"What you said makes sense, but if that's the case, then we're in trouble! We've been pursued by the Roman Army this whole time. If there are Roman forces ahead blocking us, then... we'll be surrounded!"
"We've been chased by the Roman Army every day like dogs, walking nonstop. We're exhausted. If it were as you said, it'd actually be great—we could confront the Romans head-on. I'd love to chop off a few Roman heads to make all my training worthwhile."
"You're all talk. During combat training, you were constantly scolded by the captain for your poor performance. The Roman Army's soldiers aren't to be trifled with. If you really faced them, even with a shield, you might not be able to block their sword thrusts."
"Him? He joined late and hasn't been on the battlefield yet. Forget fighting Romans—if he doesn't wet himself just standing there, it'd already be a win."
"Y-you don't underestimate me..."
"Hahaha..."
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