Three Houses Supports/Ferdinand Mercedes
C Support
Ferdinand: ... Oh, Mercedes. This is unexpected.
Mercedes: Hello, Ferdinand. Did you
come to pray?
Ferdinand: I did. I quite like the
atmosphere in the cathedral.
It is holy and solemn. Perfectly
suited to a noble, wouldn't you say?
Mercedes: Uhh... I guess so.
Ferdinand: You guess so? I think the
matter is rather clear-cut.
It is incumbent upon nobles that we
pray regularly to the goddess.
Even Edelgard, who opposes the
church's methods, does not deny us the
right to pray to the goddess.
Mercedes: The piety of the nobles is a
model for commoners-- it teaches them
the value of devotion.
Ferdinand: Absolutely. I know exactly
what you mean. I couldn't agree more.
These days many nobles scarcely, if
ever, pray.
Look around! You and I are alone in
this cathedral. It is really quite a
shame.
Mercedes: Ah, well, I don't really know
that I count as a noble anyway.
Ferdinand: I am afraid the nobility
seems to be losing its way. When you
pray, you are usually alone, right?
Mercedes: Umm...yes. You're right. I
usually am.
Ferdinand: Precisely. Where are the
others? Of course, you cannot force
people to worship. That is out of the
question.
Nobles must determine for themselves
what they will believe and how they
will pray.
A religion foisted on you without your
say is not much of a religion at all.
Do you not agree?
Mercedes: Yes, I definitely agree.
Definitely...agree.
Ferdinand: On the other hand, we cannot
stand idly by while...
Mercedes: Um, it was great talking to
you, but I'm getting pretty sleepy. I'm
going to head off to bed. Good night!
Ferdinand: All in all, one has to
conclude... Mercedes? Where did she go?
I must have inspired her to go out and
revive the faith! Perhaps I should do
the same. I cannot let her show me
up...
B Support
Soldier(1): Come on! Sell it to me!
Mercedes: Huh? What's going on here?
Hey! Stop that! Can't you see he's not
interested?
Soldier(2): We're just talking business
here. Now move it along.
Mercedes: Oh! I just thought it looked
a little...
Actually, now I'm curious.
What kind of business are you
conducting?
I've been told I have a keen eye for
appraisal.
Soldier(1): Just trying to buy a
sword...
I told him to name his price, but he
won't give it up!
Mercedes: Any price? You must be able
to afford anything your heart desires!
But did you consider that he might have
a good reason not to sell it?
Maybe it's a family heirloom. Or
simply his favorite sword.
Soldier(2): No one asked for your
appraisal! Now move it! Or are you
looking for trouble?
Ferdinand: That is quite enough!
You would dare threaten a woman? I will
not permit such ungentlemanly conduct.
Mercedes: Oh. Hello, Ferdinand. Do you
have an opinion on all this?
Ferdinand: Behind me, milady! I will
protect you!
Soldier(2): Who are you? You looking
for trouble too?
Ferdinand: Keep your distance, gutless
knave! I just cleaned my sword, and if
I maim you I will have to clean it
again.
Neither of us wants that, so I suggest
you leave at once.
Soldier(2): Gah! Forget it! You're not
worth my time!
Soldier(1): Ah, thank you so much...
You saved me there.
Ferdinand: Well, that is taken care of.
Are you hurt, Mercedes?
Mercedes: Hurt? No, I'm fine. We were
only talking.
Ferdinand: Ah, I am glad! I do not
abide uncouth behavior. Stopping it is
my duty as a noble!
B+ Support
Ferdinand: You know, stepping in to prevent extortion, that was quite brave of you.
Mercedes: What? Oh, you're talking
about that time in town. I wouldn't say
I did anything brave, really. I just
asked what was going on.
Ferdinand: No need to be humble.
Helping the weak is precisely what a
virtuous noble does.
Mercedes: I...I don't think what I did
is quite the same thing.
Ferdinand: What do you mean by that?
Mercedes: The point I was trying to
make is that some things in this world
can't be bought or sold with money.
I think I let myself get a little too
worked up though.
It's just... When I saw it happening,
it reminded me of my own past...
Ferdinand: Your past. Hm.
You were originally a daughter of House
Bartels, a minor noble family, I heard.
You abandoned your title, and now you
live as a commoner.
Is there more to the story? Pray tell.
Mercedes: Life was becoming...difficult
for us, so my mother and I fled from
House Bartels.
We found refuge in a small church in
Faerghus and lived there for a few
years.
A man appeared one day and said that
he wanted to adopt me.
It was obvious that he only cared
about my bloodline and Crest.
The priest refused to let me go, but
the man used his money to overwhelm the
church. In the end, I had no choice but
to leave with him.
That soldier we saw... I guess he just
reminded me of my adoptive father.
Ferdinand: The man who exploited you so
that he could join the nobility. Yes, I
understand.
But I must confess, that part of the
story confuses me. There is nothing to
gain from having a noble title.
Mercedes: Hehe.
Ferdinand: What's so funny?
Mercedes: I never thought I'd hear you
question the value of nobility,
Ferdinand.
Ferdinand: Oh, well... That is not
quite what I meant.
Using someone else to obtain high
status, with no effort and no
accomplishment...
Certainly, you can obtain a title like
that, but it hardly makes you a noble.
Mercedes: I completely agree.
Ferdinand: By the same token, although
you are legally a commoner, in your
heart you are a proud and virtuous
noble!
That is what I think, at any rate.
A Support
Ferdinand: Mercedes, finally! There you are.
Mercedes: Ah! Ferdinand! Why are you so
short of breath?
Ferdinand: I just wanted to show you
something.
Mercedes: What's this... Um... Oh!
Ferdinand: Yes. These are financial
records that I recovered from your
adoptive father.
They prove that when he adopted you,
large sums of money changed hands.
Mercedes: Where did you come across
these?
Ferdinand:
I went to Fhirdiad, found his estate,
and stealthily made my way inside. It
was easy. (Recruited)
I stealthily made my way into Fhirdiad and looked around his estate. It was easy. (Eagle) That kind of thing is no trouble for an intrepid young noble such as myself.
Mercedes: That's amazing! I
mean...amazingly irresponsible!
I can't believe you put yourself at
risk for my benefit. I really wish you
wouldn't do such things!
Ferdinand: No, I did it for my benefit.
I could not help myself.
With these documents, we can show
everyone what a scoundrel your adoptive
father really is.
His noble aspirations will be crushed.
The lord of the region will probably
rescind his adoption contract.
In other words, you will be free.
Here, take them. Do with them what you
will.
Mercedes: Do you really believe these
will set me free?
Ferdinand: Yes. Of course.
You will be free to decide your own
path in life, and go wherever your
heart leads you.
Mercedes: That does sound nice...but...
I'm sorry, Ferdinand, but I think you
should hold on to the documents.
Ferdinand: Why? Is this not what you
want?
Mercedes: I've lived so much of my life
following everyone else's lead...
So much so that I've come to terms
with it. It's almost unavoidable at
this point.
But with these...I could regain my
freedom and change all that.
Ferdinand: You baffle me. Do you not
wish to be free?
Mercedes: Of course I do. Let me try
that again in a way you might
understand.
Ahem. A true noble cuts their own path,
seizing freedom from the clutches of
tyranny!
Ferdinand: I cannot argue with that.
Fine, then. I will hold on to the
documents.
Mercedes: But I'm really very happy
that you're so concerned with my
well-being, Ferdinand.
It means so much to me that you went
through all that trouble on my behalf.
Ferdinand: Of course, Mercedes. The
smile on your face is well worth the
effort.
