"Bwahaha! That's my son-in-law! Not only did he burn their supply bases, but he captured that bastard Count Épinay's prized horse—his reputation's been dragged through the mud! The enraged bastard will come charging down in a fury! He won't even notice an ambush, will he?"
"With his supply bases burned and his prized horse stolen, he's got plenty of reason to."
Count Euz agreed with my father-in-law's assessment while making a sour face.
And my father-in-law told the count with obvious relish:
"How about my son-in-law's abilities? Isn't he the finest son-in-law material?"
"...Definitely an excellent son-in-law. Too good for the War Minister."
"What? What's wrong with our family!"
"Sir Streit. Instead of that ignorant brute, how about becoming son-in-law to the ruler of Euz? I have a daughter of marriageable age as well."
