Four days earlier after Warren fell, he returned to the castle in a hurry as Ein was contacted.

From the station it was Ain who drove back to the castle in a carriage, but from there it seemed to run in great haste, opening his mouth out of breath.

“Ha… ha… oh, my God!

It was Barra’s clinic that came.

In the castle…… and it was a building where Barra was working, set up near the Knights’ training center.

Ain, who returned to the castle, hurried to hear that Silvado was here.

Open the door ramblingly and speak to the person inside.

“Grandpa… is Mr. Warren… Huh!?

Because of my hurry back, in the end all I was asking was information that Warren was down.

Along the way, Chris broke up and went to Lloyd’s, so Ain asked for the occasion alone.

“Ohh…… Ein. You’re home well. There are a lot of things I’d like to ask you about the results.”

“I don’t mind that stuff later! Mr. Warren…!

“… is. Barra, can you explain?

“Yes! I’m in awe!

After all, you should leave it to those involved in the treatment.

Silvard called out tired, as Bhara turned to Ain.

“So, Your Highness. I will tell you about His Excellency the Chancellor!

It seems more calm these days than it used to be, but if royalty is the opponent, it’s not much different than it used to be.

Such a voice was called out to the restless Bhara, and Ain similarly saw Bhara.

“- I suffered a deep cut from my back. You have not lost your life because you were able to stop the bleeding before the blood flowed too far. … however, it remains unconscious”

“… you think you’ve saved your life?

“Sa… it’s your left! So the rest depends on the treatment to come…”

When Ain hears it, he manages to stop the force from about to fall off his knees and desperately maintains that posture.

The fact that I lost my life would mean that I was able to do something about it… I was so relieved.

“Okay. So, where is Mr. Warren now?

The clinic landscape, no matter who sees it? I think it’s a sight.

Because Silvard sits on a very normal medical table, near which Barra does her job nervously.

In addition, Ain (Prince Wang), who hurried back, shows how he panicked near the door.

… Let’s call it an unusual indoor environment inside, rather than a patient.

“If you are the Chancellor…… I have been in therapy in your own room in the castle since last night. Every few hours, I go on a follow-up visit, otherwise Bereans will be with me.”

“- That’s why. Laralua, too, sent Berea to Warren without any other work.”

“I see. … but don’t worry, Beria.”

In the service, there is no one to stand alongside.

A woman who had the trust of Laralua all by herself and was just taking care of Laralua by herself.

Even Martha was just the sheriff of one castle, who evaluates that she doesn’t know when it can be exceeded.

“Is that it? Then why is Grandpa here?

Think of it, I even felt unusual that Silvado was alone.

“Mm-hmm?… Yeah, I asked you earlier about Warren. How’s it going? And.”

“Oh. Is that what happened? By the way, what have you been up to lately?

“Mm-hmm. I think Barra just mentioned it, but it will depend on the treatment to come. I mean, I don’t know when my consciousness will come back.”

When Ein snorts deeply into Silvered’s words, he thinks of one question.

“By the way, what was Mr. Warren attacked by?

Who caused Warren an injury? Ain’t heard that.

When he sends his gaze to Silvard with his angry eyes, Silvard answers in a puzzled manner.

“… a knight who died in Euro. When they rose as if they were undead, they used their buried swords together to attack the rest of them.”

“What… to your grandfather?

“That’s right. That’s how Warren was wounded and still is.”

I heard a light explanation and understood the great stream, but I don’t see how the knight who was supposed to be dead got up.

“- How did the knight who was supposed to have died get up?”

“I don’t know. The only thing I found out was that it wasn’t the undead that transformed the knight. Majorica and Katima continue to investigate, but detailed results have not yet arrived”

It seems that while he stays up like an undead, he’s not an undead.

“Not undead……?

“Dear Left…. Oops, you had another thing figured out. Apparently, the heart of the deceased knight was transformed like an interracial nucleus”

– When I hear that, Ein’s body pulses loudly for a moment.

As I thought in the elves, the old research that was still being done here in Ist…… it seemed to have something to do with the so-called artificial demon king.

Thinking with a strange look on his face, he thought it was just the right opportunity and did Silvered every favor.

“Actually, I have a favor for Grandpa…”

Then, what we talk about is the hypothesis we came up with in the elf.

In order to have Oz summoned at all costs, I beg you to call me in Silvard’s name.

When Ain explains to be as concise as possible, Silvard also nods a few times with a face that looks serious.

“Is that what happened? The journey into the interior was also, apparently, a good one…. Quickly. I confirmed the book and contacted Ist. Send them to the Kingsguard and let them know how important it is.”

“Yes, thank you”

Seems convinced by Ain’s explanation, Silvard stands up as soon as he answers that.

“It’s Barra. I’m sorry I went out so many times. Well, keep it up.”

“Ah… yes, no! That’s not true.”

Being suddenly called out and thanked, Bhara replies in a panic.

It was an attitude that hit disrespectfully, but when Silvard behaved smiling, he advanced his foot towards the door.

“Ein, ask Warren later. That man might wake up if Ain’t come to see him.”

Thus, at the end of the day, Silvado walked away when he told the joke.

The leftover Ain had a bitter laugh, but after a few seconds he talks to Bhara.

“Uh… in the meantime, that means you don’t have to worry about your life anymore, right? I worry about you the same way over and over again.”

“Yes! No problem! I just… As I was saying, until when will you wake up…”

This is what precious therapeutic magic users say.

I mean, Warren could have lost her life without herself.

Think of it this way, Ain’t just thankful.

“He said I didn’t have to look sorry for that. Thanks to Barra, Mr. Warren was helpful. Thank you so much.”

Something’s been keeping your head down lately.

When he laughs bitterly again, Ain lowers his head softly.

“So… Your Highness!? Please don’t. Such a thing……!

I just had the same exchange in the elf.

But Barra still acted the same way.

“Now, I don’t care if I bother Barra any more… I think I’ll go visit Mr. Warren.”

When I look up in a kelloggy way, I see Barra in a hurry and smile.

“Sure, it’s Mr. Warren’s room, isn’t it? Is it okay if I go now?

“Ah… yes. I’m fine. Perhaps now that you have Master Beria, if you have anything to ask me, just ask Master Beria…!

“Mm-hmm. Okay. Well, I guess I’ll be free, too.”

We need to go to Krone and talk.

But let’s start with Warren’s visit. When Ain hung his hand on the door of the infirmary, he said thank you one last time and left the place behind.

Compared to before arriving at the castle, Ain’s mood also regained some calm.

After all, it is only natural that Ein should be relieved if he hears that he is no longer worried about his life.

With a somewhat looser foothold, Ain was advancing his legs towards Warren’s room.

“- Ein!?

“Sort of… krone. I’m home.”

He grabbed Krone’s hips and leaned over, unlike Krone at the corner, who was about to lose his position in a hurry.

Then, right now, after answering, he sees that Krone’s posture has settled, and Ein releases his hand from Krone’s waist.

“Welcome home…… And the body…… thanks”

“You’re welcome. Were you taking a break now?

“Uh… yeah. I never thought I’d meet Ain as soon as I got into my break.”

Unfortunately dropping Ain’s hand off, Krone is happy to reunite.

When Ein, who heard it was a break, prompts Krone, he advances his legs toward Warren’s room in line.

“Me too. – I didn’t expect to see you on your way to see Mr. Warren.”

“… have you heard the story?

“Yeah. Actually, I was asking about Barra first…. I didn’t think you had a grandfather.”

“Your Majesty, I always ask Mr. Burra’s office a few times a day.”

We’ve been working together for decades.

That’s not one weird story that Silvard worries about.

Krone said the matter worryingly.

“A knight headed for Euro or a civilian…… and Lili included, but we’re in emergency quarantine at the same time. You have no idea what’s going to happen.”

“… well, that’s right”

Or does that not treat you like a toxin? and Ain thought for a moment.

It would be dangerous to try, but there would be room for thought.

“That sounds like a lot to hear.”

“- Yeah. So, I’m sorry I’m tired, but will you come to my office later?

“Okay. Have you heard from him beforehand?

“I don’t need it. I’ll be staying in for a while, whenever Ain’t okay.”

“Mm. Copy that.”

I need to sharpen my sleep for a few days. When Ain made that determination, Krone stopped on his feet.

“We’re here. Ain”

“Krone’s not coming?

“… I’ve been here several times. So I’m fine today.”

When Krone answers with care, Ein replies that he has figured it out.

Seeing Ain convinced, Krone knocks on the door of the room.

“Yes.”

Berea was heard from inside, and Krone followed the scene with an eye on Ain.

Ain takes a deep breath once, then hangs his hand on the door.

– I’m here to see you.

“Eh… oh, my lord. You’re back.”

I looked surprised, but Beria quickly regains her usual condition.

The tiredness was hidden in my eyes, but I could see the effort I made to hide it with makeup.

Standing up and controlling Berea with her hands with her head down, Ain looks at Warren lying in bed.

“Yeah. I just got home. What……. Mr. Warren. I’m home.”

I approach the bed and call out, but I don’t get a favorable reply back, as usual.

Just keep your eyes closed, Warren seems to be healing her body.

Hard to tell, but seeing the futon go up and down, Ein realized that Warren was alive.

“Grandpa said he would wake up if I came… but I knew he couldn’t do that.”

As I knew it, Ain grinned sadly, sitting in the chair beside the bed.

“I’m sorry. When this man wakes up, we will make sure he conveys his iniquity.”

“Hahaha…… I’m fine. Mr. Beria.”

Ain’t in a hurry to say no to the air he’s really going to convey.

“… that’s a little hot. Take one off.”

I just sat down in the chair, but Ain said so and got up.

As I was thinking of putting my jacket somewhere, Beria perceived it and approached me.

“I’ll take care of it.”

“Oh, thank you. Mr. Beria.”

Thanking him for having his voice on at a good time, Ain moves his arm to take off his jacket.

To help with that, Berea hangs her hand on Ain’s jacket. Then I noticed the object in the area around my pocket.

“Oh. Your Highness. Looks like there’s something in here…”

“Hmm? Where?

“This way.”

As Beria points to her left pocket, Ain remembers what’s in it.

It was Raviola’s demon stone that I received from the Elf’s head that I put in there.

I didn’t even tell Chris that I received this, but why it was in my pocket, because I was somehow immersed in peace of mind.

When I received it from a long time ago, I couldn’t get away from it.

“Oh, I don’t think you should touch that because it’s a demon stone”

Just exposing it makes it poisonous.

Remembering its nature, Ein stops it before Berea touches it.

“Demon Stone…? Why would you bring something like that here?

“- I have a situation. In the meantime, don’t worry, I’ll keep it now.”

Clouding the answer, Ain fished his pocket and took Raviola’s demon stone in his hand.

What a mouthful Bellia would say. Must be a beautiful demon stone. I thought I’d answer…

“Eh… eh… so…”

Seeing Raviola’s demonic stone taken out by Ain, Beria changes her expression.

With a thin tear in his eyes, he stared at Raviola’s demonic stone just to say he saw something incredible.

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