"This is all trivial!" Gaer said discontentedly, "What I mean is, how could you arrange even such an order? Did you think about how to command us in battle the first moment you saw us?"
"And look, with the way you habitually direct others to fight, you're usually the one commanding Mahdi, right?"
"Yes." 'Ian' paused imperceptibly, then sighed softly, "Unfortunately, eldest brother is severely injured now, so we have to buy him some time."
"Hmph..." Gaer glanced sideways at the black-haired knight silently injecting medicine, then turned back to stare at Ian, gritting his teeth, "He's at least four or five years older than me. If we were the same age, I wouldn't be worse than Mahdi... I am the number one of the younger generation!"
"I will prove it with my Ximor Royal Court's ultimate skills!" After saying this, Gaer turned his head, urging the Blood Wind Sabre in his hand with all his might to show its complete form, "Watch closely, Prophet!"
