Black hair was scattered on the white sheets and quilts, and the girl's face was paler than the hospital bed, but she only looked as if she was sleeping quietly, as if all the pain she had suffered was an illusion.

The cause of Bianco's pain was far from the conspiracy that Kild had envisioned, or perhaps he had overcomplicated the matter. The long period of peace and comfort had made him forget the despicable trap that the man had set for Bianko, and he always had a vague hope in his heart that what the man said was wrong, that the unknown pill would not be as effective as he said, and that the short few seconds it stayed in the girl's mouth would not affect her.

But he was wrong.

He was also heartbroken by Figilio, who and his demon father had heard of their outings, but the white-haired deity had made the same choice as Kyird.

Linpertha sat beside her bed, holding Bianko's hand and weeping silently, but she didn't blame anyone this time.

"You've taken Biya for a check-up." She looked at the unconscious Bianko and whispered, "But she hasn't been checked for anything." We don't know what that ingredients are, it's too easy for Deparry to use a little trick......"

The Demon King even came to visit Bianko himself, and he carefully read the results report given by the medical department. The manager of the medical department studied under the god of medicine, who retired after the end of the war thousands of years ago, so he is extremely sensitive to the effects of medicines. He was pretty sure it was the pill that caused it.

"Thankfully, she didn't actually eat it at the time, just a little bit of sugar-coating." The deity said to the Demon King, "Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to stop her physical changes so smoothly, and we might need to get my master back, or some other god who is more adept at healing or clearing matter—and those gods are not on our side." ”

According to the medical department's conclusion, the drug would alter Bianko's physical fitness, at least until they stopped it. And what Deparry once said to Biankom confirms this: he had promised Biancole that eating the pill would make her "stronger". Think of the rumored things Roses did – what could be easier to do than to directly modify the body?

If you think about it a little, they will never let Rossos succeed. Rossos harbored great malice towards them, and tried to snatch the three girls away by brutal means three times and twice. What good thing can that pill be?

The gods of the medical department suppressed the energy that tried to transform Bianko's body in her, but could not find a suitable way to get it out of her entirety. The gods had never attempted to perform delicate manipulations on human bodies, humans were too fragile to the gods, and one mistake could cause irreparable errors in Bianko's body.

It wasn't too difficult to seal that energy in the girl's body, but whether it could be suppressed for a long time required further observation. In order to prevent Bianko's own consciousness and physical activity from affecting the observations, the deities of the medical department kept Biankoo asleep until a week later, when she woke up - at that point, she had only a week left to prepare for the clarification ceremony, provided that her body did not undergo any adverse changes.

The doctors decided to study Bianko's condition through blood. Although the results of the examination showed that the drug would have an effect on the soul, they could not tear off her soul for testing. The gods also demanded the blood of Linpertha, and according to the ancient view, some of the soul traits of parents and children were the same, and those were passed down from generation to generation through the bloodline.

The others couldn't help anymore, so they had to stay by Bianko's side or Linposa's side. Though it was of little use, Kyld still wanted to stay by the girl's side, as if it would soothe her heart—or comfort his own.

What made him feel a little better was Bianko's calm countenance, she would not feel pain in the coma, the healers had assured them.

Perhaps blinded by his sluggish state, Figilio threw a thick dozen papers in front of his eyes. "Instead of looking at Biya in a daze meaninglessly, you should find the trouble of finding the culprit!" The white-haired deity said such wayward words and pulled Limper Sara, who wanted to say something, away—she hadn't been able to get a good night's sleep for days because of her daughter's unexpected situation, which was not a good thing for her body. Before Biankoo regained consciousness, she would have collapsed first.

Figilio seemed to be going to take some slightly tougher step to get Linpersa to rest, and Kryd privately agreed with him, not to mention that he didn't have time to take care of other people's private affairs.

The document that Figilio threw at him clearly belonged to the Demon King's private treasury, and the mark of the Demon King's direct intelligence team was clearly covered on it, making it difficult for him to ignore it. Kyild's brow furrowed as he turned the first page, which was a jumble of bits and pieces of information related to Roses, but at first glance it seemed to be nothing more than a trivial matter.

For example, a cat or dog pet in a certain family has abnormal restlessness, and a few pages can be seen that the reason for this restlessness is that they eat a little food scattered on the ground on the street. When we look at the later account of the whole town, we can see that the food was accidentally spilled on the ground on the way home by another householder, which was bought from a merchant one day. Therefore, he had to follow this clue to find out the movements of the householder, to see if they had the same or even more serious abnormalities; At the same time, pay attention to the information of the vendors in recent days to find out where the food comes from.

He had to wonder what the Demon King's intelligence team had to do to record so many trivial matters on weekdays, even if each household had an exclusive intelligence officer, it would add a severe economic burden to the Demon King Continent, and this was not enough to completely record the dynamics of each member of the family, if everyone had a one-to-one tracker - he couldn't imagine that there would be such an organization in the Demon King Continent.

Perhaps the gods are still capable of much more than they can imagine...... Forget it, it's not something he needs to think about right now.

Kyild took a deep breath, took out his pen and paper, and began to immerse himself in the materials that were destined to make him dizzy.

For the next few days, in addition to eating and sleeping, all of his energy was spent on information related to Roseos. The Demon King also acquiesced to the fact that he stayed in the Demon King's Palace, and arranged for someone to prepare his three meals a day and washing. Next to the ward, there is a room that can be used for a short period of time, and there is a small door connected to the room, which is very convenient for the patient's family - as if a normal patient would come here for treatment, and Kiled prefers to sleep with Bianko in the ward.

Before he knew it, the last day of the week had come, and Kayld looked at the crooked message in his hand, thinking about how his father would be reprimanded for such handwriting. But it didn't matter, he paid his stiff body muscles for this information. Although his shoulders and back were so sore that he could barely stand up, and his eyes were a little dazed, these could not attract his attention for the time being.

The doctors gathered in Bianco's hospital room to report on their results for the week. Kyild doubted that they could really find something in such a short period of time, but even a grain of progress was a fruit, and he only cared if Biankom would wake up without any pain.

"As long as it is not stimulated to a considerable extent, the ingredients that modify the human body will not be able to break through the suppression we inject." The healer declared, "Our suppression is based on her soul, so that it can work to the fullest. But it also means that if her soul itself is shaken, or attacked, then the suppression loses its foothold and becomes vulnerable. ”

"As long as she is protected, she can still live as she normally would, right?"

"If it's like living like an ordinary person, yes." The healer calmly said to Kyird, "Even if you socialize like an ordinary nobleman, there is no problem, and physical intense activity will not have an effect. But...... Sadly, she won't be able to hear sounds that normal humans can't hear like she used to. That ability was built on her soul, and that drug linked itself to that part of her soul at an extraordinary speed. If she wanted to regain that extraordinary hearing, she would have to accept the drug's continued modification of her. ”

"Nope." Kyild decisively vetoed this, "It doesn't matter, she shouldn't be eaten away by that inexplicable drug anymore." ”

The healer nodded, and he walked over to the small green magic circle that had always been around Bianko, and placed his hand on it.

"I'm going to lift her slumber and keep her informed after that, which is the right she must have." The healer said to Kyild, using an advisory rather than a consultative tone, "After that, time is yours. ”

Kyild rubbed his eyebrows, he knew that there was no room for change in this, so he could only reluctantly agree.

The black eyes reappeared in his sight with a hint of confusion, and they slowly turned to observe the room, and finally settled on Kyird's body, and the foggy confusion dissipated in an instant.

"Young Master......" she held out her hand to Kyild, who immediately held it, "where is this?" ”

"It's in the ward." He said softly, "Do you remember what happened before?" ”

Biancole blinked, her brow furrowed in annoyance. Kyild gently helped her to sit up and fed her a glass of warm water.

"We went shopping and ate a lot of good food." After the glass left her mouth, she struggled to recall, "And ...... It hurts. ”

She touched her chest with trepidation, and leaned into Kyld's arms. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and whispered reassurance.

The healer gently explained to Biankom why she was in pain, the fact that she had been asleep for a week so they could study it, and what she needed to be aware of. The girl's expression changed quite dramatically, and she seemed to be more troubled by what she had been sleeping for a week than by the effect of the drug.

"It's been so long!" She exclaimed, "No wonder I feel so hungry." ”

Kyild couldn't help but laugh as he rubbed Bianco's head and pulled her around his neck and shoulders, feeling the fullness of her warmth to him.