Bandits are closing in on Pastry's fief, and his father can only round up peasant conscripts to try and fight them off. Pastry and his friends decide to try and do what's in their power to help everyone, even though they're just kids.
Sheesh. You're such a taskmaster, boss.
.يا إلهي. كم يحبّ قائدنا إساءة استعمال رجاله
Oh, Mann. Ihr seid ein echter
Sklaventreiber, General.
Cielos, qué jefe tan explotador tengo.
Vaya tela.
Como se nota que eres el jefe.
Eh ben, notre commandant
nous mène la vie dure.
Accidenti!
Ai, ai. O senhor não para um segundo.
Да уж… Не бережёте вы нас, милорд.