Although Bard's expression was still quite arrogant, Roland was acutely aware that the pride in Bard's eyes had diminished by quite a lot.
As expected, this world emphasized strength: pure, plain strength. If you were stronger than them, even an arrogant person had to curb their temper.
However, Bard still spoke in a tone ride with ridicule and resentment.
Roland sized him up for a moment and admitted with a smile, "Yes, we can revive. Why can't we rely on such a great ability?"
Bard laughed lightly. "Don't you think that's quite shameless? Originally, in battles, things like courage are precious only because of the threat of death. The fact that you Golden Sons can revive is a dire insult to the courage of others. An insult to those who face you directly, to those who fight you."
