Just as this was happening, a young woman nearby pushed her way through the crowd.
"Hewen owes her a favor?"
Luo Jiuge looked over at the sound to see a young woman in her early twenties. She wore a hunter's short tunic with grey-white beast fur draped over her shoulders, and her dark brown hair was casually tied back.
Several bulging leather pouches hung from her waist, making a clinking sound as she walked, though there was no telling what they were all stuffed with.
Arno's expression instantly turned somewhat helpless when he saw her.
"Why are you still here?"
Ida paused in her tracks, as if she had only just remembered she originally had other business.
"Just got back."
"What about those traps on the northern slope?"
"I've pretty much checked them."
Arno stared at her without a word. The woman met his gaze for a few seconds before conceding and changing her tune on her own:
"There are still two left."
"Then what are you standing around here for?"
"I'm going right now."
She agreed readily, yet she didn't move an inch.
Luo Jiuge stood nearby, watching someone who clearly had no intention of leaving, and suddenly found it somewhat amusing.
Taking advantage of the fact that Arno didn't continue urging her, the woman took two steps closer to Luo Jiuge's side and asked:
"Is the Grey Dove Monastery really that big?"
Luo Jiuge was momentarily stunned.
Before she could even reply, another question followed right on its heels: "Are there lots of people locked up inside? I heard people say before that some monasteries down south keep unicorns, is that true? And do the people in the Holy Court wear armor every single day? Even when they sleep?"
Luo Jiuge opened her mouth, but before she could