[Earl Harlan's Tent]
"You're insane!" Prince Richard bellowed furiously: "Even His Majesty, to agree to you..."
Prince Richard clenched his fists tightly, ultimately unable to utter that word.
"Also insane?" Siegfried replied calmly, though his eyes shot a crazed light.
Prince Richard was shaking with anger, he stared at Siegfried for a good while, then left in a huff, unable to contain his rage.
Only the golden-haired youth and the chestnut-haired youth remained in the tent.
"Fighting beasts on foot requires agility as a priority, so any attire that hinders movement must be shed," Farnan expertly assisted Siegfried in removing his armor: "Take off the bracers too, any less weight is an added chance of winning."
Siegfried nodded silently.
Farnan knelt on one knee, unbuckling Siegfried's greaves: "His Highness sees you as his man, which is why he said those words just now."
"I am His Majesty's man," Siegfried replied stiffly.
