Emmerich raised a brow. "That boy is a handful. He always tried his best to obfuscate his talents because he didn't want to advance..." He sighed, before addressing Katherine's second question. "And as for the sigil..." Emmerich set down the hilt he'd been holding onto, which had the same mark on it. "The militia is an informal branch of the king's army, under the command of Prima's Lord." He explained. "The equipment, all of it I brought from the capital when I came here to command this base. That symbol is the Royal Crest of Iris. It's based on the divine brand that appears... Or rather appeared on the body of the true ruler of this land... For example..." Emmerich pulled out a scroll, on it was a portrait of a young man with a big smile, standing next to another young man with a stern expression on his face. A young man who looked suspiciously like Emmerich. "This jovial young man is... Or was, King Alphin." He said, pointing to Alphin's left arm, where an identical mark could be seen on the back of the forearm. "As you can see, this is the same mark those of us carry on our gear."