After making her move, Tiona felt she had been a little rash. She let go of the priest's collar and asked, "What is there to discuss? You'd better explain why you lied to us!"
The Sun Priest straightened his rumpled robe and said unhurriedly, "Let's talk in private. Some things aren't convenient to discuss here." With that, he turned and headed toward a room inside the temple, signaling for Tiona to follow.
Tiona turned back to seek their opinion. Marcus also had no idea what was going on, but there was no harm in following to get the facts straight. What if there was still hope of reviving Harrot? He nodded firmly at Tiona.
"I wasn't asking you, so why are you nodding? Bias, do you think he looks like a good person? I can't quite figure him out." Tiona rolled her eyes at Marcus and asked Bias.
Marcus choked on his breath. Considering the time and place, he kept his mouth shut rather than arguing with Tiona. Elves were clearly quite xenophobic. Even Tiona, who was only half-elf, did not particularly like being around humans, though she did not get along especially well with elves either.
"I think he doesn't mean us any harm. He feels a little like Harrot—he gives off a warm feeling," Bias said softly. In truth, the two were quite different. The Sun Priest probably genuinely bore no ill will, whereas that lecher Harrot definitely had ulterior motives.
After hearing Bias's assessment, Tiona followed him. Bias might be a cowardly good-for-nothing, but her intuition was accurate. If she said it was fine, it should be fine. Besides, Tiona was not afraid even if a fight broke out.
The Sun Priest looked back and reminded her, "Bring that corpse!"
Tiona gently picked up Harrot's corpse. Fortunately,