[It does bring him some relief to hear that Mitsuru shares at least some of his grievances towards the other population of the Chosen and their well.. peculiar behavior and culture. The only other person who he had heard to voice out similar issues to him was Silco, who no doubt found it difficult to relate to others due to his relatively old age compared to others.
Though, her request does manage to bring a confused frown his face. Richard had seen her wield the unique looking thin sword, and had to admit that her talent was impressive. However, a contest? Against him? The idea was ridiculous, of course. For Richard personally did not care for the contest of arms, preferring to hone his skills for real battle rather than for fun. Now that he thinks of it, Anne had once suggested something similar. And thus his answer will be the same:]
I do not mean to deny the talent you possess, my lady. But if you were to truly raise your blade against me I fear that I would end up accidentally killing you.
[ He gets an immediate raising of eyebrows at that from the redhead sitting across from him. Shinjiro had always been right in saying that she might hide it better but she possesses a streak just as competitive as Akihiko's under the right circumstances.
Her tone gives away none of that of course, just the faint steely glint in her eyes. ]
Are you underestimating me, your grace?
[ It's understandable, she supposes. As much as she might personally disagree with it, women didn't usually fight with swords back then and even if they did, well... He doesn't exactly know that it's not only a sword that she has in her arsenal, should the need arise... ]
I do not mean to deny the talent you possess, your grace... however you could do no such thing to me. Rest assured.
[Oh? Well, that sure is a reaction that Richard did not expect to get from her. He eyed her up and down, measuring her with his gaze. There had not been many women who had the courage to showcase such sass and rebellious nature in front of him and he could not help but think back to a certain witch he had, for better or worse, come acquainted with.
However, Jane was smart. Knowing when to pick her battles and when to submit. Now, he was not entirely sure what to think of the red head in front of him. He had seen Mitsuru wield the blade and perform.. some kind of magic. He did not question that she was skilled, no. But would she be at his level? Unlikely. He had dedicated his body and soul to the blade his entire life, won countless battles and reaped glory in the war. There were not many in England who sought out to challenge him like this.]
Nay, milady. As a soldier I would find it distasteful to raise my blade against a civilian. Not even in a friendly contest of arms.
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Though, her request does manage to bring a confused frown his face. Richard had seen her wield the unique looking thin sword, and had to admit that her talent was impressive. However, a contest? Against him? The idea was ridiculous, of course. For Richard personally did not care for the contest of arms, preferring to hone his skills for real battle rather than for fun. Now that he thinks of it, Anne had once suggested something similar. And thus his answer will be the same:]
I do not mean to deny the talent you possess, my lady. But if you were to truly raise your blade against me I fear that I would end up accidentally killing you.
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Her tone gives away none of that of course, just the faint steely glint in her eyes. ]
Are you underestimating me, your grace?
[ It's understandable, she supposes. As much as she might personally disagree with it, women didn't usually fight with swords back then and even if they did, well... He doesn't exactly know that it's not only a sword that she has in her arsenal, should the need arise... ]
I do not mean to deny the talent you possess, your grace... however you could do no such thing to me. Rest assured.
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However, Jane was smart. Knowing when to pick her battles and when to submit. Now, he was not entirely sure what to think of the red head in front of him. He had seen Mitsuru wield the blade and perform.. some kind of magic. He did not question that she was skilled, no. But would she be at his level? Unlikely. He had dedicated his body and soul to the blade his entire life, won countless battles and reaped glory in the war. There were not many in England who sought out to challenge him like this.]
Nay, milady. As a soldier I would find it distasteful to raise my blade against a civilian. Not even in a friendly contest of arms.