though. I find it quite unsettling. It is like hearing a snake sing an aria. At least put it in a letter next time.
  • Hubert: In the very unlikely event that there is a next time, I promise to put it in writing.

A+ Support Edit

  • Hubert: Hello, Ferdinand. Wait—that aroma...
  • Ferdinand: Your nose is as sharp as ever, Hubert. Yes, it is a bag of fresh coffee beans.
  • Hubert: Why did you buy coffee? You said you don't care for it.
  • Ferdinand: My stance has not changed. Drab, bitter, with a muddy texture. If I have even a sip, my hands start to tremble.
  • Hubert: Rather harsh. What are you doing with it, then?
  • Ferdinand: Well, you see— Wait a moment. What is that? Is that an imported tea from the east?
  • Hubert: It is indeed. Keen eyes.
  • Ferdinand: Flaunting my favorite drink, right in front of me! And you do not even drink tea. Fiendish. It is for Edelgard, I assume?
  • Hubert: Before I answer that, I would like to know what you are doing with the coffee.
  • Ferdinand: Well, I...
  • Hubert: Is it a gift? Perhaps for someone you fancy?
  • Ferdinand: A gift, yes. For you.
  • Hubert: Hm. Who is the unlucky— Did you say for me?! This coffee is a gift for me? Have I heard you correctly?
  • Ferdinand: Yes, that is what I said. A noble does not go back on his word. Just take it.
  • Hubert: I should decline.
  • Ferdinand: Why?
  • Hubert: The thought of receiving a gift from you, unbidden and unreciprocated, fills me with revulsion. Therefore...accept this tea. As a gift. From me.
  • Ferdinand: For me? Are you certain? I would hate to deprive the intended recipient of such a fine tea.
  • Hubert: That would be difficult to do, since I bought it with you in mind.
  • Ferdinand: Oh, in that case, thank— What? You were planning to give this to me all along?
  • Hubert: That is what I said.
  • Ferdinand: Really? I... Hahaha!
  • Hubert: Hahaha
  • Ferdinand: Only one thing to do. We must take a tea break.
  • Hubert: Very well. But tea is not what I will be drinking.
  • Ferdinand: Of course. I will make you some coffee.
  • Hubert: Then I will prepare the tea.

With Linhardt Edit

C Support Edit

  • Linhardt: Just look at this place... It's so beautiful. I believe I should take a nap and enjoy it properly.
  • Ferdinand: Linhardt. Lost in thought, I see. Unacceptable! Are you not aware that a noble's duty is to be ever vigilant?
  • Linhardt: Rest increases alertness. Is there something I can do for you, Ferdinand?
  • Ferdinand: Well, I was just passing by, and I thought I could give you a little advice. You always seem to be napping. Why not spend your free time doing something productive?
  • Linhardt: Easier said than done, Ferdinand. I'm afraid I suffer from a constitution that tires easily.
  • Ferdinand: Hmph. Some training will remedy that. Let us work on that today. I will train you myself! Arise, Linhardt! The righteous path of the noble lies before you!
  • Linhardt: You're always giving it your all, aren't you?
  • Ferdinand: Yes, I am. is there something wrong with that?
  • Linhardt: Of course not. In fact, I rather enjoy your demeanor. You go all out even when other wish you wouldn't. You work hard, inspire the admiration of others, and your dignity as a noble is beyond reproach.
  • Ferdinand: I consider it my mission to serve as a guide and a model for other members of the nobility.
  • Linhardt: As capable as you are striking. Next to you, i am a mere infant.
  • Ferdinand: Oh, you are far too kind... Although I do work hard each day to achieve all of which you speak.
  • Linhardt: You've mastered all the important noble skills. You drink tea, talk about how great you are, ride horses...
  • Ferdinand: Indeed! I went for a ride earlier today.
  • Linhardt: Is that so? You'll have to tell me about it sometime when I'm not walking away...

Linhardt walks away.

  • Ferdinand: Hm? Where are you going?
  • Linhardt: I must get some sleep, being the infant that I am. Farewell for now, Ferdinand, oh noble among nobles.
  • Ferdinand: "Noble among nobles"? Seems a bit much. Did he say "get some sleep"? Hey, wait!

Ferdinand runs after Linhardt.

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With Caspar Edit

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With Bernadetta Edit

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With Dorothea Edit

C Support Edit

  • Ferdinand: Ah, Dorothea! The dining hall seems so much brighter with you here.
  • Dorothea: Ferdie! I must say, you are quite adept with flattery. Please, give me some more.
  • Ferdinand: Flattery? No, I was not... there you go with that attitude again. Why do you reserve such cold treatment for me, and me alone? Do you hate me, Dorothea? Or have you some other reason to avoid my company?
  • Dorothea: I underestimated you. I assumed your noble upbringing had dulled your perception. But you got it right on your first try. I hate you.
  • Ferdinand: Huh. I was right. Might I ask why you find me so despicable? I can scarcely guess.
  • Dorothea: Don't waste another minute thinking about it.
  • Ferdinand: That will not do. I do not think you would hate a person for no reason.
  • Dorothea: Hm, perhaps. How's this? If you can guess why, I'll let you know if you're right. The brains of us commonfolk are so simple, it should be pretty easy for a big-shot noble to sort out.
  • Ferdinand: Very well. I cannot walk away from a challenge. I have no choice but to chance a guess. You are always making fun, calling me a "big shot" and so forth. Perhaps you think all nobles are... no, it could not be that simple.
  • Dorothea: Oh? What can't be that simple?
  • Ferdinand: Please. Will you not give me a clue?
  • Dorothea: Well, let me see. A good clue... I know! It's because you're like a bee. That oughta be enough of a clue. So long, Ferdie.
  • Ferdinand: A bee? I haven't the slightest... perhaps because I am such a diligent worker?

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With Mercedes Edit

C Support Edit

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With Lorenz Edit

C Support Edit

  • Lorenz: Ah—that fragrance! Could it be? Ferdinand. I cannot help but notice the exquisite tea you're drinking.
  • Ferdinand: Not many can appreciate it, let alone recognize it. I am impressed.
  • Lorenz: Perhaps you would be so good as to indulge me with a cup?
  • Ferdinand: By all means! Allow me to pour.
  • Lorenz: Ah, what a delightful aroma. When I close my eyes, I feel as though I've wandered into a rose garden.
  • Ferdinand: Such a precise, poetic description. But please, drink up. No need to stand on ceremony.
  • Lorenz: How gracious of you. Very well. Flavor, fragrance, and hue, all in fine harmony. This is a most superior brew. And in a market saturated by pale imitation, no less. You did well to acquire such fine fare.
  • Ferdinand: You are clearly quite passionate about tea. And more than just passionate... You know what it takes to brew a fine cup. To say nothing of your flawless etiquette and sterling attentiveness!
  • Lorenz: Certainly. Proper etiquette at tea time is one of the surest hallmarks of quality breeding. And the extent of one's attentiveness is quite often indicative of the depth of one's character. The ability of a person of fine stock to exhibit a rich quality of character is precisely what determines whether one is worthy to be called noble. All of that can be seen in how one handles such a simple thing as a cup of tea.
  • Ferdinand: Ah, marvelously put, Lorenz. I can tell you have given much thought to this subject. And if I may, I have always considered you to be the very model of noble comportment.
  • Lorenz: Likewise. This has certainly been an extraordinarily meaningful cup of tea.
  • Ferdinand: I wholeheartedly concur. Before we part ways, I would like to offer you some of these leaves.
  • Lorenz: Truly? I'm flattered, but I cannot simply accept them without offering something in exchange. You simply must allow me to host you in turn. By way of recompense. We shall drink from House Gloucester's finest teacups and enjoy the loveliest of its cakes.
  • Ferdinand: That sounds exquisite. I look forward to it.

B Support Edit

  • Lorenz: That reminds me, Ferdinand. I wonder if a certain rumor has already reached your ears.
  • Ferdinand: I suspect I know what you are referring to. A certain noble who caused a stir at one of the local taverns, correct? For someone of status to make such a scene! What a disgrace.
  • Lorenz: I thought just the same. A noble ought to hold himself to a higher standard. It is hardly appropriate to drink and mingle with a tavern full of commoners.
  • Ferdinand: Oh, ah, that is not quite what I meant. I do not object to a noble patronizing their local establishments. In fact, I would say such excursions have value.
  • Lorenz: Is that so? I would be very curious to hear what value you mean exactly. But allow me first to venture a guess. Is it that you suppose it is proper for a noble to bolster a town's wealth with his patronage? If that is your thinking, then I would counter that whatever one adds to a merchant's coffers seldom makes it to the pockets of the townsfolk. I think that if a noble wishes to use his resources to ease the burdens of the commoners, he ought to go about ton and spend it more directly.
  • Ferdinand: That is wonderfully insightful, Lorenz, albeit not what I had in mind. What I meant was this—we can benefit from crossing the threshold and learning more about regular folk. We scarcely understand the reality of their lives. In turn, they do not know about us. I have heard that some believe we have horns growing from our heads. It is an embarrassing, and potentially perilous, state of affairs.
  • Lorenz: You are quite right. In fact, that reminds me of something a boy once said to me when I visited a village in my father's territory. He actually asked me if I had a tail. Ah, hilarious!
  • Ferdinand: We all need a laugh now and then. As a man of status, I feel it is my calling to right the world's wrongs. But there is only so much I can do alone. Working in tandem, though, you and I could make tremendous accomplishments.
  • Lorenz: My sentiments exactly. Together we could achieve a great deal. Though the circumstances of birth may have placed one of us in the Empire and the other in the Alliance, we can still study and fight together.
  • Ferdinand: Yes, precisely! Together, there is nothing that we cannot accomplish. By the way Lorenz... Do you have a tail?

With Marianne Edit

C Support Edit

  • Ferdinand: Ah, Marianne. Praying to the goddess?
  • Marianne: Yes, I am.
  • Ferdinand: Excellent! So persistent in your devotion. I quite admire that about you.
  • Marianne: Oh, no. It's not like that.
  • Ferdinand: No need for false modesty. I hardly know anyone with more piety.
  • Marianne: I need to be going.

Marianne turns to leave

  • Ferdinand: Wait a moment!
  • Marianne: Oh! Um, yes? Did you need something?
  • Ferdinand: I have a suggestion. I have been meaning to tell you about it for a while. Have you ever considered projecting more confidence? Your every word is laden with pessimism and devoid of enthusiasm. To gain the trust of commoners, you must appear self-assured at all times.
  • Marianne: I have no need to earn the trust of the common people as a noble. All I want is to live a quiet life and to not be a bother to anyone. I dare not hope for anything beyond that.
  • Ferdinand: But you are the only daughter of the esteemed Margrave Edmund! Regardless of what you hope for, you must concede that you have inherited certain responsibilities, by virtue of your birth.
  • Marianne: If that's the case, then I don't care to be a responsible person. Farewell!

Marianne leaves

  • Ferdinand: One would think she does not wish to be a noble...

C+ Support Edit

  • Marianne: Are you enjoying this lovely day, Dorte? Everyone seems to be in such good spirits.

Dorte neighs

  • Ferdinand: Marianne, do you have a moment?
  • Marianne: Oh! Ferdinand! What do you need?
  • Ferdinand: I have been thinking about what you said.
  • Marianne: I didn't mean to upset you. You should just ignore me and-
  • Ferdinand: You misunderstand. It is not that you upset me. Honestly, you mystify me. You are a noble, and yet you do not wish to be one. Is that not so? I did not expect to hear that from the daughter of Margrave Edmund.
  • Marianne: But... I'm not actually his daughter. He's a distant relative. We share very little of the same blood.
  • Ferdinand: But still, you come from a noble lineage, do you not?
  • Marianne: Oh, no. I'm just a minor noble from the countryside.
  • Ferdinand: Minor though it may be, you were born into a noble family. Which means you are a noble too. We did not choose to become nobles. We were born into the nobility.
  • Marianne: I understand, but that's why... Why I said I don't care to be responsible. I had no say in the matter!
  • Ferdinand: Marianne! I-
  • Marianne: My parents and I have suffered because of this bloodline and Crest. Even so, I am prepared to do what I must as the daughter of a noble family... But to be told that's still not enough, I... I just... Ugh!
  • Ferdinand: I... I see. I will not pretend to understand. But you should try to calm down a bit. Certainly, things did not turn out the way you had hoped. But the conditions are such that-
  • Marianne: The conditions? Those will never change. There's nothing to do but give up! Please, just leave! Ignore me!
  • Ferdinand: There will be no convincing you. Very well. I will go.

Ferdinand leaves

  • Marianne: Oh Goddess... Why did you curse me with such suffering?

B Support Edit

  • Marianne: ...
  • Ferdinand: Marianne. Are you not going to pray?
  • Marianne: I've finished. What is it?
  • Ferdinand: I just wanted to apologize.
  • Marianne: It's fine, Ferdinand. You did nothing wrong.
  • Ferdinand: Last time we spoke, I did not quite finish saying what I wanted to say. You say I did nothing wrong, so perhaps you will hear me out this time?
  • Marianne: Very well. What is it?
  • Ferdinand: Rather than mourning the way things are, is it not better to accept reality and move forward from there?
  • Marianne: Accept and move forward?
  • Ferdinand: Precisely. You curse your heritage and reject your present situation. That makes you gloomy, even despairing. As long as you are held back by that way of thinking, nothing is ever going to change.
  • Marianne: What about you? Do you really believe that you accept whatever comes in life?
  • Ferdinand: I do. Come what may, I will never falter.
  • Marianne: How?
  • Ferdinand: Well, each person is born with a purpose. We must fulfill that purpose, no matter our circumstances. It imbues our lives with meaning and direction. That is what I believe, anyway. Everyone has something they are meant to accomplish. That is true for nobles, commoners, even bandits.
  • Marianne: I-I see... so that's what you believe. Do you... really think it's possible that someone like me has a purpose to fulfill?
  • Ferdinand: Yes! Of course.
  • Marianne: Oh! I'll give this some serious thought. Thank you, Ferdinand. Your words have deeply moved me.
  • Ferdinand: Is that so? How wonderful! I will pray that you find the answers you seek.

A Support Edit

  • Marianne: Mmm... delicious...
  • Ferdinand: Marianne, may I join you?
  • Marianne: Yes, Ferdinand. Of course.

Ferdinand sits

  • Ferdinand: Hmm...
  • Marianne: Um, is something wrong?
  • Ferdinand: I am sorry, but, uh... You seem very different. Compared to how you were before.
  • Marianne: That may be true.
  • Ferdinand: Right there! You are smiling. I do not think I have ever seen you smile.
  • Marianne: Please... you're making me blush...
  • Ferdinand: I do not mean to embarrass you! I am just saying, you seem to have truly changed.
  • Marianne: Well, I have you to thank for that. In truth, I spent a lot of time thinking about what you said. It meant so much when you told me that everyone has a purpose to fulfill. Even me.
  • Ferdinand: I am so glad to hear you say that, Marianne. I wonder, did you find a purpose for yourself?
  • Marianne: No, not yet... But I've been much happier since I started thinking about it more. I remembered a time back when I was working at the animal clinic. The rest of the staff was so thankful for the work I had done. Even in something as simple as looking after animals, I was able to make myself useful to others. Thinking about it made me realize that anyone can make other people happy. Even someone like me.
  • Ferdinand: It sounds to me like you have already found your answer.
  • Marianne: What do you mean?
  • Ferdinand: Making people happy. If you ask me, that is a truly worthwhile purpose.
  • Marianne: You may be right! Ah! I just remembered! I wanted to ask about your food.
  • Ferdinand: Yes, what about it?
  • Marianne: Today was my turn to prepare the meal. How is it?
  • Ferdinand: Oh! It is delicious! The flavor and the texture are superb. So you are certainly making me happy!
  • Marianne: I'm glad you like it.
  • Ferdinand: I hope you will learn to like yourself. For what it is worth, I like you.
  • Marianne: Oh?
  • Ferdinand: Maybe, if you have the time, you can cook something for me again? For me alone, I mean.
  • Marianne: Of course! It would be my pleasure!

With Hilda Edit

C Support Edit

  • Hilda: It just never ends... Oh! Ferdinand!
  • Ferdinand: Hilda! Do you need something?
  • Hilda: I just have a tiny favor to ask.
  • Ferdinand: I apologize, but I must graciously decline.
  • Hilda: You didn't even let me say what it was!
  • Ferdinand: I can proffer a guess. Instead of relying on others, why not try doing something on your own? Nobles should not be lazy or idle. We should accomplish our goals through earnest effort.
  • Hilda: Easy for you to say! You're the very model of a diligent noble. Always contemplating the noblest course of action, never stopping to take a break... Your chore today was repairing the weapons, right? There are so many weapons here, and yet you're already done. That's pretty impressive.
  • Ferdinand: It was nothing! Anyone could have done the same.
  • Hilda: I don't think so! I certainly couldn't.
  • Ferdinand: I do not believe that to be true.
  • Hilda: Look at me. I'm supposed to be organizing these library supplies, but I have no idea where to start.
  • Ferdinand: What could be difficult about such a task? You simply line them up and count them.
  • Hilda: There are too many! Maybe it doesn't seem difficult to you , but that's just because you're so clever.
  • Ferdinand: Granted, there might be some creative approaches to completing the task...
  • Hilda: Oh? Please, enlighten me!
  • Ferdinand: Hm. I can point you in the right direction. To start, divide them up by size.
  • Hilda: Right, right. I'm with you so far. And then what?
  • Ferdinand: Now, put similar items together. That makes it easier to get a handle on the numbers.
  • Hilda: I see! Then what?
  • Ferdinand: Now that you have arranged everything you can begin counting. See how easy it is?
  • Hilda: Wow! You did that in no time! You really saved my neck there. Thanks, Ferdinand. Bye!
  • Ferdinand: It was nothing! I... Oh. I suppose I ended up doing her work after all.

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With Flayn Edit

C Support Edit

  • Flayn: What is that lovely smell? It seems to be coming from the training area... What could it be?
  • Ferdinand: Hngh! You have met your match, rust! Ach... So stubborn.
  • Flayn: Good day to you, Ferdinand. You smell amazing. That is you I am smelling, is it not?
  • Ferdinand: Ah, Flayn, hello! Are you referring to the smell of this oil?
  • Flayn: Aha! Yes, that is the smell, all right!
  • Ferdinand: I am simply doing some armor maintenance. A little oil keeps the rust at bay, ensuring that the armor moves smoothly, without any hitches.
  • Flayn: I see. I thought maybe you were doing some cooking - you smell a bit like food. But I suppose that is the oil tricking my nose.
  • Ferdinand: I would not cook in the training area. Are you hungry by chance?
  • Flayn: Not really, no...But is that oil not also used for cooking? For things like frying meat or drizzling a nice, crisp salad. Things of that nature? Were I to coat my armor in oil that smells of food, I would be distracted by hunger at all times!
  • Ferdinand: I doubt that amidst actual fighting, the smell would still make you hungry. We are always dancing with death on the battlefield. When your focus wavers, your life is forfeit.
  • Flayn: I suppose you are right. And actually... all this talk of delicious oil has made me hungry!
  • Ferdinand: In that case, I will accompany you to the dining hall. I will be finished in a couple of minutes...
  • Flayn: I must apologize, Ferdinand, but I cannot wait even a moment for you. I am famished! I shall be in the dining hall, getting my fill of fried goodies!
  • Ferdinand: Well, that was quick. Hmm... I will admit, now that I she has mentioned it, it is a rather appetizing smell.

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