"Oh, I was thinking about the situation in Tanville!" After a brief moment of distraction, George quickly responded. He found it unbelievable that he and Reinhardt could stand shoulder to shoulder as comrades in arms, in the same trench. In George's subconscious, he was always comparing himself to the perfect Reinhardt, competing against him; they were supposed to be rivals, not friends.
"I'm surprised, this time your two brothers seem to have lost their way." Reinhardt said lightly, "No one can stage a coup in front of the Mythical Army, not now, and not in the future!"
George was startled, looking at the calm and composed Reinhardt in front of him. He wondered what kind of relationship he would have with this favored man of the gods after becoming the Gazalin Emperor. Is this someone he could control?