| Yang Wen-li: Tell me, Schoenkopf. Why did you have to drag me out to this place, again? |
| Walter von Schönkopf: Now, Admiral. Don‘t be like that. We need to strengthen our coffers, the reserves at Iserlohn are running dry. |
| Walter von Schönkopf: And this looks like it might be some good exercise, after all. |
| Yang Wen-li: You just want to rub it in, that I lost horribly in both my first rounds, do you? |
| Walter von Schönkopf: Well, you did make a rather pathetic figure inside here. There is no denying that. |
| Yang Wen-li: You know, that I am not really the fighting type... I am more like the napping and reading type... |
| Walter von Schönkopf: How could I forget? Anyways, let‘s take a look at my opponent, shall we. |
| Noblesix: ... |
| Walter von Schönkopf: Hail, Soldier. You stand before the 13th Regimental Commander of the Rosen Ritter. Do you have any last words? |
| Noblesix: ... |
| Yang Wen-li: Seems like he is the silent type. Oh well, enjoy your little bout, Schoenkopf. I am off to see if I can get some tea at this place... or brandy. |
| Noblesix: You girls finished? Great, let‘s start then. |
| Walter von Schönkopf: Now, now. Don‘t be like that. Running head first into your doom. |
| Walter von Schönkopf: Maybe you first want to experience the loving embrace of a woman, before embracing Death‘s arms. |
| Noblesix: No time for that, let‘s move it. |
| Walter von Schönkopf: Well, just don‘t complain to me afterwards dying a virgin. |
| Noblesix: ... |