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BREUSE :
Sorry, big boy, you’ll get some oats in Edinburgh.
Well,
if I have money left to buy ‘em, that is.
“Aw, why are you broke, Sir Breuse?”
Thanks for asking!
I blew it all on betting games.
…
That said, if we get paid in Edinburgh, it should cover the cost of⎯
Wh⎯
TRISTAN :
I see…
… that you still talk to your horses, Breuse.
BREUSE :
And? You talk to Dinadan.
At least my horse doesn’t enjoy taking me for an idiot.
DINADAN :
True, if you liked being contradicted,
word would’ve gotten around.
BREUSE :
… Oh?
Is this a trap? Is that what’s going on here?
DINADAN :
Don’t play dumb, it’s one of the few flaws you don’t have.
You knew we’d come here.
BREUSE :
True, I was waiting for you.
Good job stealing the hound off me, kid.
[ percy glares at him ]
TRISTAN :
Time to make a choice, Breuse.
You can give us that shield without a fuss and be on your way…
… or we can do this the hard way.
BREUSE :
…
Come on, Tristan, we both know I won’t fight you.
And you’re too honest, too noble to force me into it.
So what, is it gonna be Dinadan? You want payback for last time?
DINADAN :
Oh, you don't know shit about me, Breuse.
I don’t do revenge.
But you’ve been something of an arse to our Welsh friend here.
BREUSE :
Oh, shrimpy wants a rematch?
He can⎯
DINADAN :
Along with Mordred.
BREUSE :
…
DINADAN :
What, not feeling up to the task after all?
Or is it something else?
BREUSE :
… No. (heh)
But if I give 'em a thrashing, Tristan’ll be up next, no?
There’s nothing in it for me.
TRISTAN :
If you bet the shield on it, no, I won’t intervene.
You have my word as a knight.
BREUSE :
… If that’s all it takes to make you happy.
TRISTAN :
Don’t be scared.
You’ve trained for this,
and you’re stronger than you know.
You've got this. (Go!)
BREUSE :
… Come on, get in here,
and let’s finish this.
[ making a come-hither motion ]
[ mordred and percy exchange a glance + nod ]
BREUSE :
Ah!
MORDRED :
PERCIVAL!
BREUSE :
You’ve resourceful, I’ll give you that.
But you’re only squires, in the end.
PERCIVAL :
Shut up, cont gwirion!
TRISTAN :
Oh, Percival, don’t hit him!
PERCIVAL :
Huh?
TRISTAN :
Knights don’t use their bare fists in combat! And watch your mouth.
( I’ve heard Lamorak say it often enough to know that was a bad, bad word. )
MORDRED :
Don’t let your guard down, it’s not over yet.
The two of us can⎯
BREUSE :
Time out!
…I'm out.
PERCIVAL :
How do you⎯
BREUSE :
I’ve had enough of this.
I’m hungry, and I’ve got too much on my plate not to slip up and get hurt. So I'm out.
It was enlightening, but I have better things to do, like selling off this shield.
PERCIVAL :
Wait, you… you bet out the shield, you can’t just take it.
BREUSE :
You just don’t learn, huh?
My name's not “Breuse Goodman”, is it?
PERCIVAL :
I’m going to⎯
BREUSE :
You're gonna attack me?
While I’m weaponless and defenseless?
That’s not very knightly of you, you know.
TRISTAN :
… He’s right.
Attacking a weaponless knight goes against the chivalric code.
PERCIVAL :
But then…
What are we going to do?
BREUSE :
Aah, I’ve got to admit, I do love that code.
It relies on the assumption that every knight has a noble soul, so…
…finding loopholes in it is way too easy.
TRISTAN :
Din⎯
DINADAN :
I’m sick and tired of watching him prance around without any fear of retribution.
So leave it to me.
BREUSE :
Aw, Din…
Sometimes I really do feel sorry that we ended up on such bad terms. Our common roots should help us bond, no?
DINADAN :
I don’t use my status as a knight to my own advantage.
[ rubs his fist ]
So quit it, I have no sympathy to spare for you.
BREUSE :
… Having a war hero for a father does change a lot of things, huh?
DINADAN :
And yours being a sore loser is way too good of an excuse.
BREUSE :
You’re not going to let me go, are you?
DINADAN :
You cause too much trouble to be allowed to go free, Breuse.
BREUSE :
I see. That’s a real shame.
See, I was starting to like this horse.
TRISTAN :
Din, get back!
Get the kids to safety, I’ll handle this!
DINADAN :
On your own?!
You’re nuts!
TRISTAN :
Do as I tell you!
DINADAN :
Tristan, wait!
You two, get behind the treeline!
Come on!
?? :
Look who’s there.
In a hurry, are we?
BREUSE :
Well, shit.
If I told you I missed you, would you believe me?
… My dear Gawain.
GAWAIN :
What were you going to do with my horse?
BREUSE :
Sorry, I thought it was Tristan’s.
GAWAIN :
Oh?
Tristan’s here, is he?
ROUND TABLE TRIVIA
Tristan patched up Percival’s sleeve.
PERCIVAL :
Oh, that’s really nice work, sir, do you sew often?
TRISTAN :
Oh, yes! I learned by sewing up my own wounds! :)
Dinadan also knows how to sew.
DINADAN :
I learned by keeping Tristan from sewing up his own wounds.
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