The silence only made the atmosphere heavier as Rosa, her face stern, began to scold.
"Why do you spend your time on these things? Do you actually want to go to the battlefield?"
"I want to protect Mother…" Joan, who was not inherently weak, hesitated for only a moment before saying, "I want to protect everyone, just like Lord Lance does!"
The scene where Lance, accompanied by Boudica, had saved her and her mother was deeply etched in her memory.
If I were that strong, could I protect others too?
At that moment, a desire for strength was born in her; she wanted to use her own power to protect those in need!
"When you were little, you could cry for half a day just from a fall. Do you realize that fighting isn't training? That you can get hurt? That people can die?"
"I know!" Joan stood up, her voice firm. "But someone has to stand up."
Hearing this, Rosa was stunned. Her expression softened, and then she fell silent. After a moment, she spoke.
