A vagrant, huh?
Charles raised his eyebrows as he stared at the figure who was almost covered from head to foot.
Only her eyes and a small portion of her face were visible.
I can sense mana from that woman's body. Is he hiding something?
Charles's lips curved upwards as he stood up. He then approached Alaric and reminded him with a stern gaze.
"My nephew, you should prioritize our task. Bringing that woman would only delay us. Besides, we don't know what kind of person she is. What if she is a thief or a criminal?"
His voice wasn't loud, but it was clear enough for everyone to hear.
Alaric glanced indifferently at him and responded. "I understand your concern, Uncle. I will take full responsibility for her actions and I will make sure that our trip won't be delayed. You can rest assured."
Charles stared deeply at him and shrugged his shoulders.
