Back at that last battlefield, he was among the group Gilbert led that managed to escape to Damietta. Since then, his position among the Order had been secured as one of the members of Gilbert’s faction. But well, that was yet another thing that had passed into nothingness now, with Gilbert’s passing away.
Crowley simply looked at his guest, while Roy glared at Crowley, saying in no uncertain terms, “Crowley Eusford. Why are you still here.”
“…You’re drenched to the skin, Roy.”
“Answer me! Why didn’t you come to Gilbert’s funerals?!” Roy yelled. He looked to be terribly angry.