Hearing Lucien’s words, somehow Natasha felt like making a joke, "I’m sorry that you have to face this dangerous fighting because of me. After all, you have never even touched a girl’s hand! If we can survive tonight, I’ll introduce you to a decent young lady."
Lucien released a sigh, "Your Grace…" At the same time, Lucien was glad to see that Natasha was still in a joking mood. Since she was the only level five grand knight on their side, the princess herself was the key factor determining whether they would have at least a bit of hope to survive tonight.
"Then, Knight Cacharel, Daniel, and Borscht, why?" Natasha turned to the three knights who decided to stay.
"My heart is beating firmly right now." Cacharel pointed at his chest, "This is the heart of a knight, not a coward."
