Now it's evening. After your chariot is attacked by thieves who steal all the gold in your chariot Let the Falcion protect you and guide you to safety.

You are currently sitting in a cave warming yourself by a fire. While Falcion is grilling fish for you.

"Eh, you have a wound" You reached out and gently touched his arm wound. Make him turn his face to you and his eyes widen.

"Princess, I'm fine." Falcion suddenly grabbed your wrist. His grip was a little rough and tight.