"Now that those bandits and convicts are onto us, keeping you with the mercenary legion isn't necessarily a very safe option. However, given your physical condition and the dangerous times that we're currently in, I can't allow you to head north on your own without any protection," Erwin said to himself, paying no heed to the fact that Onean was unable to reply due to her paralysis. "How about this? I had a look at the map earlier, and several dozen kilometers east of here is the city of Haggardy. If we head northeast along the coastline from Haggardy, we'll reach the city of Xeto in several dozen more kilometers, and once we get there, there will be a provincial road that leads directly to Newen. Once we reach that point, I presume you'll have mostly recovered from your injuries, so when the time comes, you're free to go anywhere you please, and I won't stop you, is that alright?"

Erwin turned to Onean as he spoke to gauge her reaction.

However, Onean didn't want to expend any more emotional energy, and she closed her eyes and refused to look at him, not wanting to look at the face of her brazen captor any longer.

"I don't know what you were getting so worked up for. Am I the type of person who would take advantage of you in that situation?" This was a rather shameless statement from Erwin. After all, he had taken advantage of Onean on multiple occasions in the past. He quickly realized this himself as well,...