Pulling out the key, Ella opened the door and quickly glanced around the room.

Empty.

The dragonman stood behind her, waiting patiently.

Ella angrily ripped off the mask, threw it on the bed, and looked back.

"Close the door and walk in!"

The dragonman walked in as commanded and gently closed the door.

Ella didn't turn to face the dragonman. With her hands on her waist, she stared at the messy bed.

"He's gone. This is a statement, not a question.

'Embankment, sir. Ryuiri hissed.

"Did you follow him as I ordered you to do it?"

"Of course, sir. The dragonman bowed to her.

"Where did he go?"

Ella stroked her black curls with one hand. She still hasn't turned around. The dragonmen couldn't see her face, so they didn't know what the hidden emotions were.

"An inn, my lord. On the edge of the city. It's called black charcoal. ”

"Another woman?" the dragoon's voice was tense.

"I don't think so, sir. The dragonman hid his smile. "I think he has friends over there.

There had been reports of strangers staying in the inn, but we didn't investigate further because they didn't fit the appearance of the Emerald Man. “

"Is there anyone watching them over there?"

"Of course, sir. If he or anyone inside leaves, you'll know right away. ”

The dragoon stood silently for a moment, then turned around.

Although a little too pale, his expression is still very calm.

There are many possible reasons why her face is bloodless today, the dragonman thought.

Fly far from the Tower of the King of the Law, where her forces are said to have suffered a severe defeat - the legendary dragon slayer spear has reappeared, along with the dragon god's secret treasure.

and the frustration of the man who has so far not found the emerald, who is the one who is desperately looking for after the darkness, and who is currently said to have appeared in the Flora ginseng.

Dragoons will have many things to worry about, and the dragonman wonders with amusement: why bother so much for a man?

She had many lovers, many of whom were more powerful than him, and were more anxious to please her than this gloomy half-elf.

Let's say, Bakaris......

"You're doing a great job. Ella finally spoke, interrupting the dragonman's thoughts.

She rudely ripped off her armor and waved her hand absentmindedly, almost returning to her usual appearance.

"You're going to get your reward, go ahead and get busy. ”

The dragonman bowed again and left the room, his eyes only looking at the floor.

He wasn't fooled around.

As he left, the dragonman caught a glimpse of the dragoon's gaze on a piece of paper on the table.

As soon as the dragonman entered, he saw the paper. The dragonman noticed the delicate handwriting of the elves on it.

When the dragonman closed the door, there was a loud bang inside, and the sound of armor being thrown against the wall with all its might.

The next morning, the storm ceased.

The sound of water dripping from the eaves made Robert's aching head worse, and he almost prayed to himself that the strong wind would come back again.

The sky was dark, and the clouds hung low, like pieces of aluminum pressing down on the half-elves' hearts.

"It's going to be a big storm today. Calamon said matter-of-factly.

After listening carefully to all the stories about the sea, William, the owner of the Port of Baalfo, the Pig and the Whistle Inn, Calamon thought that he had become an expert on the tides.

No one argued with him, because they also knew nothing about the sea. Only Rodrith smiled contemptuously at his brother;

Calamon had only been on the boat a few times, and now spoke in the tone of an old sailor.

"Maybe we shouldn't risk going out—" Lena began.

"We're leaving today. Robert said with a solemn face.

"Even if you use it, you have to swim away from the Fuluo ginseng. The others looked at Robert and looked back.

He stood by the window and looked out, not seeing their puzzled expressions or shrugged shoulders, though he knew it in his heart.

The group gathered in the twin brothers' room.

It would be another hour before dawn, but Robert woke everyone up as soon as he saw that the strong wind had stopped.

He took a deep breath and turned to face the group. "I'm sorry, I know I sound a little outrageous," Robert said.

"But I know some of the dangers that are difficult to speak to you at this time. Time is of the essence.

I can only tell you that we have never been in such a crisis in the past.

We must leave, we must leave immediately!" he heard hysteria in his voice.

There was a moment of silence, and then, "Of course, Robert." Calamon said uneasily.

"We're all packed. Scarlet Moon said.

"As long as you're ready, we'll go. ”

"Let's go now!" said Robert.

"I'm going to pack my things. Lena hesitated.

"Hurry up, move fast. Robert told her.

"I—I'm here to help. Calamon whispered.

Wearing the armor he had snatched with Robert, the big man quickly left with Lena, perhaps they wanted to find more time to be alone, Robert thought impatiently.

Scarlet Moon and River Breeze also stepped aside to pack their luggage. Rodrith remained in the room and did not act.

He had everything he needed with him—a package containing precious spell herbs, a staff of Materis, and a treasure of incalculable value to the dragon god, stuffed into his own mundane bag.

Robert could feel that the mage's sharp eyes had pierced him, as if Rodrith's golden eyes had seen through the dark shadows in the depths of his soul.

But the mage remained silent.

Why?, Robert thought angrily.

He was happy to face Rodlis's questioning and Rodlis's accusations.

He was almost expecting a chance to confess, a chance to let go of the burden in his heart—though he knew what would happen.

But Rodrith remained silent, pursing his lips except for the intermittent coughing.

A few minutes later, the others returned to the room.

"We're all right, Robert. Scarlet Moon whispered.

For a moment, Robert couldn't speak.

He wanted to tell them. He made up his mind, took a deep breath, and turned around.

He saw their faces, he saw trust!

He saw trust in him. They obeyed his instructions without question.

He couldn't bear to let them down, and he couldn't shake that belief. This is the only force that supports them.

He sighed and swallowed back the words to his lips.

"Let's go. He said vaguely, walking towards the door.

Marstel Cassie, woken up by the sound of a bang on her door.

She had been used to being woken up at any time, and she woke up almost immediately, putting on her boots.

"What's the matter?" she shouted.

Before the other party could answer, she had already sensed the current condition of the ship.

She looked out of the porthole and knew that the storm had subsided, and she could tell from the rocking of the hull that it was a rough day.

"The passengers have arrived. She recognized it as the first mate's voice.

The dirt bun on land, she thought unhappily, sighed, and took off the boots she had just put on.

"Tell them to go back. She commanded, and lay back down. "We're not sailing today. ”

There seemed to be some controversy outside, as she heard her first mate shouting angrily at a louder voice, and another voice called back.

Marstel stood up wearily. Her first mate, Bas Oncolaf, was a minotaur, a race known for their irascible irritability.

He was very strong, and he killed without blinking;

That's why he came to sea. On a ship like the Perichu, no one would ask about his past.

Aqua opened the door to the cabin and walked briskly onto the deck.

She asked in the sterniest voice of her voice, her eyes shifting from the head of her first mate to a bearded man who looked like an officer of the Dragon Legion.

But she recognized those brown eyes, and she glared at him coldly.

"I said we weren't sailing today, half-elf, I mean, really-"

"Marstel. Robert said quickly, "I have to talk to you now!"

He pushed Clough out of the way to reach her, but Clough grabbed him and threw him backwards.

Behind Robert, another, stronger officer stepped forward with a low roar.

The minotaur's eyes flashed fiercely, and he drew a dagger from his colorful belt.

"Calamon!" Robert warned, soothingly grabbing his hand.

"Clough!" Marstel cast an angry look at her first mate, reminding him that it was a paying guest.

Don't offend, at least not when you can see the land.

The minotaur frowned, and the dagger disappeared as quickly as it had been drawn.

Clough turned and walked away angrily. The crew whispered in disappointment, but their emotions were still high. It looks like it's going to be an interesting voyage.

Marstel helped Robert to his feet and looked at him with a piercing gaze almost as he did when he reviewed the crew for the draft.

She immediately noticed that the half-elf was very different from four days ago, when she had only closed the deal with the big man.

He looked like he had just come back from hell. Maybe you're in trouble?

She thought intuitively. I don't have to help him!

Never let my boat risk it. However, he and his friend had already paid half of the fare.

She needs the money. It's hard for pirates to compete with dragoons these days......

"Come to my cabin. Aqua said rudely, leading the way.

"Stay with the others, Calamon. The half-elf told his partner.

The big man nodded and looked at the minotaur with displeasure, and Calamon walked back to the others, and everyone crowded around the shabby luggage.

Robert was in an infinite tangle in his heart, and he didn't want to live up to their trust in him—Scarlet Moon and River Breeze believed in him like that.

On the other hand, he wanted to tell them the truth, the cruel truth hidden under the surface of peace, but he did not have the courage to do so, he was afraid that he would lose the friendship of his friends forever.

Rodrith's reaction was even more unsettling to him, after all, magicians have always had a keen intuition.

Combined with Robert's tone and expression, it was impossible for Rodrith not to see that he was lying. However, he seemed to be waiting for something, and he didn't intend to say anything.