The acolyte of the Regent, who had been dozing off in the middle corridor between the bedroom and the hallway, was surprised when Latil entered and immediately jumped up.

“Your, Your Majesty!”

“Where is Zaicin?”

“He must be sleeping by now…”

“How is his health?”

“Ah, he should have improved a lot.”

“I see.”

Thinking not to wake him if he was sleeping, Latil was about to turn around and leave.

“I’m awake, Your Majesty.”

The Regent’s voice came from inside.

“You can come in.”

As the acolyte said, the Regent’s voice sounded much better than it did during the day. Moreover, seeing that his voice was not sleepy, it seemed that he hadn’t just woken up, so Latil entered the bedroom.

“Hey!”

However, once she got inside, it turned out that the Regent wasn’t just a lot better. He was in the middle of a strength workout.

“What are you doing?!”

When Latil ran over, the Regent, who had been doing pushups on one arm while maintaining a plank position, casually stood up on the floor and explained innocently.

“I was exercising.”

“Who doesn’t know that? The man who fell down the stairs and got wrecked all over is doing that?!”

Looking at the muscles that wrapped around the Regent’s arms and legs, he proudly smiled.

“I’m already all better!”

“What?”

Is that even possible? As Latil looked on with surprise, the Regent showed her the light that he had shown to Latil before to prove that he was the Regent.

“As long as it’s not an instant death, I can recover on my own.”

“Ah, so you can heal broken bones with that?”

“Yes.”

“Then why didn’t you do it earlier!”

“As soon as I rolled down the stairs, people gathered around. Since then, everyone has been around me, so I didn’t have a chance to heal. Then the court visit came right after…”

That makes sense. When Latil nodded in agreement, the Regent showed off his sturdy muscles by bending his arm.

“But people will find it strange if I get better right away, so I plan to pretend to be injured for a while.”

“I see.”

It’s absurd, but it’s better than seeing him suffering with broken arms and legs. Latil shook her head hesitantly and pointed to the bed.

“But don’t overdo it and lie down a little.”

However, what followed was levitation.

“Hey!”

To prove that he was fully healed, the Regent suddenly lifted Latil and spun her around in midair.

“Don’t do it!”

Our princess is flying higher than a bird!

Beyond the memories of Latil screaming, the voice of the Vice Emperor lifting young Latil high and shouting rose in her mind.

Whee! Latil is flying!

But since she grew up, this was the first time someone had lifted her like this, so Latil was flustered and shouted, “Put me down!”

Luckily, the Regent obediently laid Latil gently on the bed and boasted.

“I’m all better now, aren’t I?”

Instead of accepting his boasting, Latil rebuked him.

“You! Seriously! You have absolutely no sense of romance? I’ve flown at this age! Latil has flown! Do I need to do this?!”

He didn’t even hold her with both hands, nor carry her, who in the world would lift their lover like an axe used to chop wood? Of course, they were fake lovers.

But as if disliking being labeled as unromantic, the moment he heard Latil’s reproach, the High Priest quickly tore open his shirt and shouted.

“My romance is right here!”

The sculpturelike chest muscles that appeared in a blink of an eye caused Latil to cover her head with one hand.

“Put that romance back in.”

“Don’t you think it’s cool?”

When Latil, instead of answering, pointed to the wardrobe with her finger, the High Priest drooped his shoulders and walked towards the wardrobe.

Watching him change his top, Latil sighed.

The High Priest was indeed a peculiar person. He was deeply immersed in the secular world as if he was a casino dealer dealing with VVIPs despite being a clergyman, yet he showed the purity of a person who was completely detached from the secular world in certain ways.

Not like Guesta who was full of embarrassment and shyness, it was the purity that showed because he was not accustomed to the secular world.

“I have changed.”

In the meantime, the High Priest changed his clothes and sat next to Latil.

“Aren’t you going to clean that up?”

When Latil, indicating the torn top with her eyes, asked, the High Priest casually replied.

“Gubel will clean it up later.”

Is Gubel the apprentice who was dozing off in the hallway? Latil nodded her head, then asked the question that had been bothering her before she came here.

“Right, about what happened during the day. You said you fell by yourself. Was that the truth?”

“Can’t you believe it?”

“Hmm. No matter how I think about it, it doesn’t seem to be true.”

Looking at the sturdy arm muscles of the High Priest, he chuckled, and then he said something different from before.

“Actually, someone did push me.”

“I thought so.”

“Yes.”

Upon hearing the High Priest confess frankly, Latil clicked her tongue as if she had expected this.