Akuyaku Reijo Nanode Rasubosu o Katte Mimashita

There's a whole pill of pain relief left on the shelf. Luc sat down with a small chair by his bedside.

"No more pain? What about fever?"

"I'm fine. Thanks to you."

He answers that and sits beside me, staring. It's an easy lie to understand.

"Than that, Sarah is"

Beyond the clash with you, I have his wife. The patient, a general from another country, is waiting for her to wake up.

"I won't wake up. Because she's in a coma in an area where health care is out of reach."

……

"You're gonna be okay. Serena says she's got power."

It was Augusto, who was entrusted with surveillance of this room, who said that without hesitation.

"That's, how long is it gonna be okay? Not for the rest of my life."

"You don't get it, you don't"

"Irresponsible......!

"Irresponsible? Then you should just get out of here. I don't know where you're going."

Always a persevering august, this general - Ares alone - has no mercy. Ares, who was turned to ridicule, tried to say something back slightly, but immediately bit her lips off and got sick.

Sighing at the tingling air, Luc changes the story.

"Would it be okay to talk about your left foot?

"... oh. I guess it doesn't work, anymore."

"Buried holy stones and nerves and muscles are becoming adhesive. When this happens, I don't think even Master Sarah can cure it anymore. The power of God's daughter will be able to restore the Holy Stone back to normal, but not to destroy it. And removing the Holy Stone from its feet where it could be destroyed is synonymous with cutting off its feet there."

Given the job of general, it's deadly not to move your legs. Ares smiled powerless, resembling a self-derision.

"- Right. Now, this is going to be a brilliant luggage, I..."

"However, there is only one possibility of moving your feet"

Ares gave me the eyebrow root, and I saw this one.

"I'm the Holy King. He may be able to renew and redefine his power as a tool to move your feet, keeping the buried Holy Stone intact"

"... Master Baal...?

"It's only a guess, but it's likely"

"- Then Master Baal would wake Sarah up!? Ts...!

Ares, who tried to get himself out, puts his face to shame. Luc shrugged his shoulder.

"Again, you still have pain? My body's hot, too."

"I don't care about that! Return Sarah to the kingdom of Ashmeil! Now."

"There's no way you can, in this situation. The Holy King must protect his country."

"Master Baal loves Sarah! Then I'm sure...!

"Come on, you! It's all convenient for me just now!

Augusto, who had just come this way, grabbed Ares' chest and held it for him.

"I think I'll ask the Holy King a lot, you forgot what you did! Sleep the woman the Holy King liked, push the fiancée you abandoned, and help!?"

"Oh, that's"

"You don't even remember me! But I forgot what I did to Serena."

"Yes, quietly"

Pussy stabbed an injection in Augusto's arm and he knelt on the floor after about three seconds.

He then quickly releases pain medication and hot and cold medicine into Ares' mouth with the water, holding his nose and mouth down. Allez, who made his eyes black and white, burst out, but he's an intrigued man.

"Mm-hmm!

"Okay, let's get to what the doctor says. Yes, you swallowed it."

"Lew - Mr. Luc, this, what..."

"It's okay, I'll be back in about half an hour, I guess"

"Probably!?"

"Listen to me often for being a cool ear. I have absolutely nothing to do with your obsession. So don't get in the way of your work. My job, Mr. Ares, is to get you back to being as healthy as possible. Including your wife."

Ares, who drank her medicine as she coughed up her beard, looks at this one with tears in her eyes.

"Well..."

"But as things stand, it is impossible to ask the Kingdom of Ashmeil for something. And on that left foot, you won't even be able to carry your wife to reach the Kingdom of Ashmeil. Even if I could, I think your wife would be dying of malnutrition by then. It's hard to admit as someone who wants to be a doctor, but now she's sleeping because of some strange power that I don't really understand."

Luc stands up as he bags the kind of tools and medicines he brings.

"To help your wife, you have to use the help of others. Do you understand?

……

"But nobody seems to be trying to help you. I don't know what happened, but I guess this is the assessment of your life so far. I also say you deserve it. There is no cure and no medicine to put on, so do something for yourself."

- I'm fine.

I hear you're finally breathing, Ares, but that's what I said small.

"I'm good. I just want to help Sarah..."

"That's why I'm telling you that's selfish!

I hit him with a strong sedative, but the august still screams is sturdy.

Luc exhaled heavily. It's not the doctor's domain, and it's not his own business.

(But Isaac is the one...)

He would.

That's what I think, Luc moves his mouth.

"Eileen might have the means to ask the Holy King."

Ares looked up all the time.

"And we don't have enough fighting power against Queen Housel. That's all I can say."

……

"Bye, Mr. Augusto. I'll keep an eye out for you."

"In this state...!?"

Augusto, who crawled on the floor and sat with his back on the wall, looks incredible. Luc laughed it off with his nose.

"If you're Irene's servant, come as flat as this"

Always this guy doesn't have enough guts to be a servant.

Smile, Luc leaves the room. We're busy here. Condition calmed me down, but Keith still won't wake up.

Besides, the most headache seeds...

"We're back, Mr. Isaac."

Leaving the bill of apology for the visit intact, Luc speaks to the patient in the bedroom of the clinic.

Isaac, who was to be unconscious yet, turned his gaze to that one.

"General, how'd it go?

"I set it aside. Now the kingdom of Ashmael may be overshadowed."

"Right. Where's Daddy the Demon King?

"Looks like Irene spoken it off."

"That would be great.... The squire doesn't seem to make it."

"Right......"

"Well, it's more of a mental support than a force of war, I hope."

The only raised Isaac injury is a fracture to his right arm on his head. This was also not an injury sustained under the rubble, but an injury when the Fenrills helped him, turning his eyes when he was first caught, but it was not a serious situation from the start.

It was Isaac himself, like no other, who told me to let that through with a seriously wounded, unconscious apology for the visit. Luc accepted it, wondering if there was anything for him to say.

But now, I regret it just a little bit.

"... they're going to set up a full-scale operation, but what are you going to do?

"Whatever I do, I'm unconscious."

"But one arm of Master Eileen would be you."

"When a traitor comes out at a time like this, it's unnecessarily confusing. Under the spark."

That concern sounds most like it, so it's troublesome.

"Lester's not an idiot, so it's okay. My job is done. There's no turning anymore."

"... Really?"

Say nothing, Luc pulls back.

This will require brutal treatment. What the hell is bothering you - are you talking about a pretty girl who's missing, or is it because this is the second time you know it makes Eileen sad and soothe her?

Either way, the inability to read how Luc behaves in these circumstances is in itself proof that Isaac's thinking is not normal.

There's no way I'm sending Master Eileen to battlefield without you.

Damn, nobody and he don't have enough guts for a servant.

Wanting me to apprentice myself, Luc exhaled heavily.