"We're not..."
Being called Iron Eagle People had clearly irritated Fiona and Elsa immensely.
"This guy."
When Bailuo saw the corner of Sigurian's mouth twitch slightly, he knew his identity might have been partly exposed.
"People of Yatun?"
Enduring the pain in his body, Sigurian started, "With an accent from the Southern Thorn Territory of the Iron Eagles, I suspected you were Iron Eagle People and you immediately denied it."
"Could you be those Remnants of the Former Dynasty wanted by the Iron Eagles?"
"Captain..."
The two girls felt a chill run down their spines as they realized that just three lines of dialogue had let Sigurian guess so much.
Especially Elsa, who, lacking much experience, felt overwhelmed with guilt.
They were worried, worried that their words might bring disaster to Yatun, to their families.
"Snap."
Just as the two girls were about to cry from fear, Bailuo's hand came down.
Gently stroking, one on each side.