Damien originally wanted to keep this matter to himself and wait for the monetary rewards to be handed over to him before he announced to his siblings that it was he who had saved lord Nicolas.
Having learned from his lesson that no one would believe him without a piece of very strong evidence to back his claim, he wanted to at least have a nice, clean reward with him before making such a bold statement.
Because he knew that if he had told Henry and Priscilla the truth, given their attitudes and understanding of the predecessor of this body—Henry would have called him delusional and Priscilla would have called for a healer.
Money had and was the best evidence after all for Damien had never seen a rich person be accused of theft.
But he did not care about that right now.
As a doctor, Damien had long noticed that Lady Cecil's condition didn't seem good.
Without further examination, he couldn't find out the crux of the reason behind her condition. Anyway, he could always act first and think of the consequences later.
"What nonsense, how could you—"
"You will know whether I am telling the truth or not if you were to ask Xavier," Damien shot back, interrupting the boy from making any more trouble.
He raised a proactive brow and remarked, "There is no need to deny what I am saying so quickly, you can at least ask first?" Damien added in a sweet voice which made Henry ground his teeth.
Though he was certain that there was no way his brother could have done what he was claiming, he still backed away and walked to the door of the room.
"Lord Xavier," Henry opened the door and called for the silver-haired man who stood a bit far from the doorway.
"As it is impossible for the healers to see what was happening on the inside they could not treat Lord Nicolas."
"Even if they did, they would have raised their hands in surrender," said Damien from behind. "Because there is no cure for Boreal Worms, is there?"
It was just as Damien said, there was indeed no cure for the Boreal Worms. For the wolf beastmen, these worms were the foulest thing one could ever face and they made sure to never consume anything uninspected lest that thing had eggs of those worms.
How lord Nicolas ended up getting plagued by those worms was a mystery to Xavier and given that Lady Wistoria and Lord Gilderoy were investigating the matter while putting everything on hold, it was enough to let him know that the two of them didn't know any better than him.
"Lord Xavier, why are you making such a joke? How could my brother save Lord Nicolas and that too from Boreal Worms?" Henry asked with a paling complexion.
"Why can't I save him?" Damien asked indignantly.
"I am not making a joke, Lord Henry," Xavier shook his head and continued speaking, "It was indeed Lord Damien who saved Lord Nicolas. If not for him taking the responsibility, I am afraid, Lord Nicolas—" he trailed off without saying anything further, as it would be too ominous.
Henry looked shell-shocked. He turned to look at his brother with his mouth agape, "That—you couldn't —possibly—" he seemed to be having a hard time believing that Damien really saved Nicolas and did something that even the healers couldn't.
"Can I continue with the examination now?" Damien ignored the blabbering of the boy and questioned him. "Her condition is severe if you haven't noticed that already, we cannot waste any more time."
Henry went very red in the face but nodded nonetheless. Even if he wanted to refuse now, he couldn't have done so.
Damien snorted. He uncrossed his arms and then turned to look at Lady Cecil who was lying on the bed with a painful expression on her face. Priscilla was rubbing her stomach soothingly.
"Priscilla, step aside," said Damien, sounding much more businesslike than before.