When I patted his wet and sticky black hair, his unstable breath gradually regained stability.
Then, as if he had fallen asleep, his breath became calmer and quiet.
I called the prince, who was hiding behind a tree a few steps away and was stretching his head out distinctly, peeping at us.
He was surprised at my calling as if he was caught off looking at something that he shouldnât look at.
âCan you please help me?â
Zenâs body, like a hot stove, was heavier than I thought.
I was inevitably lacking in stamina and strength to walk while carrying him.
I had always been lacking in protecting something.
Having already been attacked by a monster we encountered while going into the cave, we had no intention of going back inside.
As the next best option, I laid Zen down inside the hollow hole made by old trees between thorny bushes.
His burning body was hardly cooled down.
With a cloth soaked in cold water on his forehead, I looked at his reddening skin helplessly.
The thin patterns that covered his whole body didnât disappear.
Listening to the prince muttering next to me, I tore my inner skirt once again.
If I had known this would happen, I would have brought some handkerchiefs, but I had no choice but to use this instead.
It was fortunate that the dress, ragged on the inside, looked fine on the outside.
Even this kind of appearance would be enough to make Orion pass out.
âCan you please wipe Zenâs body with this?â
He hesitated but then accepted the cloth.
He stared at me and Zen in turn with a confused expression, then muttered lowly.
âI heard that if mana shock is delayed for more than a certain period of time, it canât be fixed anymore. Especially if it was accompanied with a high fever.â
âYeah, thatâs how normally it is. Thatâs because their mana becomes unbalanced as it breaks the core.â
My hand slowly touched Zenâs emaciated face, which he revealed after a long time.
The unquenchable warmth of his cheeks reached my fingertips.
While carefully touching him, I faintly added,
âZen is a bit different.â
The prince hesitated after hearing my words, then asked,
âAre you also planning to âtell me that laterâ too?â
âIf youâre curious, then. And also if you keep the secret well.â
He closed his mouth, then slowly opened Zen upper clothes and wiped it carefully.
Between the swaying leaves, a rabbit peeked its head out.
As if its big and innocent eyes were low on guard, it stayed and examined us.
The princeâs voice rang lowly and calmly.
âI think I saw the guardâs flag flapping in the distance when I was trying to run away.â
âBy guard, are you talking about the knights led by Young Duke Bolton?â
âI saw it very far away. And it quickly disappeared so I canât be sure.â
Before I could ask more, the prince continued,
âI donât know about the others, but this person, if he is caught by Young Duke Bolton, will be in danger.â
âBecause the mages that arenât permitted to be around His Majesty couldnât stay here.â
I recalled the expressionless eyes of the man protecting the emperorâs side.
A man who thoroughly acted according to efficiency and necessity, without regarding any emotions.
Also the terrifying scene, where he slayed and tossed the palaceâs workers as if they were wyvernâs food.
âFor him, anything threatening other than His Majesty must be excluded and dealt with.â
The high-level magic that Zen just showed off was by no means common.
In terms of age, it was no exaggeration to call him a genius.
Although itâs a problem that he couldnât control the power he has.
It was rather fine for simple low-level magic, but the problem would get serious if the high-level magic was used when his condition wasnât good.
I swallowed a sigh and changed the topic.
âIf they are searching around here, it seems like the wyverns in the vacant lot have been resolved.â
The prince looked like he still wanted to ask about Zen, but he mildly agreed with me.
âThen, Orion will soon come.â
Even if he didnât, there was the paladin order.
I knew that if need be, Bertin would take the risk and enter the forest alone.
The prince stopped wiping and raised himself.
The patterns on Zenâs upper body, which was wiped with a high-quality cloth, was already blurred.
The boyâs eyes sparked at me.
Looking at his boastful eyes, I thought for a while then said something awkwardly.
âYou . . . did a good job?â
âBecause this is something that I can do. Do you happen to need any other-â
I quickly shook my head when the princeâs gaze slightly looked at Zenâs lower body.
âNo, I think thatâs enough.â
There was a slight regret on his face.
âUnexpectedly, doing something reduces my anxiety and fear. Too bad.â
But there is no need to reduce your anxiety and fear by wiping otherâs bodies.
Well, I do want to know which part has become fine now, but I feel like I shouldnât know it too.
Zenâs body, which had complex patterns, was becoming fine, leaving only faint burn marks.
The dangerous atmosphere in the forest had also subsided.
Perhaps he was more relaxed, the prince began to doze off with a cloth in his hand.
Then naturally, his body slipped to the side and settled next to Zen.
âYour Highness, are you sleeping?â
Looking at the prince quietly digging into Zenâs side made me laugh.
âWell, he must be tired . . .â
Even if he grew up unwelcomed, when would the prince who grew up in the palace be covered with dirt and roll around the forest?
âThey look completely different like this.â
How could I think they look similar?
Looking at the two, who laid side by side, I turned my stiffened neck to the side.
As I relaxed, finally all the spots around my body screamed.