Chapter 82.1

Yurina tried to hide her cold, but it wasn’t so easy. She skipped breakfast, under the pretext of being tired, but then lunch was waiting for her.

Yurina went down to the dining room for lunch, because skipping lunch might also make Raynard or the Marchioness suspicious.

However, she still had a dry mouth and Yurina didn’t taste as if she was eating sand, and she had no appetite. She tried to eat some soup, but she couldn’t take it properly because her throat was burning.

In the end, Raynard looked at Yurina, who put down the spoon, and a look of concern appeared on his face.

“Yurina, what’s wrong? Do you feel not good?”

Yurina took a sip of water, trying to hide the pain as much as possible.

“I just have no appetite.”

“Your complexion doesn’t look good either.”

Yurina took a bite of the charred cheese toast to show Reynard that she was fine. Since she had no appetite, it seemed to her that she wasn’t chewing cheese, but rather grains of sand.

And while she slowly moved her chin, Yurina suddenly laughed at herself and her tricks.

‘I never thought I’d go this far.’

If she was still a child, she would never hide her pain. But now she seemed to be in a panic, afraid that Reynard would find out everything.

For some reason, it tickled inside her now. Both her cheeks became hot, as if a temperature was rising. Yurina drank the juice to finish the toast in her mouth.

Her cough burst out with a stabbing pain in her throat.

Raynard, who had been watching her, raised an eyebrow.

“Have you caught a cold?”

“No. I just choked.”

“But you’re coughing so much.”

“Even so, it’s okay.”

Raynard, who was studying Yurina’s reddish cheeks, got up from his seat.

“You’re lying to me.”

He grabbed Yurina’s arm and hurriedly led her into the room. One of his servants left the villa to call the doctor.

* * *

“I think it’s all because of the accumulated fatigue and the sea breeze. Although the sun is warm here, cold winds blow from the water. You have a little temperature, but not too bad. Therefore, if you take your medicine and rest well, you will soon feel better.”

A middle-aged doctor, competent enough to serve the Carthia family, assured the Marchioness that there was nothing to worry about. Marchioness finally sighed and relaxed.

“Mom, what did I say? Did I say everything is fine? You don’t need to be so worried.”

“I know that, but how can I not worry?”

Yurina fully understood the Marchioness’ words. Her worries have been chronic since Yurina was ten years old and suffered from a severe fever.

Just thinking about those times made both of them bitter in their hearts. Yurina smiled awkwardly and lifted the covers.

“You’re very pale. Are you really okay? Are you cold?”

Unlike the Marchioness, there was someone else who couldn’t be appeased like that. Raynard was still standing by the bed with a troubled face despite the doctor’s words.

“Reynard seems to be more anxious than I am.”

The Marchioness, who had been watching Reynard for a while, burst out laughing as if it was a bit absurd.

“It will be enough without my mother.”

Marchioness kissed Yurina on the forehead and left the room, confident of her speedy recovery. It was a little different from how the Marchioness used to stay with Yurina in her room when she was in even the slightest pain.

Even after the Marchioness had gone, Reynard didn’t sit still for a moment.

A huge blanket came from somewhere, there was more firewood in the fireplace, games and books appeared.

At the end, he even stated that the air in the room was too cold and cast warming magic around the bed.

Warming Magic is a magic that continuously absorbs mana and is usually used with mana crystals. If you didn’t use mana crystals, such magic would drain mana within the caster.

When Yurina reprimanded him for such waste, he only casually replied:

“I have a lot of mana.”

Oh, indeed.

When Dave first saw him, he said that Reynard was born with an incredible amount of inner mana. Yurina thought such a waste was unreasonable, but she couldn’t find anything to say, but she can’t find anything to say, so Yurina just gave up her rebuttal.

‘Because he’s so overprotective.’

Even as Yurina voiced her displeasure, Reynard continued to fuss here and there.

“Would you like me to raise the temperature in the room a little more? You almost didn’t have dinner, are you hungry? To take the medicine, you need something to eat.”

“Betsy.”

In the end, Yurina pointed to Betsy and said firmly:

“Take him away.”

Raynard had a face that looked like he was betrayed and abandoned, but Yurina didn’t even pretend to care.