Natasha ignored Verdi’s words and just stared at Silvia. The princess’ eyes were slightly squinted, and with a trembling voice Natasha asked the girl she loved, "Was it you, Silvia?"
Verdi did not act rashly, since Natasha still had a level four grand knight, two level two knights, two level one knights and more than twenty knight squires and around eighty soldiers to protect her.
Silvia took a few deep breaths and she gradually calmed down. "I appreciate your love toward me, Natasha, but unfortunately, I care more about my father. My father spent so many years trying to find a chance to go to the Magic Congress in order to live a peaceful life, and his wish is my wish."
"So?" Natasha asked gently, "That’s why you wanted me to die?"
