Then one of the guys in the group rushed up a little faster and came to Gaius and the others.
Then the man bent his hips softly and put his right palm against Gaius's back wound.
And as he gently meditated his eyes and whispered the spell, his right hand shimmered white.
"This man is good at healing magic. But you're not gonna let them treat you completely, are you? Your power is something to be afraid of. Once completely cured, we will be in a predicament again. So it's just a quick blocking of the wound. Don't feel bad, okay?
Then Gaius slowly opened the mouth of what was, how much easier it was with the wound blocked.
"... what are you going to do with me... ……
Negretalia replied without getting her hair in between.
"Take him to the Imperial City. It turned out to be a good souvenir."
Then Gaius struck his tongue with regret.
"... Shit!... Weren't you supposed to kill him? ……
"I was going to kill him at first. But I changed my mind. Honestly, there won't be as many magic bearers as you. So I thought I'd be glad to take you under Pope's command."
"... rejoice?... The Pope? ……
"That's right. You honor the mighty. Whoever it is."
Gaius was suspicious with his eyebrow roots squinting.