"General, are you alright? You look…sick. If you feel under the weather, you do not need to force yourself."
One of the delegates noticed how Meria looked ready to collapse, and he immediately asked Meria if he was alright.
"I am fine. I just feel a little dizzy, but that is nothing you need to worry about. I promise you that your safety is not at risk."
Meria promised the delegate, but the man looked even more awkward.
"No, that was not why I asked this question. You looked a little paler than I expected, So I asked this question. I… never mind!"
The delegate quickly retracted what he was about to say, ending that discussion.
The Saintess entered the discussion with a tense air around him.
Meria coils instantly tell that something big has happened, and he settles down near the gate.
Meena cleared her throat once she knew she needed to speak on the Saintess's behalf.
