There's the answer they were expecting. They'd figured no one really planned or hoped to be a knight anymore. The fame and the benefits were nice if you lived, but the risk of death was so high. Even in the past few years there had always been at least three that died. They'd even missed last year's resolution because their knight died against the second monster. That had been a bad year.

"If it's any consolation." Fumicq seemingly reclines while floating in the air, a streak of mischief running through their thoughts.

"I can conveniently forget to recover the last item I provide you." Don't mind them as they give this toothy grin over to Haizea. Congratulations on your morally ambiguous animal companion, seems like they're willing to enable questionable methods in the name of protecting their knight even after the Wizard's dealt with.