“A hero never leaves records about themselves with their own hands. The exploits and stories of a hero are left by historians, poets, and the knights who were with them. However, Emperor Alexander Lucac II, the greatest hero of the empire, was a knight who had the habit of recording. He left numerous notes in the corners of various books, notes, and maps. All the records he left were stored in the ‘Royal Library,’ accessible only to the current emperor and crown prince.”

Page turned under the hand of the prince.

Prince Kyle was buried among the books in the Royal Library.

Whenever he had time after returning to the palace, Prince Kyle would be found immersed in the Royal Library.

He was planning to posthumously honor Emperor Alexander Lucac II as ‘Emperor Alexander Lucac the Great’ at this ceremony, and this library could only be accessed by the emperor and the crown prince.

While it was known that Kyle was working on creating meaningful plans and speeches by flipping through the ‘Royal Library,’

“…”

Kyle had a slightly different purpose.

Kyle, the crown prince, closed the book he was reading and placed it back in its original position, rubbing his sore neck. He picked up another book next to him, lying down, and turned the pages swiftly to avoid wasting time.

Kyle was perusing all the records left by Emperor Alexander.

The reason why the imperial family had obsessively collected and confined all the records left by Alexander Lucac II in this library was that many of the records he left contained information treated as the current imperial family’s secrets.

About Ora.

About deteriorating eyesight.

Speculations about the causes of the deterioration.

Efforts made to prevent the deterioration of eyesight.

Days when his eyesight was sometimes good and seemed to be improving.

And then days when it worsened again.

However, his records did not extend beyond the age of thirty-five when he left the world.

The records of the Emperor had almost stopped in the late twenties.

It wasn’t just because he became busier through war, became a hero, and was consecrated as the new emperor.

Perhaps it was because he couldn’t write after losing his eyesight.

“…”

Kyle diligently scrutinized Emperor’s records.

“Real name? Can that be cured? I’m not sure, but you should go and ask that person. They are a renowned figure who even lectures at the university. Rumor has it that famous doctors from the capital come to learn from them.”

“Cure for a real name? Well… If that person doesn’t know, probably no doctor would. Anyway, most doctors in this area are disciples learning from that person.”

“A doctor who has experience treating the Lord? I’m not sure, but there might be someone with such experience…”

“Dr. Lorenson.”

Tristan’s wife replied briefly.

And, a bit puzzled, she asked.
“Why look from afar? There’s a top-notch doctor nearby. Doctor Lorenson is Julius’s personal physician. You also commute to Julius’s mansion every day.”

Following this, his wife added more.

“When you ask anyone around here about the ‘best doctor,’ won’t they give the same answer? There’s no doctor like that person. How could that stubborn magnate Julius provide special treatment for thirty years without a reason? There are even rumors that the person treated high-profile individuals and received honors. Some say it’s an exaggerated rumor, but…”

Anyway, stories continued that the person was respected even among nobles.

Many high-ranking nobles wanted to form a connection with Doctor Lorenson, but whether it was because Julius offered favorable conditions or due to the loyalty nurtured by the marchioness during her obscure days, no one budged.

Such rumors, along with Julius’s reputation, elevated Doctor Lorenson’s fame as a physician.

Tristan, holding back a sigh, found a different response based on the facts.

“Doctor Lorenson is on a business trip, so the seat is empty. Is there another famous doctor besides that person? Maybe the second most famous doctor around here…”

“There is.”

His wife responded with a shrug.

“But that person is also Doctor Lorenson. It’s his son, a rising star. The name is…”

“Taylor Lorenson.”

His wife clapped her hands together.

“Yes, that’s it! Actually, he’s more popular among young people and women these days.”

And that was information Tristan had already learned when he investigated ‘Taylor Lorenson’ at Arthur’s command.

They knew both of them had a good reputation as doctors…

“…”

Tristan, getting a bit tired of hearing the name ‘Doctor Lorenson’ all day, massaged his temples.

Is Lorenson the only doctor in this territory?

Perhaps there were no other well-known doctors because there was already a too famous and reliable doctor. Other than being known as his apprentice, there was no other doctor with a distinguished reputation.

He had questioned shamans, priests, and even charlatans claiming to have opened the eyes or lifted the bedridden, but they were all nothing more than quacks and swindlers.