It’s like a nerd’s wet dream. So Favaro and Kaisar used to be childhood friends. They got along well despite their differences in status, and I like how Kaisar implies that this was a wonderful thing. Class differences don’t just go poof and disappear into the thin air. A good friend may not bring the topic up, but it will always remain the elephant in the room. Everyone likes that feelgood story where superficial differences don’t matter, but let’s be real. There’s nothing superficial about stark economic disparities. Oh, I’m not saying that Kaisar is a bad person. He seems to be strong in his morals even if I don’t necessarily agree with them; he’s just naive. And more importantly, that naivete plays a part in keeping an unjust system in place. Kaisar’s the sort of well-intentioned, do-good simpleton who doesn’t realize he’s helping to prop up a system of inequality. You can’t just ignore class differences. Those differences don’t just appear out of thin air, and again, they can’t disappear into thin air, especially in a world full of kings, nobles and knights. You think those kings got where they are because of meritocracy? Hah. So when you go, “Look! We were great friends despite our differences in status,” I can’t help but shake my head. No one’s saying Favaro and Kaisar can’t be friends, but their differences in status mean more than he thinks. It’s probably why his father died. No, it’s certainly why is father died.
Amon: “Know what your old man hated most?”
Favaro: “Crooked aristocrats, authorities, and demons.”
There are two possibilities. Either Kaisar’s father wasn’t as noble as he thought, or that elephant in the room trampled all over him. Let’s examine the latter possibility, a.k.a. the more charitable possibility. Let’s assume that Kaisar’s father was a good man despite his status as a knight and despite his strictness with Kaisar. Class differences seemingly never matter when things are going well. The fact that they exist, however, should tell you that things won’t stay that way. So two things happened. Barossa was apparently a Robin Hood figure. He would steal from the rich to give to the poor. And sure, his son was great friends with Kaisar. You might then assume that he was great friends with Kaisar’s father too despite their difference in statuses! But at the end of the day, Barossa had hungry, needy people to help. So he could no longer ignore the elephant in the room and let Kaisar’s father go about his business. Heroes of justice don’t turn a blind eye just because you’re a friend. Robin Hood doesn’t get to say, “Yo, I’m not going to rob you because you’re a good buddy.” But at the end of the day, at least Barossa did what he did to help others. Likewise, the king did not ignore the elephant in the room. As soon as Kaisar’s father failed him, he quickly asserted his authority as a king and ordered for the man’s execution. Over what? Over a tribute. Over some fucking jewels.
If anything, Favaro’s former friendship with Kaisar is probably why our rogue hasn’t followed in his father’s footsteps. “I prefer bein’ in business for myself,” he says, “It doesn’t crimp my style.” He’s not lying. A noble thief will one day have to hurt the people he cares about, because someone else in greater need. That sounds like the right thing to do, but at the same time, hurting a friend is probably not Favaro’s style. After all, Favaro is hardly the most mature, grown-up person around. Plus, we don’t really know if Kaisar’s father was a good person or not. As I’ve suggested in last week’s post, our knight hero may have rose-tinted glasses on, because he so desperately wants to return things to the way they were. But again, Barossa went after “[c]rooked aristocrats, authorities, and demons.” I’ve given Kaisar’s father a charitable read in the previous paragraph, but you never know. Maybe Favaro’s old man had good reasons to attack that day. And maybe Favaro didn’t really betray Kaisar. Maybe he didn’t say anything to his father, but Barossa was going to attack anyway. It’s very likely that Kaisar is just wasting his time with this rage-filled quest for revenge. Then again, maybe Favaro did betray Kaisar. And because he did, he doesn’t have the stomach to do it again. He can’t take up his father’s legacy and become the same noble thief his father was. Either way, the results are the same.
Wait, isn’t this just a fun, swashbucklin’ tale about angels, demons, bounty hunters, pirates, zombies, and more?! C’mon, give the story some credit. It has a wealth of subtext, and that’s what makes it such a good anime. Besides, it’s not like the fun and swashbucklin’ will go away if we give the subtext some extra thought. Anyway, it’s interesting to see how the women are ten times more capable than the heroes that they follow. Favaro is just a simple bounty hunter. He’s clever, sure, but he’s no demon slayer. Once again, Amira has to transform in order to save the rogue’s life. Kaisar doesn’t quite need Rita’s assistance as much as Favaro requires help from his own partner, but having a necromancer on your side is nothing to turn your nose at. It’s just too bad that she has to look like a loli. It doesn’t look like Rita’s going away either, so we’ll just have to deal with all the unpleasantness that goes along with that. Not only that, it’s like our protagonists are swingers, because they have temporarily swapped partners. The demons have kidnapped both Amira and Kaisar, and Favaro and Rita probably have no choice but to work together for the time being if they want to get their original partners back. Still, I can’t help but imagine that our rogue and the zombie loli won’t make for a very functional team. We’ll see, though… we’ll see.
All in all, this episode is a decent glimpse into Favaro’s past. It isn’t as compelling as Kaisar’s story in last week’s episode, but there is certainly more swashbucklin’ fun if that’s more your thing.