Pristella, Water Feather Pavilion.
When Fang Li and his group returned here through Beatrice's Teleportation Magic, an oppressive atmosphere greeted them.
"You're back?"
In the dining hall, everyone had gathered together, turning their eyes toward Fang Li's group as they emerged from the distorted space.
Fang Li's companions, in particular, could not help but sigh in relief.
"Lady Sylvia...!"
Rem even rose to her feet, looking somewhat emotional and guilty.
Seeing the relief and guilt on Rem's face, Sylvia smiled apologetically as well.
"I'm sorry, Rem. I made you do something you hated."
Rem was surely still blaming herself for being unable to help, able only to flee under Sylvia's protection.
So Sylvia went over to Rem, gently embracing her and comforting her.
Sylvia's tenderness seemed to finally dispel much of Rem's guilt, granting her a small measure of solace.
The two comforted each other like that, and everyone's expressions relaxed slightly as well.
At that moment, Garfiel stepped forward.
"That was seriously uncool, Boss." Garfiel said with extreme dissatisfaction. "You didn't even bring me along! I'm your number one general!"
Only in front of Fang Li did Garfiel refrain from calling himself "this great me."
Naturally, Fang Li understood Garfiel's dissatisfaction.
"That's exactly why I left you behind," Fang Li said. "I couldn't bring Emilia before the Witch Cult. Who knew what danger that might bring? But leaving Emilia alone was even more impossible. Rem wasn't in the best condition either, so if I didn't entrust Emilia's protection to you, who else could I entrust it to?"
As for Beatrice...
"Betty never intended to stay somewhere out of sight while Fang Li went to the battlefield. Besides, Fang Li needed Betty's help to reach the scene as quickly as possible."
Beatrice's explanation was essentially the reason.
Thus, Garfiel had