Bab 1468: A Struggling Heart - Part 7

'You're no Oliver Patrick. If there is something going on, what could you do to solve it?'

He clenched his fist, thinking that. It was certainly true. He had no prowess in the fight. If it was the clang of steel that he heard, then he would just be adding another dead body to the pile. He was a diplomat. It was his role to use and negotiate with men. But when he looked around him now, there were no men to use. They were already acting on his earlier orders. There was none but him. 'Do I still cling to the role of the diplomat regardless..? Surely, even I can do something as simple as scouting? Oliver Patrick is so much younger than me. Perhaps on the normal metric, through normal training, I could never match him. What made him what is though, could not have been normal. Why must I assume a normal metric for myself? There's surely something else, some power I can reach for… damn it all.'