I arrived at the treatment room with Fiora. The air was clear, and there wasn't a single flaw, as if it were the cleanest place in the mansion.
"This place has had purification spells cast on it for generations. So even if other places get dirty, this one always stays clean."
"Ohh, how amazing!"
I lay down on the bed and caught my breath. Only then did I feel the pain all over my body. Fuck, I'm dying.
'Even with regeneration, the pain remains.'
Clink, clink.
Fiora brought various potions and bandages.
"Honestly, what were you doing to get yourself into this state?"
"Hee-eung, Fiora."
I reached out and touched Fiora's chest. She pouted and spoke as if sulking.
"Don't joke around. I was worried."
"But I saved the young Lord Jeremy, so it's fine, right?"
"I'm truly grateful. Thank you, Lucian."
"For the territory, for you, I'd do anything. You know the next one is the Those Who Recite Sins Cult, right?"
