T Y D O T S F

92

"How did this happen?"

Deep in the morning, the villa was turned upside down.

Because Irene was suffering from a high fever of unknown cause.

The doctor who was on standby at the villa had a pale complexion.

This was because Kaid was very sensitive as he could not figure out the cause.

Although I administered a fever reducer as a makeshift measure, my forehead was boiling as if mocking the medication.

Set and Arvan, who had woken up in a hurry at dawn, had serious expressions on their faces.

Kaid, who had been crossing his arms and wagging his fingers, asked with a gasp.

"I do not know?"

"......I'm sorry, my lord."

"If the doctor doesn't know this, who does?"

Kaid glanced at the people gathered in the room.

They were all in deep thought.

If there had been no instructions to make sure the children were asleep, they might not have discovered it until the morning.

Kaid touched his forehead.

There was nothing to be gained by questioning the doctor.

He made quick decisions.

"Go back to the mansion."

"Yes? But Irene's condition is not good, Father. If her condition worsens on the way there...!"

Set said with a rare look of bewilderment.

Arvando nodded in agreement with Set's opinion.

But Kaid did not change his mind.

Because it was more dangerous to hope for Irene's improvement here.

"There is no doctor here who can properly diagnose Irene's condition."

It was a cold voice. Kaid's anger was clearly contained in it.

The doctor who examined Irene shook his head in surprise.

The doctor was lost in thought and didn't know what to do.

All he could do was pray desperately for the fever to go down and apply an ice pack.

"Why don't you tell Hestia to come instead?"

"No. It's better to go to the capital. The environment there is the best."

Finding hard-to-find medicinal herbs was also relatively easy in the capital.

Because there were merchants handling rare items from the continent located throughout the capital.

"Black......."

Irene's sobbing voice flowed out softly through her dry lips.

The ice pack placed on my forehead quickly turned to water and ran down.

"Have the carriage ready immediately. We're going back to the capital."

"Yes, I understand."

The caretaker quickly left the room.

Despite being unconscious due to a high fever, Irene was crying.

Arban looked shocked at Irene's sick appearance, which he saw for the first time.

Arban just stared blankly at Irene.

The usual ticking appearance was nowhere to be found.

Arban's fingertips twitched every time he heard Irene sobbing.