After David gave us a thorough beating.
Two days passed.
Ryan is... Ryan is...
It's half-dead...
'This is getting worse.'
The swelling is worse now than when I first got it.
Since this ability cannot cure it, I had to wait for it to heal naturally, and it seemed like I would have to hold out for a few more days.
“Oh my god...”
Revan gritted his teeth as he watched Ryan's appearance. Ryan, barely leaning against the headboard, looked up at him with difficulty.
A bandage wrapped around the forehead.
His eyes and face are swollen because of a nose bone that I don't know if is cracked or broken...
Both eyes were bloodshot with burst blood vessels.
“It won’t work.”
Revan muttered quietly and reached into his pocket. A gun emerged.
The sound of the slide being pulled startled Ryan and me, and we hugged each other.
“Hey, don’t do that! Don’t do that!”
“Ah, brother!”
The two of us, who are currently in a state of ignorance, would die instantly if we were hit by that.
"Brother, let's just go in now. I can't stand it anymore. Kill them all, and let's get Abyssinian a life sentence. Serving our prison sentence together won't be lonely."
“No! You do it!”
“Then we're going to live like this, getting beaten and chased? This time they were just trying to be mindful of the royal family, so they beat you, but next time, you’re sure they won’t kill you, brother?”
“Yes, calm down and put that dangerous thing down.”
“Can’t you calm down?”
I understand Revan's feelings.
Because the moment I saw Ryan, my eyes rolled back.
“Brother, come to your senses.”
Kali snatched the gun from Revan's hand and stopped him.
Then, the door opened.
"Father...!"
Alex came in, precariously carrying a tray of soup. Kali caught it and handed it to me.
“Emma made it. My father can’t even chew properly...”
“Oh, yes... Thank you...”
Our poor lion...
I gave him a spoonful of thin soup, and he barely opened his mouth to take it, but I felt like crying.
I feel so miserable that I can't do anything because of my father's control...
“That’s right! And this!”
Alex rummaged through his pockets and pulled out a vial.
“It’s a painkiller, sis!”
“Oh, good job. Did you buy it?”
"No. I think His Highness the Prince bought it. I met him downstairs a little while ago. He asked me to bring it to my father."
Ah, Nike...
So, Nike hasn't left yet!
Two days ago, after thoroughly humiliating David, he left quickly after giving him a brief explanation of the situation...
He said that since David might not leave right away, he would work with the village security guards to determine his movements.
All day long, he was raking and polishing the village, and he was protecting our family from David.
“Mom, I’m sorry for making you work so hard.”
Ryan looked a little embarrassed as he looked at the medicine Nike had given him.
Then Kali asked.
“By the way, My Lord, may I ask you something?”
“Yes.”
"Why is His Highness the Third Prince doing such a great service to you, Lord? We haven't even known each other for very long, so this seems a bit excessive. Of course, I've received great help, and I'm grateful, but..."
Good question!
Actually, I was curious about this too.
Wasn't it thanks to Nike that David's interrogation ended quickly?
But how on earth did he know we would explode at David and show up like a prince on a white horse?
I was curious, so I asked Ryan.
"Oh, I thought Father wouldn't just let it go since we killed the assassin. He was worried, so he stayed behind."
...That much?
The reason you stayed here in the first place was to protect us!
Of course, Nike found out Ryan's secret, namely that he harbored a grudge against Wassenberg...
Isn't that all?
As time passed and I thought about it, I realized that Nike's reaction was a bit unusual.
If he had been rational, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths with David that day.
If they had just warned us not to make a fuss and sent us back, we would have been grateful...
'I mean, he seemed really pissed.'
He came in with his eyes wide open and even scratched David's insides.
‘Why on earth did they do that...?’
I was wondering, but somehow my eyes met with Ryan's, who was staring at me.
He suddenly averted his gaze and muttered.
“Hmm, I wonder. Does the Third Prince like me?”
"Yes?!"
“What is that disgusting noise?”
Kali and Revan were disgusted.
At that time.
The door opened again.
The one who came in was the Prince.
“Ryan, are you feeling better?”
"No..."
Merchen came over and sat down next to me.
“Ahhh.”
“Oh, yeah.”
I fed Ryan a spoonful of soup with his mouth open and touched his cheek once.
Another drink, another touch to the cheek.
Merchen frowned as she watched it.
“...What a strong father-daughter relationship.”
I was constantly touching Ryan's injured face.
In fact...
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...I'm checking in real time when the disarm will be lifted!
“But Prince, you came because you had something to say, right?”
“Oh, actually... yeah. That, that’s about going to the kingdom...”
Merchen opened his mouth with difficulty.
“...Would it be difficult?”
“No, no! Let’s go!”
Yes, the main reason our family went on a trip to the south this time was to find Merchen's hometown.
Ryan's original plan was...
1. Stay here, at Pelen's lodging
(Make the 3rd Prince meet Vania)
2. When the Imperial Knights set out first as a punitive force, and there were no eyes to see
3. Take Merchen and me and sneak into the cursed land of Farneze.
(Of course! Because I can't confidently enter the cursed land where the demons are scheduled to appear in about two weeks.
4. After secretly looking around Farnese, he took us back to Pelen.
5. Ryan joins the punitive force.
...is what they say.
The unexpected appearance of Marina threw the plan into disarray.
For now, I can't infiltrate Farneze without seeing it. Nike is still here.
And we are in a <disarmed> state.
It was also difficult to respond to possible variables.
Of course, since the demons haven't yet appeared, it might be okay to take a quick look around the ruined Farnese.
'Nike is the problem, after all.'
Even when he was in Belzer, he worried and was anxious, asking when we would leave. There was no way he would allow us to go deep into the cursed land...
"Don't worry, Prince. I heard there's a family desperately wanting to go to Farnese, and His Highness the Third Prince himself will personally show them around. Let's enter confidently through the main gate."
“...?”
What are you talking about? I looked back at Ryan in surprise.
"Oh, I asked you to do that. In fact, the reason the Third Prince isn't joining the punitive force and is staying here is that he's waiting for me to get better."
"... Really?"
“Yeah. I decided to take Merchen and explore Farnese together.”
...it definitely isn’t a lie.
But, Ryan asked Nike to let him see that dangerous land himself?
You really don't understand?
What on earth did you do to deserve this thousand-year friendship with Ryan?
This is... improbable. No matter how much I think about it, there must be something Ryan isn't telling me.
"Oh, but when will this ignorant state end? I feel sorry for the Third Prince. I can't stand it anymore. I should just go. Prince, get ready!"
Ryan was annoyed.
“Really? Right now?”
"Oh, Dad, wait! Just in case, let's wait a little longer. Just two days. No, just one day."
I put my hand on his cheek and said.
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"Ugh, what on earth is Father doing? Hurry up and let it go. It's about time my second eldest brother got stabbed..."
“Elliot?”
"Yes."
Elliot Wassenberg.
The one who has the most, the most, the most enemies among the scum of our family.
Before my regression, even when he wanted to control me on days I wouldn't listen, he couldn't easily activate his disabling ability.
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“I wish I could get a quick fix...”
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"Uh?!!!"
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“I thought you were going to die from the pain, Dad!!!”
The capital, the Duke of Wassenberg's residence.
Elliot, who had been treated by Diana, felt his neck, which had almost been pierced.
Edgar watched the scene with a sigh.
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