Her Feelings

Night had fully fallen outside the city. Having escaped with their lives, they found an open space in the woods. After confirming the surroundings were safe, they began eating dinner.

"My name is Ysida Harmon, a priest of the Silver Dawn. May the Holy Light bless you. I was rescued by you here... I truly don't know how to thank you." The weakened Ysida ate the jerky and bread Abbendis and the others carried with them. Seeing that she was having difficulty speaking, Augustine quickly handed her his leather waterskin.

After taking a sip of water, Ysida finally managed to swallow the tough jerky. With food restoring her strength, the priest recovered some of her spirits as well.

"Augustine Larson, knight of the Raven Guard Knights."

"Bridget Abbendis. You can call me Abbendis. The three of us are all members of the Scarlet Crusade."

"Roderick Northumberland, from the Raven Guard Knights. To meet here must be the will of the Holy Light, my lady."

Ysida was somewhat surprised. The party that had rescued her was made up of the Scarlet Crusade and Southshore militia, yet she had not seen a single Silver Dawn knight.

She felt ashamed of her former prejudices toward the Scarlet Crusade and disappointed that the Silver Dawn had not sent anyone to rescue her. But no matter what, she had finally escaped those monsters' clutches. Before long, she would see her husband, who was fighting in Plaguewood.

With complicated feelings, the priest forced herself to offer to take the knights' watch. Roderick declined with a smile. Once she lay down on the cool ground, her nerves, which had relaxed after being stretched taut for so long, sent her into a deep sleep.

Ever since she had been captured by the Undead, she had not slept so