As the day grew dark, Shirone’s group arrived at the villa by carriage.
Amy: "Let’s go, Yuna. Your brother is probably sleeping."
Contrary to Amy’s words, when they opened the door, they saw Jis pacing the living room, dragging his injured body.
When Shirone’s group entered, he quickly turned his head, tears welling up in his eyes.
His one and only sister was approaching him without a single scratch.
The siblings hugged each other, tears streaming down their faces, warming the hearts of Shirone’s group.
Jis: "Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?"
Yuna: "Yeah, I’m fine. Big brother and the others saved me. But what happened to you? How badly are you hurt? You’re covered in bandages!"
Jis: "I’m fine. As long as you’re back, I don’t feel any pain."
In truth, even walking was difficult for Jis, but he couldn’t show it to Yuna.
It was a whip against himself for being unable to help when his sister was taken.
Jis looked at Shirone’s group. His gaze was filled with gratitude.
Jis: "Thank you. I’ll never forget this kindness."
Tess patted Jis’s shoulder as if to say it was nothing.
There would be time to boast about what they had heard from Freeman later.
Tess: "Ah, it’s nothing. You can forget about it if you want. But instead of a reward, we have a request."
Jis: "Huh? A request?"
If it was a request from Shirone’s group, he’d do anything, but it was a bit unsettling that such strong people, who had fought the Parrot Mercenaries, wanted something from him.
Jis: "What, what is it? Is it something I can do?"
Jis couldn’t understand the situation.
Not only Shirone’s group but even Yuna was smiling at him.