Master Kaidel must have known that, which was why he resorted to such a reckless act. He saved one person under the guise of calculating.

‘Hateful. Disgusting enough to turn away.’

Once again, I had the honor of receiving treatment from the palace physician. After he finished treating me and left, Director Loyman came to visit.

Not expecting him to come all the way to my room, I, absentmindedly, tried to sit up and let out a groan.

“Director!”

“Miss Loar. I received a medicine order in the name of Miss Loar, so I came myself.”

“You didn’t need to come… I’m sorry.”

“Apologies are unnecessary. Shall I inspect the wound?”

After lifting the blanket, he opened his mouth wide, then closed it after a moment.

The Siquman leg, swollen to its limits by the damage my skin would allow. The bandages applied during emergency treatment were soaked with fresh blood.

Even I couldn’t find words to express what it looked like. It resembled a corpse soaked in water for about three days.

He quickly moved his hands with a stern face.

Applying medicinal herbs and herbs to the wound, he skillfully bandaged it, and a sense of relief accompanied the fading pain. I let out a sigh of relief involuntarily.

“The skin damage is extensive, and it might become infected. I’ll do my best to prevent that.”

“This is Murayeh pull, right? It’s hard to find…”

“Don’t worry about such things.”

“Thank you. Hehe.”

Whether I forced a smile too much or not, Director Loyman looked at me disapprovingly and shook his head.

“It’s an absolute rest until the wound heals.”

“Yes, I’ll do that. Thank you, Director.”

“Rest well, then.”

With a pitiful expression, Director Loyman left me.

Next, Eria approached and covered me with a blanket, asking, “How does the pharmacy director know? He rarely goes in and out of the palace. Actually…”

“Actually?”

Eria lowered her voice, leaning toward me.

“There are rumors that he makes strange things in his laboratory.”

Oh dear. It seemed that Director Loyman was attracting misunderstandings like an alchemist, just as his profession suggested.

No, wait a minute. He does make strange things there. Secret weapons and such.

So it’s not a misunderstanding.

But I was surprised and asked in confusion, “Strange things?”

“Tiny humans or something like that… in the world, putting such things in your mouth would lead to big trouble!”

“Well, well. It shouldn’t be like that.”

From what I could see, Eria had no idea about what the Pharmacy Director was making. She seemed more frightened because she didn’t know. I, on the other hand, knew exactly what he was doing there. Weapons, like secret weapons.

Thus, it was not a misunderstanding.

Still, I laughed while looking at Eria, who seemed more afraid because she didn’t know. She asked, “Eria?”

“Yes, Miss.”

“When you leave, could you open the window a little? Just this much is enough.”

“How will you close it when you’re in bed? You can’t move.”

I quickly rolled my eyes and pointed to the cushion she had placed on the bed.

“Throw this, and the door will close properly.”

“Oh, that’s true.”

What’s the big deal! How can I throw the cushion there with this painful body?

But even thinking that, I was smiling.

Not knowing how horribly out of sync my head and emotions were, I asked Eria to leave the window slightly open and laid back, looking at the chilly breeze coming through the window.
“Locard Kaidel Gongja. I might die of a cold, not because of Empress Pyeha, but because of you.”

I fervently swore to the sky, hoping he wouldn’t come over my window, not because of Empress Pyeha, but just because of a premonition that he might. However, as I felt the temperature difference created by the new air coming through the window, impatience grew in me.

“When on earth is he coming…?”

It made it seem as if I were waiting for him.

“Hey!”

I grabbed a cushion and threw it with all my strength towards the window. However, to my amazement, the cushion that hit the window seemed to be floating in midair!

In my astonishment, Kaidel Gongja, who had caught the cushion, leaned his face forward with a disdainful expression. It was evident that he thought I threw the cushion at him.

“Kai… Gongja-nim.”

“Shall I go back?”