When Gauss finished speaking in a calm manner.
The air suddenly fell into an inexplicable and eerie silence.
Around them, there was no more talking, only the howling wind and the subtle sound of Gauss leisurely chewing dried meat.
Blake, the warrior at the head of the group, turned back and exchanged a glance with the others. In a position out of Gauss's sight, a flicker of fierce determination flashed in his eyes.
With a barely noticeable nod to his companions, he turned back to Gauss, forcing a somewhat "sincere" smile on his face.
"Forget it, peace is precious! Pierro, don't get angry. Just make friends with this brother." Blake waved his hand generously.
Watching the man in front slowly chewing his food.
Quietly observing him the entire time, yet not giving any verbal response.
Blake took a deep breath and signaled the others to step back.
"Then we'll take our leave for now."
The mage and priest in the group were the first to retreat back.
