Originally, he wanted to continue asking, but he clearly felt that the other party did not want to mention this topic, so in the end he could only suppress his inner doubts.

"Okay, put on your clothes." After a while, Brian waved his hand and used the cleaning technique to clean up the blood on his hands.

"Thank you very much."

Hesiah smiled at him, put on her clothes, and drank a bottle of healing potion.

As her injuries and physical strength gradually recovered, she stood up from the stone slab, straightened her slightly disheveled brown-red hair, and walked to Brian.

"I'm very sorry, I don't like lying." She extended her right hand to him and said with a smile, "So, there are some things I can only choose to remain silent about."

"Understandable." Brian shook hands with her and shrugged nonchalantly.

He found that the sword mage who had regained his strength seemed to be a different person.

He met her gaze and saw a pair of silver-gray eyes shining under a pair of slender eyebrows. Their dignified beauty strangely projected strong strength and sharp wisdom.

Only then did Brian realize it.

The appearance of the sword mage in front of him, except for the striking hair color and eyes, was similar to that of Grand Duchess Raul of Arabe City. The two of them had almost nothing in common, which made his doubts even heavier.

"However, there is one thing I can assure you."

Hesiah sighed softly, touched the Purple Dragon Seal Ring on her finger, and said in a rather solemn tone, "The Kingdom of Cormyr has never forgotten Mokou Town in the rocky wasteland."

"Get some rest early. Our next stop is the Lightless Woodland."
Chapter completed!