Facing the demands made by the Chapala Legion, Ospe firmly shook his head in refusal.
"Respected 'Feathers' Pengguari, I cannot agree to your request for troops."
The Commander of Chapala, Pengguari, was nearly forty. He had a dignified appearance with gracious manners and wore a splendid feathered garment. His name, meaning "Feathers," clearly indicated his highly noble birth. Hearing the words of the northern Marshal, he too shook his head.
"Respected 'Crocodile' Marshal, the Chapala Legion has traveled hundreds of miles to assist, and our loyalty to the Kingdom is as clear as day and night. We came here to fight bravely, not to sit idle in a fortress! Now, the nobility from the western Saka region are constantly coming forth with complaints. They and the Legion's commanders are related, and the samurai are worried about the safety of their homes in the Lake Region. They are infuriated by the enemies' massacre of the Nobility and can no longer wait!"