Elf Forest,
"A mistake?"
Erza watched the standing Lis before her with utmost wariness, his relaxed demeanor suggesting that their attack had not posed any threat to him whatsoever.
Lis made no move, but instead spread his hands and sheathed the longsword he had been holding.
"If I were part of a Slave Capturing Team, why would Cecil possibly help me?"
Lis pointed to Cecil who was standing behind him, clutching her magic wand with a somewhat dazed expression, and spoke to Erza.
"Oh... Oh!"
Cecil, upon hearing what Lis had said, snapped to her senses and quickly nodded her head, saying,
"That's correct, Mr. Lis is my escort, not part of any Slave Capturing Team."
As she spoke, Cecil also glanced at Lis.
She truly hadn't expected Lis to be so domineering in the face of the Elf Guard.
In just a moment of conflict, members of the Elf Guard, who were considered elite among the elves, were powerless against Lis—and he had even held back.