Chapter 173.3
Aria, who said that easily, made Camille wonder what she understood from looking at him and moved her foot and crossbow out of the way, and held out her hand to pull him up.
“…Ah, ah.”
Camille’s back was drenched in sweat as he took the offered hand and stood up; Aria easily lowered her weapon, but if she had looked away or acted hostile in any way, he would have been killed on the spot. At least that’s how he felt.
Aria was still Aria, no matter where she was. Even deprived of all her weapons and no matter how desperate the situation, she would not be any different, and in that figure Camille felt a strength to live that he could not get himself.
“Aria…for now, let’s return to the room where you came from.”
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“That ain’t very good food.”
Jessa was finally let out of her cell and poured a bottle of fruit wine down her throat while devouring a whole roasted lizard that had been laid out on the table. She had been in the dungeon for several days without eating or drinking, but her stomach and intestines did not seem to have deteriorated, as one would expect from a dwarf.
Even if there was some poison in her system, I think Jessa would be fine with it. I didn’t drink any alcohol, but only consumed a small amount of meat stir-fried with succulent oil and drank a glass of water.
“First, I will return the equipment to the two of you. However, I didn’t get the weapons back…”