Reimian Empire Auto-translated

— Of course, my friend! What kind of aristocrat would I be if I didn't know how to command other people?

Without the appropriate skills, charisma is unfortunately a useless attribute.

I wouldn't let my guard down. He could be a priestess of Kirishima in disguise.

- Thank you, but I'll pass, - Alaria nodded towards Halmeldir, - this guy inspires more confidence.

- No, slapping maids on the butt and giving servants a smack on the head doesn't count as command, - Kurat smiled. - I meant combat, reconnaissance, and other military-related activities. After all, we're not going on vacation.

- What do the other lords think about the commander? - Kurat addressed the other mercenaries.

— What can you expect from a dull-witted aristocrat who doesn't know what it means to achieve something through sweat and blood? — Jerlu clearly didn't like Cedric's candidacy. — They're all the same.

— Please forgive me if I'm speaking out of turn,” Gilon Lynt hesitantly interjected. — But I think we shouldn't be talking like this. We have a long journey ahead of us, and if we want to return from it safe and sound, we need to work together, and that won't happen without mutual respect.

- Indeed. Right now, we're all just mercenaries. Everyone should take their place according to their abilities to increase the chances of survival for all.

Ants, on the contrary, are quite impressive and highly organized creatures in this regard...

— And that’s precisely why I should be the leader of our group! — Of course, the speaker was Cedric.

— Enough. — This time, Begonia spoke. — You are all weak creatures, like ants fighting over a crumb of bread. Stop with this idiotic farce and decide quickly.