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The following text is an unofficial translation by fans. There may be stylistic differences with official sources and other unofficial translations.

This page contains all of Malice's paired base conversations.

Malice and Kris

First conversation

Kris: Miss Malice.
Malice: Er, you are...
Kris: Kris.
Malice: Yeah, the guy/girl always milling around Prince Marth, right?
Kris: Wha!
Malice: You sayin' I'm wrong?
(If Kris is male)
Kris: No... Well, whatever.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: No... I guess you could say that.

Malice: So, whadya want from me?
(If Kris is male)
Kris: I saw you fighting during the previous battle. It was a style I had never seen before... Self-taught?
(If Kris is female)
Kris: I saw you fighting during the previous battle. It was a style I had never seen before... Self-taught, perhaps?

Malice: Yeah.
(If Kris is male)
Kris: It looked way too elegant for something martial- ...Eh!?
Malice: Whadya say?
Kris: W-why did you draw your weapon?
Malice: Well, it was just your first offense. I'll forgive you. ...You know about my Pops, right?
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Your movements looked way too elegant for something martial...
Malice: Wha! Whadya say?
Kris: Huh!? Did I... say something rude?
Malice: ...No, it ain't your fault. But... don't praise me. Somehow, it makes me nervous.
Kris: A-alright.
Malice: ...You know about my Pops, right?

Kris: Yeah. I heard he loves gambling.
Malice: Damn old geezer. No matter how much gold we have at home, he uses it up in the blink of an eye. That's why I learned this fencing, for show.
Kris: I see.
(If Kris is male)
Malice: Oh, right. Wanna see it?
Kris: Oh, of course! Please do show me. ...Hm? What's with the open hand?
Malice: Gold. Who said I'd show you for free?
(If Kris is female)
Malice: Oh yeah. Wanna see it?
Kris: Yes! I'd love to see it.
Malice: Alright, gotcha. I usually charge money for this, but... Just this once, I'll show you free of charge.

Second conversation

Malice: That's the speed... And now, jump!
Kris: Got it!
Malice: Stop moving the moment you fall!
(If Kris is male)
Kris: How am I suppo!
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Okay! ...Huh!?

Malice: ...Did you fall?
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Yes, as you can plainly see... You aside, Miss Malice, I'd say it's almost impossible for anyone to pull off that stunt.
Malice: Well, I'd be in a lotta trouble if people could mimic me that easily. But you seem different from the usual buff guys. You were close enough.
Kris: I-is that so? It's all thanks to my grandfather.
Malice: Oh yes, one more thing.
Kris: Hm?
Malice: I appreciate the fact you didn't ask me why I chose the way of the sword, despite being a woman.
Kris: Yeah. For a knight, there's no difference between man and woman, after all.
Malice: ...Oh?
Kris: But well, when you're quiet, you do look rather elegant- Wha...!
Malice: When I'm quiet, I what? Do you want to die?
Kris: N-no. I'd prefer not to, thanks. But more importantly, I wonder if... Could you lower this dangerous knife that's lodged rather close to my neck?
Malice: ...Hmph. Next time, I'll be twice as deadly as this!
Kris: But weren't you the one who started the subject this time, Miss Malice...?

Third conversation

(If Kris is male)
Malice: ...And it's all over.
Kris: So this is your fencing, Miss Malice...!
Malice: Aren't you glad? Your grandfather's gold was put to good use.
Kris: Yes. But, how do I say this? Those movements... It looked like I was watching shooting stars- Wha...!? Wait! I was just praising your fencing!
Malice: Indeed you were.
Kris: Then why are you pointing your sword towards me!?
Malice: I don't know either. But, when you praised me, I felt excited.
Kris: So you mean to say you felt embarrassed...!?
Malice: What did you say? Do you want to die?
Kris: No, I choose to live! I choose to live, because I want to keep admiring your fencing.
Malice: ... Very well. Then I'll show you my fencing. I don't need money. But, in return...
Kris: What?
Malice: Praise me. I want to be praised by you, more and more. I don't know why.
Kris: Yes, I don't mind. I know many, many of your good points after all, Miss Malice.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: ...And I'm done.
Malice: ...To think that you'd grasp so much in such little time. Please, don't steal my job.
Kris: Don't say that, I still have much to learn.
Malice: You're... I'm sure I told you not to be so humble. You'll just be ridiculed by others.
Kris: Yes. ...You're really nice, Miss Malice.
Malice: ...What?
Kris: But... you're unfair.
Malice: Heh, whadya mean?
Kris: You ask not to be praised... And yet, praise me all the time. How am I supposed to repay you then?
Malice: Well... You're right. Indeed, it's just as you said. I guess, it makes me nervous... 'Cause I'm not used to receiving it.
Kris: Wha! Then, from now on...?
Malice: Yeah, do as you wish. But, in exchange...
Kris: What is it?
Malice: From now on... I'll take the liberty of calling you by name. Got it, Kris?
Kris: Of course. Then... I, too, will directly call you Malice.
Malice: Sure. Once again, nice to meet you, Kris.
Kris: No. The pleasure is mine, Malice!

Dice and Malice

First conversation

Malice: Here ya go, Pops.
Dice: Oh, Malice! There y'are. That's my daughter for ya! Alrighty, time to hit 'em up!
Malice: Good grief... You better win. You better or else.
Dice: Of course! Malice, if there's anything ya might want, do tell ya Pops. I do my best if I know what I'm fighting for!
Malice: Yeah, gotcha.
Dice: Well then, I'm going for a match!
Malice: Hm? Already?
Dice: Yeah... I just thought of a new gameplan, y'know! I'm itching to test it out.
Malice: ...What now?
Dice: See ya! Ya better look forward to it!
Malice: Goddammit, Pops! ...Seriously, you'd better not lose again...

Second conversation

Malice: What I want... Hmm. Nothing in particular, I guess. Hm? Is that... Pops?
Dice: Sniff... Malice... I'm a no-good washout...
Malice: Sigh. So, how much did ya lose?
Dice: ...Everything.
Malice: Again?
Dice: I'm ashamed. It was all going well, and then...
Malice: Things got serious?
Dice: That's right! I knew you'd understand.
Malice: I wish I couldn't, actually.
Dice: Haha, I raised you into such a good girl! Oh, that's right! Did ya figure out what ya want?
Malice: Oh, you asked me that, huh. I gave it some thought, but... Nope, I got nothing.
Dice: Hm, I see...
Malice: ...Alright. Well, I'll go get money. Wait for me, Pops.
Dice: Oh, yeah.
(Malice leaves)
Dice: ...Malice...

Third conversation

Malice: Here ya go, Pops. Here's what I earned.
Dice: Oh, Malice. Whoa, ya sure got a lot... Thanks, kiddo.
Malice: Hm? What's with the funny face, Pops? Something happen?
Dice: Uh, n-no. It's nothing. You and I know I don't ever win, so giving me yer money is a waste. Ayup... I'm worthless.
Malice: Oi, now you're just acting weird. Get it together, Pops.
Dice: Naw, th-this ain't weird. What's weird is how I keep going back to gambling even when I lose.
Malice: ...What, you wanna stop now?
Dice: Are ya kidding me?
Malice: Then, stop getting all sappy on me. Gee, Pops, there ain't a thing you like more, is there?
Dice: Yeah.
Malice: ... That's right, Pops. I figured out what I want.
Dice: Oh, what is it? Let yer Pops know.
Malice: I want my old Pops back. If you keep acting like this, I think I'll go crazy myself. ...Well? Whadya reckon, Pops?
Dice: ...Wahahaha!! Leave it to me!
Malice: I see. Then all is good.
Dice: Alright, then I'm going. It feels like... I'mma win today.
Malice: I'm coming with you today. Not that I know how it all works.
Dice: Oh, do come! If yer with me, it'll be like bringing the goddess of fortune with me.