"Someone better?"
Brando was somewhat puzzled. "But as far as I know, shouldn't the Tirmosians be the natives who understand White Cape best in these waters?" As he spoke, he turned his gaze toward White Mist.
"In theory, yes. Or rather, that can indeed be said of this sea." Fae Lady replied in an unremarkable voice. "But when it comes to a particular individual, that may not necessarily be true. For example, I personally understand this world better than the Tirmosians."
Brando could not help raising an eyebrow. Fae Lady was said to possess knowledge from a third of the world's library. When it came to understanding the Shallow Sea, let alone the Tirmosians, even the Buga's great library guardian—the Silver Scholar—probably did not know it in as much detail as she did.
"Miss Tata, do you mean that person is you? ... But wouldn't the Dragon Queen notice you?"
Fae Lady gently shook her head. "I was only giving an example. That person is a guest of Everwinter Port. You'll meet him soon. His understanding of the elemental barriers is hardly inferior to mine, so you don't need to worry about his abilities."
"Then," Brando asked, "where is this gentleman?"
Tata flicked a finger forward. A transparent ripple passed through Brando and spread beyond the tent. Only then did she turn her gaze back to him and say, "He's in Everwinter Port. You don't need to rush off immediately. Time here passes at no more than a few dozen times slower than in the outside world. I suggest you stay and rest for a while. After all, the journey to the Earth Element Plane isn't as safe as people imagine. Besides, I have some things to give you. Before that, however, I suggest you attend a trade fair between