In fact, when he held Osveld's hand just now, he felt that the temperature of his palm was slightly high, but he didn't take it to heart. After all, many young people have a bit of a strong body fire, and it is normal for them to be like a mobile stove all day long, and their palms are burning at all.

Especially in the military, there are many such people, and Kevin is almost commonplace.

But the forehead is so hot, it's not a simple body fire, it's obviously a physical problem.

"You're in a fever!" Kevin leaned his hand against his back for a moment and came to a categorical conclusion.

"How is that possible?" Osvid replied without thinking about it, "One is not cold, and the other is not infected, what kind of burn?" ”

"Excessive fatigue can also lead to this outcome, don't be too busy denying it." Kevin replied, "Aren't you the one who has been in front of you at every turn today?" Don't forget what the doctor said. ”

Osvid said unceremoniously: "That's a fart!" After staying up all night, those guys with half of their gray hair are fine, how would I react so much? I still have a fever......" he sneered with a stinky face, "I haven't had a few illnesses since I was so old, how can I be so hypocritical." ”

Kevin: "......"

The more the young emperor spoke, his face darkened, apparently poked at the G-spot. It's a pity that as soon as he finished speaking, his steps fluttered again, and his head became even more dizzy.

Kevin quickly gave him a hand, and said angrily: "Can you die if you admit to being sick?" ”

Osveld nodded solemnly, "Yes." ”

Kevin: "......"

For the first time, the great former god of light gave birth to such a thing as "conscience", and he looked at the emperor's appearance of a dead duck with a hard mouth, and wanted to give him two feet. But he thinks that as an elder, he must occasionally show full understanding and tolerance to young people - let them be hard if they are hard-mouthed, and it will not be him who will faint when the time comes.

"Okay, okay, you're not sick, you're heartburning, okay?" Kevin let go of his hand slightly angrily, "You take two steps to see if you can keep a straight line, if you can, we can continue to hurry, we can't just rest here for a while." ”

Auswid: "...... You can't tell the difference between drunkenness and dizziness. ”

After His Majesty the Emperor blocked this sentence, he walked away with a cold face and a chin raised, looking very arrogant. However, after taking two steps, Kevin grabbed his wrist and said, "Okay, let's rest here for a while." "If you go any further, you may be able to hit the wall with your head tilted.

"No!" Osvid vetoed the proposal with a wave of his hand.

Kevin couldn't help but laugh: "Who just said that you weren't in a hurry, and now you don't have to rest, you haven't been rebellious after so many years, isn't it?" Do you want me to treat you again? ”

Osvid snorted.

"Okay, my leg is so tired that I can't walk a single step, His Majesty the handsome Emperor asks you to sit down in place and rest for a while?" Kevin crossed his arms and squinted at him, and said lukewarmly, secretly saying in his heart: For the sake of your kid's illness......

Osvid knew in his heart that this bastard had been given a rare step, and if he didn't roll down the steps, he might have to do it later. So he didn't hold it anymore, let out a deep "um", and snorted: "That's okay." ”

Kevin: "......" is really enough to kick your nose in the face, saying that you are fat and panting.

The two of them were no longer particular about it, and sat down directly against the wall.

Osvid didn't think he was serious when he was pushing on just now, but as soon as he relaxed, all the symptoms came to an even worse place. Dizziness, swollen and spinning. The heart and the blood vessels connected to it all have an abnormal feeling of fullness, as if someone has inflated it and may burst open at any time.

Although Kevin has been squeezing him on his lips, he is still worried in his heart. It's funny, the reason for his concern is actually exactly the same as the reason for Osvid's hard mouth - he just stayed up all night, with Osveld's physique and physical fitness, how could there be such a big reaction?! This is obviously not an overtiredness, nor is it a simple fever.

This passage was not too narrow to facilitate the march, but it happened to be large enough for a half-winged vulture. Kevin sat across from Osvid, elbows resting on his bent knees, rubbing the lines on the hilt of the dagger as he stared at Osvid.

I saw that the emperor hung his head with his eyes closed, his brows furrowed, and his thumb slowly pressed his temple, and he had no energy to speak.

What could be the impact......

Kevin recounted in his mind the people and events that appeared in this day and night - his appearance did not seem to have accumulated over a long period of time, and his illness was so sudden that it could only be caused by some sudden factor. What could it be......

Is there a hidden mystery in the water platform of the Shinkan Temple? Or was some minister or commander in the Council of Twelve secretly doing something? Or—

Angel?

Kevin couldn't help but think of the young man he met early in the morning on the corridor of the Hanging Palace, he was holding a handful of Doro Sacred Flowers in his hand, saying that he had come to show Sinya. Is there a problem with that flower?

When I think about it, the first time Osvid felt black in front of his eyes was after that.

But there was nothing unusual about herself who was also present, and Sinya looked alive......

In fact, for Angel, Kevin's thoughts have always been a little complicated. On the one hand, he felt that the origin of this young man was not clear, and he seemed to be too tactful and subtle, not as straightforward as Ban, so it was not easy for people to trust him completely. But subconsciously, like the little girl Sinya, he felt that Angel was gentle and harmless, and people couldn't bear to be wary of him.

That's why he kept Angel living in the barracks, keeping him under his nose as much as possible, so that on the one hand, he would not be obviously alienated and guarded, and on the other hand, he could grasp his actions.

But so far, this kid has really not had any suspicious situation.

If it weren't for Angel, then only the sand ghost who broke into the hanging palace through the skin of "Theodore" would be left. Could it be that in the process of catching the sand ghosts, Osvid was accidentally injured, and he didn't pay attention at the time, and now he is starting to have a seizure?

It's not quite like ...... either.

Kevin secretly pondered in his heart, put forward several possibilities, and overturned them one by one, but he really didn't find the most reasonable explanation for a while.

He lowered his eyelids and swept around, and under the glow of fluorite, the ground showed obvious horseshoe marks, and the indentations he had stepped on almost connected into two dark routes, chaotic and orderly. Presumably the two teams that were sent in advance by Osvid to the Old Castle of the Roses in the afternoon.

In the presence of the vultures, the march is bound to not be slowed down. From the time the army set off to the two of them hiding in the hole, this time was almost enough for the army to cross the small half of the Golden Lion Country, and it was enough to chase it.

Only if Auswid recovers sooner can he keep up with the large forces as soon as possible.

However, the two of them had nothing on them except for their weapons and the brown leather bag containing the flint and steel letter sand that Kevin had carried with him all day. Most of the medical officers were in the secret passage next door, and I don't know how many forks in the road they had walked at this time.

"It's really up to your physique to resist now." Kevin looked up at Osveld and said with a little concern.

Osvid didn't answer, his thumb pressing on his temple had stopped at some point, and from Kevin's point of view, he could only see two frowning brows, and a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

"Asleep?" Kevin lowered his voice and asked softly again, but the other party still didn't reply.

He hesitated for a moment, then simply got up, turned around, and sat down beside Osvid.

The young emperor's side face fell clearly into his eyes, Oswald's eyes were closed, his eyebrows were raised, and the angular outline made his eyebrows hide in deep shadows, and he looked indescribably tired.

The roots of the hair on his forehead were slightly wet, obviously very uncomfortable, and even when he fell asleep, he was not stable, his breathing was heavy, and his rhythm was a little chaotic.

Kevin touched his hanging palm, which was still a little hot, even worse than before. Even just sitting here, he could feel the heat coming from the people around him.

Wouldn't it be nice to continue this trend...... Kevin muttered inwardly.

However, this hot feeling did not last as long as he imagined, and it was difficult to estimate the time in the dark space, but Kevin felt that it was less than half an hour at most, and the hot feeling emanating from Osvid's body was much weaker.

He raised his hand again and touched Osvid's palm, and sure enough, it was almost normal.

"Okay?" He was very surprised by Osveld's recovery speed, and he put the back of his hand on Osvid's forehead with the back of his hand, "It's really not burning......

But the Emperor showed no signs of waking up immediately.

Thinking that he stayed up all night yesterday and coped with so many things today, Kevin didn't wake him up right away, intending to let him sleep for a while.

Thinking that Osvid's body temperature had dropped, Kevin relieved himself and stopped staring. The back of his head rested against the stone wall, and he closed his eyes to recuperate.

But the calm didn't last long, and soon, Kevin's eyes opened violently again.

He turned his head to look at Osveld in some surprise, and saw that the tips of his hanging fingers were slightly bluish-white, his brow furrowed even more, and his body seemed to be trembling slightly in a barely visible way. A cold aura that was completely out of keeping with the season was emanating from his body, and even Kevin was cooling down a bit.

"Osvid?" Kevin raised his hand and touched his face, and found that the ice was scary. Sleeping in such a cold situation will only get colder, and there is nothing here to keep him warm.

The emperor, who usually doesn't sleep well, seems to have fallen into some kind of nightmare, and he can't wake up at all, so he instinctively moves his fingers, trying to grab the only heat source, Kevin.

"Hey—" Kevin was about to wake him up, but he frowned and moved his lips and muttered a few words in a strange and peculiar tone that Kevin didn't understand at first.

After a moment, it suddenly dawned on him that this was not the usual language of the Ona people at all, but the language of beasts.