"What a serious injury...... A little later, maybe he would have died. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

By the time he heard this, he had already had signs of awakening - but he still kept his eyes closed, because everything was out of his control - and when the collapse reached a certain point, he would do so.

I can't even open my eyes, and I only have a vague feeling for everything.

Die...... He felt a sense of relief, and his heart was very much in favor of this fate.

"I'll do my best, thank you. ”

But some people didn't think so—it made his fading consciousness condense a little.

This voice is very familiar...... It's her. He won't admit it. But isn't she the one who hates him the most and wants him dead?

He listened to the voices, and could do nothing—without a struggle, and soon fell asleep again, perhaps never to wake up again.

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But he still "woke up".

When he woke up this time, his consciousness was clearer than the last time, and although it was still not enough, he could feel the soft light enveloping him.

He......

He tried to lift one of his hands, but he couldn't, but the feeling of weakness that had infused his body was the same as before.

Instead of feeling discouraged, he simply understood it all to mean that he was saved.

It was a "fact" that surprised him as well—in a daze, he remembered the voice that had caught his attention.

Fitney ...... Is it?

"Miss. At this moment a voice slowly poured into his ears, his hearing was acute, or rather he was so keen on all of them, if he regained consciousness - though he was not familiar with the owner of the voice, and therefore did not recognize it.

"Is there anything going on?" he fully confirmed the possibility when Fitney's voice reached his ears.

There was a period of silence.

"I heard...... That Mr. Eddard. ”

"Did Dick say that? ”

There was silence again.

"I'll take care of it. ”

It seems that not everyone agrees with this decision—at least the man named Dick—Greid's former servant, disagrees.

Then there was the sound of the door opening.

He, Eddard, couldn't open his eyes, and could only listen quietly to the sound of the girl's approaching footsteps, and in addition to the peculiar smell of her, there was also the smell of potions. The flavors of this potion were mixed with which he could easily analyze the ingredients, with potions that promoted wound healing being the heaviest, as well as short-term paralysis of mana perception......

She didn't let her guard down against herself.

In Fitney's eyes, there was no difference between Ed and the other day before.

It's pretty bad -- he's not a physically-unusual person. Although his ability to manipulate magic is far beyond people's imagination, he does have a physique that conforms to the image of a sick and weak person, and it is very bad in the recovery of injuries, so to speak, he himself is unmatched in addition to the use of magic, and his personality and other aspects are amazingly poor.

Ed felt the faint fragrance in the air become stronger, and a somewhat cold hand was placed on his forehead, accompanied by warm breathing.

Because his constitution is too weak, he may have a fever in the process of recovery.

Ed didn't move.

"Whew......" Fitney breathed a sigh of relief after confirming Ed's condition.

I thought it would be easy to take care of this person, but that strange physique made her work hard for a long time.

"Why don't I just kill you. Fitney couldn't help but say.

There was no answer.

Fitnair sat on the edge of the bed and began to spoon the potion into Ed's mouth one bite at a time.

The process of feeding the medicine is relatively simple for Fitney. Because she was not a gentle person - her movements were not gentle at all, but they were effective, and she did it all as quickly as she could, without letting the liquid spill out - it was clear that she was the one who would only master some helpful methods to do things.

After all this, Fitney stood up and did not linger long—and soon the sound of the door shutting sounded.

Ed's consciousness cleared up.

Luxenda's sword could have killed him, and he didn't know how he had survived.

At this rate, it would take about a few days to recover enough to be repaired with mana—he exhaled slowly, feeling the pain of a sharp tear as he tugged at the wound.

But he wasn't intolerant of the pain.

What he cared more about than those was - why...... Fitney wants to save him.

For no reason.

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Ed Ansendier doesn't think such an accident is impossible.

When it comes to human beings, even the most well-planned things can lead to surprises. It seems that he did miss something important.

But theoretically, I wouldn't have missed these things, and in retrospect, there were indeed some things to be doubted about, but I took them lightly at the most lethal moment.

When it came to the question of responsibility, Ed had a scene that had often come to mind not long ago.

The world outside the window was soaked in flames, and the summoned blade pierced the man named Aldrich Wizdem.

"She's so much like you. "The man who was sent out has little interest in the man who is no longer the Duke of Wizdem.

She ...... It's different from anyone else. Aldrich, however, spoke slowly, at the end of his life.

"She's a person who is dominated by her own emotions - that's probably why I haven't been to her since that incident. The man said, "Such a person is very boring, and I thought you would be much better than her." ”

"If you want to get revenge through her, I'm afraid you will never be able to do so. Aldrich's breath became weaker and weaker, "The most terrible person is not the one who is dominated by emotions and is manipulated by others, but the terrible person - the one who knows his emotions and constantly goes against them." ”

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He woke up a few times in a daze, still unable to move.

It was a long time, and he barely thought much about it, more or less in relation to the maiden named Phytenay Wizdem. He did wonder why she would save herself, but.

Because indifferent accidents lead to indifferent contact, all this is not good for themselves.

The girl......

Ed wakes up one of the moments and begins to think about the girl - for Fitney, the nightmarish encounter in the forest may be similar in time to Ed.

Not really.

He...... Met her much earlier than Fitney had imagined.

It's not a special emotion, though...... Why did he suddenly think of this word......

Never mind...... Anyway, there will be no need to think about it anytime soon.