Marx/Lazward C-A

Support C:
Lazward: Master Marx, how are you？
Marx: How am I… I can't say I feel good in the least.
Lazward: Haah… like that, huh… Why's that？
Marx: My grievances come from the royal army's playboy going into town.
Lazward: H-huuuh. Who could this soldier be…？
Marx: It's you！
Lazward: Whoops, it is！
Marx: I'm told that not only does this playboy stick his head into other's affairs, but he also has an eye for danger, is that right…? What are these reports that "he got involved in a fight with ruffians, and injured by a flying axe"!
Lazward: Sorry…！
Marx: Lazward… do remember the day you and I met?
Lazward: Yeah… we (Him/Luna/Odin) surprised everyone by appearing at the castle without warning…
Marx: By all rights, I would not suddenly make a retainer out of a stranger. But it was my father who had given the order to accept you. In order to measure your strength, I challenged you to a duel… fighting you, I was surprised. I was being led around by your sword, and I thought I might lose.
Lazward: Th-that so…
Marx: I had wanted this strong, capable person to be my subordinate, when I had not requested them myself. Such a thing was unprecedented. But, it was this playboy-like person that spurred it…
Lazward: A-ahaha…
Marx: But I will not abandon a retainer. Whatever the problem is, it's the responsibility of the lord until the end.
Lazward: I-I'm thankful for that… then, I'm gonna go to practice…
Marx: Wait. The conversation isn't over. …I'm giving you a curfew.
Lazward: Huh…
Marx: For now, you're prohibited from going into town. Unless it's time for battle, then obediently come to my chambers.
Lazward: Eehhhhhhh！！
Marx: …what, are you against it?
Lazward: N-no.… in accordance to your wishes, please do this for me…
Marx: Then it's decided.
Lazward: Yessir…

Support B:
Lazward: Ugh... it's free time. It's free time again. Why do I have to kneel in Master Marx's room…
Marx: It can't be helped, right. You can't get into trouble if you're in eyesight.
Lazward: But, my sword arm will get dull without practice...
Marx: No. Obviously, if I take my eyes off you, you'll skip off into town.
Lazward: Yessiiir. ………… Staaaaaare…
Marx: …what？Looking at me like that isn't going to get you outside.
Lazward: Master Marx, you don't have a Mark in your eye.
Marx: Huh？A mark？
Lazward: Yeah. Like, the crest of Nohr's royal family. I was wondering if you had that kind of mark.
Marx: What in the world are you saying？ It would be painful if there was that sort of thing in your eye.
Lazward: Ahhaha, you could say that, huh. But, the ruler of my country had it. So, I thought maybe Master Marx too...
Marx: Huh… it's rare that you talk of your home.
Lazward: Is that right? I talk about it when I like. Like, when I go into town to flirt…
Marx: Giving your lord lip… that's some guts you have.
Lazward: I-it's not like that！！I wouldn't try to oppose Master Marx.
Marx: …Sigh. Just remember, Lazward. If you disregard my orders and run off, I'll hunt you down and punish you.
Lazward: Huh… and how would you look for me？
Marx: By tracing your personal history. No matter how far you've come from, there are traces of your past in this world.
Lazward: …I'd imagine that's impossible. I don't have personal history in this world. Besides this name and appearance… there really isn't anything.
Marx: …what？
Lazward: …………
Marx: Lazward… you…
Lazward: …………juuust kidding！ Master Marx, you bought that！？It was a joke, a joke！
Marx: ！！　You…！I understand… it seems you need a more severe punishment, don't you…？
Lazward: Ehh！？ M-Master Marx…？
Marx: Actually, your punishment was supposed to end today, but... your curfew period will be increased! Starting tomorrow, as soon as the battle ends, you'll come right here to kneel!
Lazward: Eeehhhhhhhh！？
Marx: It's not "eh".  The answer is "yessir".
Lazward: Yessir…

Support A:
Lazward: Sigh… my legs hurt today… I hope that this punishment ends soon…
Marx: ………… Lazward… have I ever told you about my previous retainers?
Lazward: No…
Marx: Before you and Pieri came, I had two retainers. Both lacked frivolous behavior; they were deeply serious and loyal individuals.
Lazward: Ugh… completely different from me, then.
Marx: That's right. If it was possible, after I would become king, I wanted them to continue serving me.
Lazward: H-huuuh. If that's the case, they shouldn't have been laid off. Why is it that I'm your retainer instead?
Marx: …Because in the war against Hoshido, they died. Both of them died to protect me.
Lazward: …urk！！
Marx: In the end, the mission was accomplished. But… although I'm stronger now, I still can't help but remember it. I was protected by those two's strong, resilient backs.
Lazward: Master Marx…
Marx: So… don't die. You're not allowed to behave carelessly or dangerously and lose your life … Don't make me experience the same feelings I felt before.
Lazward: ……………I understand. I promise. I won't die and leave you behind. I'll absolutely survive… I'm sure I can keep this promise to you. …for the sake of your retainers who've passed on.
Marx: I'm relieved to hear that.
Lazward: But…
Marx: What is it？
Lazward: Let's say,  after the war's over… what if I went far away, where we could no longer meet… Master Marx, would you be angry with me？ If I were no longer at your side when you become king… Would you forgive me?
Marx: ……………I'd forgive you.
Lazward: …
Marx: Even if you went far away… if you're alive, it's fine. No matter where you go, even if your name and appearance change… it would be fine because you're alive.
Lazward: Master Marx…
Marx: But remember. You are my retainer. You are the same as the vassals who died to protect me… you are an important retainer. Even in that scenario, I won't forget you.
Lazward: Yes… Master Marx. I'll remember that. That there was a prince like you here. And, that I was his treasured subject.
Marx: Is that so. …That's good. Now, your punishment is over. You may go where you like.
Lazward: …………
Marx: What is it？ You're not going to go?
Lazward: Just a bit longer… while there's still time. Please let me stay at your side.
Marx: (smile)…do as you like.