"It's 'him'. ”

Rosa corrected. She calmly looked at the uninvited guest in front of her, and only glanced at the old man lightly, but she was much more polite to the girl in the white robe.

"Excuse me...... Are you the shepherd of the gods?" she asked.

There was no sign on the girl's white robe, but she could tell the ...... The pride and arrogance of the "Chosen One".

Most of the time, Rosa would shy away from guys who had an inexplicable sense of superiority just because of what they were "for" and not because of what they did, but now, they really needed a priest.

"Are only priests allowed to wear white robes? I've never heard of such a rule. The girl's answer was not polite at all. She clearly understood the cause of Rosa's misunderstanding, but she did not intend to explain it at all, and even sarcastically and disparagingly did so.

Her voice was thin and clear, sounding extremely sharp. Rosa suppressed the displeasure in her heart and smiled slightly.

"Then I beg your pardon, we can't give him to you. She said, "You can see that he's seriously injured." ”

"I see it better than any of you. The girl's arrogant tone made Captain Grufeld frown slightly, "And I don't need your permission—it doesn't belong to any of you. ”

"But now he's on my boat. The captain walked over slowly, standing beside Rosa, "He helped us, he is our friend." You don't really need our permission, but unless you can get him to say yes, ...... I'm sorry. I'm afraid I can't let you take him. ”

“...... In that case, I should be your 'friend'. The girl sneered, "If it weren't for the wind I summoned." Do you think this wrecked ship can come and go at such a fast speed and escape the enemy's encirclement?"

“...... Where are you?" asked Bombu in surprise, "Is that you?"

"I don't need to be there. The girl raised her chin slightly and replied arrogantly, "My eyes are everywhere, and my strength moves with the wind." ”

"And we should believe what you say?" Gischel, who didn't buy it at all, sneered back: "Who do you think you are? a princess of a country or an illegitimate child of a god?"

The girl's fair face quickly turned red: "You don't need to know ......"

"We don't need to know, or do we simply don't deserve to know?" Gischel unceremoniously back. "If you're really that powerful, why don't you summon a whirlwind or something to sweep this half-dead creature wherever you want him to go? Don't tell me you can't, that little mage with a freckled face in the cabin below can do it—if not his brain is almost burned. ”

No one stopped her cynicism - only Bumbu muttered something under his breath.

Rosa suspected that the little mage couldn't do what she said. But at the moment...... Who cares?

Although she stood silently, she was really happy to see the girl who was so unseen that she was choked and unable to speak, but glared at Gichel, and could not squeeze a word between her slightly trembling lips...... She's probably never been treated like this.

In the midst of a silent confrontation. An impatient Ryan sighed helplessly.

"Listen. She said. "You can keep arguing like this until the dragon dies here, or you can mature a little bit and figure out what's most important - the closest priest here is in the castle of the Longfu family, not to mention whether he is willing to save a dragon...... Or a young man of unknown origin, a place you can't get close to right now, and it will take at least ten days to return to Limestone Fort or Llewellyn, even if your brain-burning mages can teleport. I doubt the dragon will be able to handle it...... He's going to die on the road, is that what you want?"

Rosa looked down at Is—and he looked terrible. Ryan was right. Not to mention ten days, she had been worried that he would stop breathing the next moment from the moment he lost consciousness.

Tess will be sad...... A lot of people will be sad.

"I know you have a thousand reasons not to believe us. Rey's tone softened slightly, "But I also know you didn't sail north for no reason...... He said something, didn't he?"

Follow the Wind...... He said.

But Rosa didn't know if the wind was blowing in the right direction.

"Can you save him?" she asked.

Ryan nodded affirmatively.

"Not here, not now. She said, "We're going to take him where he ...... Very interested, but at least one thing I can assure you is that they won't hurt him or force him to do anything. ”

Rosa exchanged a look with Cesyana.

From beginning to end, Rye doesn't show that he knows them at all, so they keep pretending not to know her. The situation was complicated enough, and they didn't know who she was and what she was for.

It stands to reason that they shouldn't trust Ryan either, she almost "stole" Sercio, and all the troubles they've been going through in the past few days have followed...... But they could also sense that Ryan had no ill will towards Sersio.

And Ed Singhal believed her.

Rosa made a decision. She pointed to the elf, still smiling, and her voice was gentle and firm: "Wherever you want to take him, we will go together." ”

The girl frowned, anger glinting in her eyes.

"No!" she refused, very dryly, "that's not a place where anyone can go!"

"Then you can only try to take him out of our hands. Rosa smiled at her calmly, "And I can assure you...... That won't be too easy. ”

If she really had any spells that could easily take Is...... I probably won't appear in front of them, and I won't have to talk to them anymore.

"Are you really going to let him die here?" Ryan began to get agitated, "what are you going to do with Ed...... Explain to Scott Cries?"

"At least I can tell them why and where Isis died. Rosa replied calmly, "At least I can give them his body - instead of telling them that I don't know where he is or if he is still alive." ”

Since no one wants Isis to die...... It's up to whoever can stay the course.

Rye glanced at the girl—standing together, they kept a certain distance at all times, as if they weren't companions.

"It's your task. She said, "You decide." ”

The girl's face turned from white to red again, and then to white, and finally she bit her lower lip, and nodded stiffly in anger and humiliation. (To be continued.) )