Chapter 165

Chapter 165

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Chapter 165

'Where is this...?'

"Have you awakened?"

Turning his head towards the voice that resonated from the side, he saw a servant smiling kindly as he offered a polite greeting. It was only after seeing him that he managed to remember where he was. Kishiar had said he would leave him at the palace where he had been staying as a prince, so this was probably the place.

His mind was still fuzzy from the aftermath of the dream, but as he drew in slow breaths, the fog in his mind began to clear.

He was dressed in clean indoor clothes instead of formal attire. While he was unconscious, someone must have changed them. A peculiar discomfort washed over him as he observed his bare hands, devoid of any gloves. Despite spending more days without gloves than with, it was a strange matter to now find the lack of them uncomfortable.

He looked at a spot on his right hand, about the size of a gold coin, remembering the intense pain he had felt there, right before the manifestation began. Although the spot had not spread beyond this size, he couldn't help but think the severe pain was related to his second gender manifestation.

'Is the manifestation... complete now?'

The energy within his body had almost stabilized. His muscles still screamed whenever he attempted to move a little, and fatigue and warmth were still present, but his head was far clearer than before he had lost consciousness.

'Surely, a week hasn’t passed while I was unconscious like before.'

Despite his improved condition, an ominous thought crossed his mind. Quickly raising his head, he turned to the servant and opened my mouth.

“I...cough, cough.”

"You should drink water first before you speak."

The servant rushed to support him, who had ended up coughing due to the dryness of his throat while trying to ask how long he had been unconscious, and brought a cup of water to his lips.

"Do not gulp it down. Please, sip it slowly, dividing a mouthful into five parts."

The servant expertly lifted him slightly, helped him lean his head against a large cushion, and placed the cup against his lips. As the servant suggested, he divided one gulp into five and swallowed it slowly. It felt as if water had been sprinkled over a wound, the soreness in his throat subsided, and his breath became much easier.

"Thank you."

"It's all right. I was only doing what I should."

"How long... has it been since I came?"

"It's been exactly a day and a half since you arrived here."

A day and a half. He gaped in surprise, not knowing how to interpret the expression on his face, the servant cautiously continued.

"You had been suffering from high fever the whole time, and it's only been a few hours since the fever subsided. If the fever had persisted any longer, the Duke... I mean, the Prince might have had to call for a priest. It's truly a relief."

"Has the Duke been here?"

'Just that... and yet all these events ended so easily.'

Ensnared in a strange feeling while comparing the past and present, Yuder gently shook his head.

'No. That's not it.'

It wasn't just good fortune that resulted from their heat period not overlapping. It was still vivid in his memory how much Kishiar had suppressed himself, trying to reassure Yuder in the storage room.

'I am the Commander of the Cavalry, responsible for you. You took a stand for me, now it's my turn to return the favor.'

Could he just dismiss the shock he felt when he heard that voice resonating in his ears at the moment he was about to surrender to despair, as simple good luck?

Superior abilities didn't necessarily translate into superior self-control. In the world, those with great power often felt less need to exercise restraint, especially for the sake of the weak.

Yet, Kishiar had carried Yuder here, joking around as if nothing was wrong, sweating from his forehead. Yuder believed it was not right to dismiss Kishiar's efforts to save him as a fortunate situation caused simply by their heat period not aligning.

Remembering his face as he casually draped his cloak over him made Yuder's heart lurch.

This time, nothing had happened. Really, nothing at all.

So, even after the second gender manifestation had ended, he could face Kishiar with a clear mind, without any regrets.

It felt like an old thorn deeply embedded somewhere in his heart had finally been pulled out. Overwhelmed by a feeling of liberation, or something he couldn't quite identify, Yuder took a deep breath without realizing it. At that moment, the servant entered, pulling a tray.

"Upon hearing you've woken, His Grace was overjoyed. He said you haven't eaten for over a day and suggested you eat this soup before you see him."

"What... What is His Grace doing right now?"

Yuder asked, a bit hesitant. the servant, seemingly oblivious to his hesitance, gave a gentle smile and served the soup bowl and spoon from the tray.

"Today officially marks the start of the trial with the Apeto Ducal House. It seems he's been continuously issuing orders in relation to that. Now, please eat."

The soup, cooked with finely chopped vegetables and gently minced chicken for easy digestion, was tender enough not to need much chewing, and it had a savory taste. Yuder, who thought he had lost his appetite, felt an astonishingly strong hunger after one spoonful of soup, and began eating rapidly.

"You shouldn't eat too quickly. Please, take your time."

Even after getting reprimanded midway, Yuder finished the soup. the servant, with a contented look in his eyes, cleared the empty bowl.

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