Just as Robert had seen the same enthusiasm when he hugged her in his arms a few days earlier, Robert now saw the murderous intent in her eyes clearly, and he shuddered.

The dragoon didn't take his eyes off him for a moment, raising his gloved hand.

Maybe it was a gesture ordering the blue dragon to attack, maybe it was to say goodbye to him.

He would never know anyway, because at that very moment, a hoarse voice overwhelmed it all with incredible force.

"Ella!" shouted Rodrith.

The mage pushed Karamon away and ran towards the blue dragon.

He ran on the slippery deck, his robes fluttering in the growing wind.

A strong gust of wind blew his hat off. Rhodelis's golden skin was oozing with sweat, and his hourglass-shaped pupils shone faintly in the darkness of the storm.

The dragoon grabbed the blue spike on the mount's back, and the blue sky climbed upwards to protest the sudden change.

She stiffened in astonishment, her big brown eyes wide open, and she looked through the mask at this weak half-brother who had been raised since childhood.

Her gaze shifted slightly, and she saw Calamon walking up to Rodrith.

"Ella?" Calamon said depressedly.

His face turned pale, and he looked fearfully at the blue dragon flying in the wind overhead.

The dragoon will turn his head to look at Robert again, then turn to Berclery.

Robert stopped breathing, and he could clearly see the struggle in his soul in her eyes.

If she wanted to capture Belcleral, she would have to sacrifice the brother who had learned all the swordsmanship from her, and she would have to kill his weak twin brother.

She also had to kill the man she once loved. Then Robert saw that her eyes turned cold, and he shook his head in despair.

It doesn't matter.

She will sacrifice her brother, and she will kill him.

Robert remembered what she said, "Catch Berclery, and we'll trample Candela under our feet." After the darkness will give us more rewards than we can imagine!"

Ella pointed at Belclaire and let go of her grip on the straddle mount. Blueeye let out a brutal scream, ready to dive.

But Ella's momentary hesitation caused irreparable damage. Beclaire completely ignored her, and step by step steered the entire ship towards the center of the storm.

The wind roared, tearing the ropes from the ship.

The waves hit the ship's side, the rain began to fall like a knife's edge, and hail piled up on the deck, covering it under the broken ice.

The dragon was suddenly in trouble.

A gust of wind blew towards it, followed by another gust of wind.

Blue-eyed wings fluttered helplessly, gusts of wind hitting it.

The hail keeps hitting its head and has the potential to injure its wings.

If it hadn't been for the strong willpower of its owner to control it, it would have fled the storm and flown to a safer sky.

Robert saw Ella and pointed at Belclery in anger. He also saw Blue-Eyed bravely try to fly closer to the helmsman.

Then, a fierce wind struck the ship, and a great wave hit them.

A wall of waves surrounded them, and the white spray knocked the sailors down, staggering and sliding on the deck. The boat began to jolt.

Everyone grabbed ropes, nets, whatever they could get their hands on to avoid being washed overboard.

The steering wheel was like a living creature, constantly jumping in Beclery's hands, and Berclery struggled with it.

The sail cracked in half, and the crew screamed and fell into the sea of Ishtar's blood.

Then, slowly, the hull began to be straightened again, and the wooden hull began to creak under this pressure. Robert looked up quickly.

The blue dragon and Ella are gone.

As soon as her fear of the dragon vanished, Marstel leaped to her feet, determined to save her dying ship.

She kept giving orders, and one of her unsteady steps bumped into Lena.

"Get out of the cabin, you fools!" said Marstel roared at Robert in the storm.

"Fat, you friends, take them down, you're going to get in the way! Go to my room. ”

Robert nodded unconsciously, instinctively taking the others out of the cabin.

They felt as if they were in a dream that didn't make sense, and the darkness was slowly enveloping them.

As Calamon walked past him with his brother, his resentful eyes pierced Robert's chest like arrows.

Rhodelis's golden eyes swept over him like flames burning his soul.

Then they passed him and walked with the others into the shaking cabin, tossed up and down like rag dolls.

Robert waited until everyone was safely squeezed into the small cabin, and then he closed the door with all his weakness, not daring to turn around or face his friends.

All he could think of was Calamon's resentful eyes, Rodrith's golden eyes that knew everything.

He also heard Scarlet Moon sobbing softly, and he would rather die here than face them.

But this is not possible. He turned slowly. River Wind stood beside Scarlet Moon, leaning against the ceiling and walls with a gloomy face.

Lena bit her lip, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Robert leaned back against the door and watched the group in silence. For a long time, no one spoke.

The only thing I could hear was the sound of the storm raging outside and the waves crashing on the deck.

Water splashed in their faces. They were wet and cold, shivering incessantly from such blows and fear.

"I-I'm sorry," Robert licked his salty lips.

His throat ached and he could barely speak. "I-I thought I'd tell you-"

"That's how you've spent the past four days," Calamon said softly, in a low voice.

"With our sister. and our sister who became a dragoon!"

Robert hung his head softly. The ship swayed beneath his feet, causing him to crash into Marstre's desk nailed to the floor.

He steadied himself and slowly rose to face them.

Half-elves have endured many pains in the past, the pain of being discriminated against, the pain of losing something dear, the pain of being hurt by knives, swords, and arrows.

But he knew he couldn't bear the pain.

The betrayed look in their eyes stabbed directly into his heart.

"Please, you have to trust me......" What a stupid thing to say!" he thought wildly.

Why should they believe me? It's ridiculous that I kept lying to them when I came back.

"Okay. "I know you don't have any reason to believe me, but at least listen to me."

I was walking down the streets of Flora when I was attacked by an elf.

Seeing me wearing this outfit," Robert said, referring to the armor on the guide, "he thought I was an officer of the Dragon Legion."

Ella saved my life and recognized me.

She thought I had joined the Dragon Legion, what could I say? She-" Robert wiped his face wearily, "she took me back to the hotel, and—then—" He couldn't continue.

"And then you lie in the arms of the Dragoon General for four days and four nights!" Calamon raised his voice angrily.

He staggered to his feet and held out a finger to Robert. "After four days of revelry, you need to rest!

So you think of us and come back to see if we're still waiting for you.

We're just waiting, like a bunch of stupid people who don't have a head to bully—"

"Yes, I'm with Ella!" robert's yelled, suddenly filled with rage.

"Yes, I love her! I don't expect you to understand that no one understands!!, but I swear—

I have never betrayed you!When she went to Sorenia, it was my only chance to escape, and I did not hesitate to do so.

A dragonman followed me, apparently on Ella's orders.

I may be an idiot. But I'm definitely not a traitor!"

"Phew. Rodrith spat on the floor.

"Listen, mage!" roberted exclaimed. "If I betrayed you, why was she so surprised to see her brothers go?!

If I betrayed you, why don't I just send a few dragonmen to the inn to arrest you?

I can do this at any time. I can also send them to catch Berclery.

He was the one she was looking for.

He's the one the dragonmen are searching Forrosan to find, and I know he's on board.

If I told her where he was hiding, Ella promised me that I would rule all of Candela.

That's how important he is. All I need to do is lead Ella to catch him, and I'll give them to me myself after the darkness!"

"Don't tell us you didn't even think about it," Rodrith said hoarsely.

Robert opened his mouth, then fell silent for a moment.

He knew that the mistakes he had made were as obvious as the beard on his face. He choked and put his hand over his eyes to cover their faces.

"I—I really love her," he said intermittently, "for so many years I've been reluctant to admit what kind of person she really is."

Even if I knew at the time, I couldn't restrain myself. If it's you," his eyes cast to the river breeze, "or you," he looked at Calamon.

The hull shook again. Robert felt the ground under his feet begin to tilt, and he grabbed the table to steady himself.

"What are you going to do?" I've been thinking about her for five years," he paused, and the group didn't say a word.

Calamon fell into a rare thought, and River Breeze looked at Crimson Moon.

"When she's gone," Robert's voice was soft, full of pain.

"I lay on her bed and kept blaming myself.

You may blame me now, but you can't hate and spit on yourself as much as I did!

Robert stopped when he said this, and his heart was as painful as a knife. It was clear that he had failed Lolana, and at the same time he had lived up to everyone's trust and expectations of him.

From then on, River Breeze and Karamon and the others would never trust him easily. Robert's actions are understandable, but in no way forgivable.

It's not that he betrayed his companion, it's that he still only thinks about justifying himself after the matter is revealed!

He blindly emphasized how his love was, but he never thought about the difficulties his companions had encountered in the past few days.

Selfish people can never be trusted.