The situation where Printz and Raywin were competing to volunteer was truly unexpected.
For ordinary people, this role was almost like going to die.
Even I, who had joined hands with the final antagonist, might have been in a very serious and heavy mood if not for that.
Nevertheless, Printz and Raywin, true to their chivalrous spirits, stepped forward without hesitation.
Just as the knights were about to share a solemn atmosphere in response to their noble sacrifice, Thesilid, who had been watching the situation expressionlessly with his arms crossed, unfolded his arms and stepped forward.
“Unfortunately,”
With that small action and a single word, his presence commanded everyone’s attention.
“There is no one more qualified than me here.”
Having declared that, he conspicuously took my hand and led the way.
I cheerfully left a parting message.
“So he says. Well then, we’ll be off!”
“Huh, huh? Ai?!”
“Ailette……?!”
Taking advantage of the…