They were now both wanted fugitives by many powerful factions across the continent, carrying endless troubles tied to their names.
Keeping them was no different from keeping two walking disasters.
Emory couldn't bring himself to speak.
He was also afraid that the moment he opened his mouth, he would see her cold and disgusted expression rejecting his request.
But right after that thought crossed his mind, he saw Elara had already walked over to the bed where Morin was lying.
She took out a top-grade life-saving pill refined by Oswyn from the medicine pouch she carried and fed it to her senior brother.
Emory paused for a moment, then quickly stepped forward and said, "You… you don't need to give senior brother such a precious pill.
I… I have some with me."
As one of his emergency methods, he certainly carried various excellent life-saving pills.
Even though these pills were nothing compared to the divine medicines made by Oswyn from the Valley of Divine Medicine, since that place had always been a legendary sect in the outside world, even a single pill from there could be worth a fortune.
But in the eyes of the people on the continent, the pills in his possession were already considered top-grade.
They had always used these pills before, and they were usually enough.
Yet Elara not only gave Morin that one pill, but after Emory finished speaking, she directly removed the pouch from her waist.
After checking how many pills were left inside, she handed the entire pouch to Emory.
"Your senior brother was taken out of the Blood Garment Tower.
That place will definitely make a big move.
Even though you can change his appearance and form, the Blood Garment Tower will surely guess you'd do something like that.
Even if you change how you look, they might still examine the injuries on your bodies."
"And no matter how well you disguise the outer wounds, you can't truly hide the damage inside.
So keep these pills, and feed them to him quickly so his wounds can heal."
There was still an entire chest of various pills that Oswyn had prepared for her, completely untouched.
Giving this pouch to Emory now didn't matter.
She could just refill a new one when she returned, but Morin's injuries had to heal fast.
If the Blood Garment Tower noticed something strange, they would be in serious trouble.
Emory dazedly took the delicate pouch, still carrying Elara's body warmth.
Then he heard her calmly continue, "You two stay here for now.
I'll have Shi Yi and other shadow guards watch the surroundings.
As for the issue of your identity and staying here with Prince Yu, I will take care of it."
After all, on this journey, no one like Prince Yu or Gareth had seen or heard Emory's true name, identity, or face.
They simply assumed he was someone Elara had brought along like Mr. Gong.
"You all just wait here. After the Hundred Nations Banquet ends, follow me back to Plumera first. We'll talk again once Morin is completely healed."
As soon as Elara finished speaking, Emory suddenly looked up at her. His handsome, narrow eyes widened slightly. "You… you're willing to take in me and my senior brother?"
Elara was briefly stunned by his question. "Take in? This isn't taking you in. Didn't we already make a deal?"
After throwing the question back, she saw Emory press his lips tightly together and glance at his senior brother. Elara paused for a second and then understood what he meant.
Her eyes moved back and forth between Emory and Morin for two seconds.
Not to mention that she needed Emory's skills to disguise themselves and infiltrate the Jingshi palace, she was also very interested in the Thousand Faces Sect's abilities.
She saved Morin. Besides Emory feeling indebted and willing to help her, wouldn't Morin, the one who was rescued, owe her as well?
After bringing them back to Plumera, Elara would then have two people from the Thousand Faces Sect by her side. Wouldn't it be much more convenient to handle various matters?
As for the series of troubles behind Emory and Morin… like she said, who would suspect that two fugitives wanted across the continent were hiding in her tiny Plumera?
With the illusion techniques of Emory and Morin, combined with Plumera's obscure position in the southwest corner of the continent and its weak national standing, as long as they didn't go out of their way to expose themselves, who would suspect her or Plumera?
Besides, her current identity and appearance were fake anyway.
"Or do you have somewhere else to go that's safer?" Elara looked at Emory and asked again.
Emory immediately shook his head. His eyes stayed fixed on Elara, confirming that she understood what he meant and was still willing to take him and his senior brother in. His gaze filled with deep gratitude, and his eyes even turned slightly red.
If not for Elara, he and his senior brother… might have already fallen into the hands of the Blood Robe Tower and suffered a fate worse than death…
Seeing he had no objections, Elara told him to stay here and accompany his senior brother while he recovered. Then she left behind Shadow One and other guards to watch over them.
Elara didn't bother to concern herself with what Emory was thinking anymore. She glanced at the sky outside, which was starting to brighten, and took Shadow One back to the inn.
Including today, she had already stayed up almost two nights in a row. No matter how strong her body was, she couldn't keep going like this.
Otherwise… thinking of the bitter medicine soup Oswyn said he'd make her drink when she returned, Elara let out a low groan and quickened her pace back to the inn.
After quietly sneaking back into her room, Elara forced her heavy eyelids to stay open. She organized and packed away the critical distribution map of the Blood Robe Tower and that secret assassination list.
She even asked the System to scan and back it up. Only then did she finally go wash up, change clothes, and lie on the bed, falling into a deep sleep.
The next morning.
Elara had probably only slept about four hours before she had to drag herself out of bed again. She swallowed a vitality pill Oswyn had given her.
Once she confirmed that her face didn't look too terrible, she went downstairs to have breakfast with Prince Yu and Gareth.
Oh, right. Prince Leland was there too.
Because of the agreements and deals reached yesterday, Prince Leland had simply moved out of the inn prepared for him by the Geranium Kingdom and moved into the Jinyun building.
From now on, while Elara and the others attended the Hundred Nations Banquet, he would also be joining them.
"Miss Bai, did you not sleep well last night? You look a little tired."
Prince Leland, sitting across from her eating breakfast, noticed her weary expression and asked.
Prince Yu and Gareth also looked over. Gareth picked up the warm tea on the table and poured her a cup. "Miss Bai, it seems like you haven't slept well these past two days. Are you not used to the bedding here at Jinyun? Should we ask the attendants to change it for you?"
Elara shook her head. She had basically pulled two all-nighters, so of course she wasn't in great shape.
She accepted the warm tea Gareth handed her and took a sip. She casually gave an excuse. "It's nothing. Maybe I'm just not used to it. But it's not a big deal. A few more nights and I'll be fine. No need to make a fuss and change anything."