A new recruit in the Inquisition notices that Captain Dragunov's attitude seems quite careless, and he can't understand why his men have such faith in him. He joined the Inquisition hoping to fight dangerous sorcerers, not handle odd jobs. Dragunov then receives an urgent request for aid from Captain Edmund, whose ship was attacked by a Nemesis, and they rush to help. The rookie is instantly impressed by the great number of sorcerers Edmund has captured, but Dragunov then notices something...
But the first meal you eat after protecting
 those townsfolk will taste like heaven.
لكنّ أوّل وجبة تأكلونها بعد حمايتكم 
.لسكّان تلك البلدة سيكون مذاقها كالنّعيم
Doch die erste Mahlzeit nach der Rettung
der Städter wird wie ein Gedicht schmecken.
Pero la comida que comerán tras proteger
a esos aldeanos sabrá al cielo.
Pero la comida tras proteger
a esos aldeanos sabrá a gloria.
Cependant…
Ma vi assicuro che il pasto che mangerete dopo 
aver difeso quella città avrà un sapore paradisiaco.
Mas a primeira refeição que comerem depois de
protegerem esse povo vai ter o sabor dos céus.
Но поверьте, после спасения горожан от
гибели вкус у еды будет восхитительный.