"Honored master, this doesn't seem like your style. Why have you suddenly become so cold toward a beauty?" On the way back, Gilbert looked utterly bewildered.
"First, I have a use for that poisonous herb myself, so I certainly won't give it to her. Besides, this Cecilia thinks she can swagger around in front of me just because her rank is higher than mine. I find that attitude extremely off-putting, so she can forget about getting the herb from me."
Han Shuo had heard from Emily that Cecilia was a priest who also studied alchemy, in which she was highly accomplished. Although she was not a frontline combatant, an expert like Cecilia, trained as both a priest and an alchemist, played a crucial role in battle.
Someone like her could rapidly restore the stamina of warriors and mages in battle. Even if they were injured, she could use priestly magic along with potions to treat them quickly, stabilizing their injuries and allowing them to return to the battlefield sooner.
After leaving the old orc's shop, Han Shuo did not linger outside and returned straight to their base. Phoebe and Emily sat lazily in two broad chairs in the courtyard, bathed in the brilliant red glow of the evening clouds, chatting merrily about something.
As soon as Han Shuo entered the courtyard, both women turned their eyes toward him. After a day had passed, their expressions were natural, without the awkwardness of the morning. Beneath the brilliant red evening glow, their pretty faces were flushed crimson and incomparably lovely. Their beautiful eyes were equally filled with tender affection, like young wives waiting at home for their husband to return.
For an instant, warmth filled Han Shuo's heart. In a daze, he felt that the two women were so beautiful at this