Bab 603: An Easy Way to Lose Your Head

Straga had quite a large number of eyes around him at the end of his 'confession' to Monica. 

I mean... he was certainly the most obvious choice of the two siblings when it came to who to fight. 

Thrudd was mowing down opponents left and right with her sword and calamitous lightening in unison.

And the third prince was just kind of standing there... talking to a girl.

Which would you pick?

Straga finally realized that he had a crowd of individuals around him and not just Monica. 

He scratched the back of his head in embarrassment as he met the gaze of every single applicant seemingly waiting for him to finish. 

"O-Oh... How long have all you guys been there?" His embarrassment was mortifyingly apparent. 

"Whole time, my prince."

"We did not want to interrupt your vow of love... and it was nice to have a moment to catch our breath too."