The culprit

Mercury narrowed his eyes slightly and remained silent as he looked at the matriarch that was kneeling down in front of him, as her words spread out the other Word Sharmans also quickly kneeled down and addressed him as 'savior' in unison

'She sure is cunning…'

By addressing Mercury as the savior in front of all the Word Shamans she had made sure that he couldn't deny it, she had essentially nailed him to their boat, he would sink or have to swim if their boat went down, he sighed before he asked

"Can we talk privately?"

The matriarch flashed a cunning smile before she quickly put on a humble expression and nodded

'This old fox…'

Mercury followed the matriarch into a tent, surprisingly Asma also followed after them, the matriarch sat down on the carpet, Mercury sat down in front of her and Asma sat down next to him and at a distance that Mercury felt was a little close and then the matriarch began speaking