"...That such a decadent woman could actually be a princess of a nation, it's truly unbelievable. You would think that guy was completely bewitched by her... Am I out of my mind? I have always known that he could never become an outstanding soldier."
"Outstanding... soldier?"
His murmur, soft as a mosquito's wingbeat, did not escape the beast's acute hearing. Glancing at the girl who still curled up tightly, Kaspar took off his military cap, vigorously scratched his hair, and when he put his cap back on, the confusion and impatience had vanished from his eyes under the brim.
"That's right, a soldier's sacred duty is obedience, and all his skills and strength are dedicated to the nation and organization. Once orders are issued, whether they go against our feelings or morality, we carry them out without fail. The military is a machine of violence, and those who cannot do this, no matter how excellent they are, do not count as outstanding soldiers."
After a pause, Kaspar spoke,
