And you're worried about that now?
The shepherd's concern clearly left Amira and the others at a loss.
Given the situation, it would have seemed far more normal for him to question the three of them about their true purpose in coming here.
"We didn't find him. It doesn't look like he's in here."
Still, since they'd been invited, ignoring his question would have been rather rude. Amira immediately shook her head in reply.
Only after she'd spoken did the enormous holy emblem behind him remind her that this was actually the church's territory, and that she was the host.
She couldn't help it. He was acting far too naturally.
"Then where do you think he is?"
Fu Qian seemed oddly fixated on the question, and pressed her for an answer.
Even Amira fell silent for a moment.
She'd naturally asked herself that question more than once, along with, "Why was this nightmare happening?"
From what she could tell, everything that had happened so far must have been arranged by the church. And given where the nightmare had taken place, Lord Prout had likely played an important role in it.
As for where he actually was...
"Maybe we'll know once we wake up."
After giving an evasive answer, Amira looked up at Harriet, who hung above them with her eyes tightly shut, not making a sound.
"What did you do to her?"
"They've got a bit of a temper when they wake up. They were disturbing my guests, so I suggested they sleep a little longer."
Fu Qian pointed to the blind old woman below. She was still counting peas, the only one among the listeners who remained seated.
Though quiet, she had clearly been listening to the conversation the whole time. When she heard Fu Qian say that,