The secret garden of Deon Hardt

Chapter 2 - A poison

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'Poor Ben, he's going to get scold again but shouldn't i too worried about myself?'

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'Well it's not a big deal anyway'

Just get over it and go back to his room and let just enjoy his favourite flowers tea.

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" ...As you might have guess your majesty. it is an after effect.. "

As if the Demon king had expected it, resignation flashed across the Demon King's face. He also shut his mouth for a moment in bitterness. However, it was different for the person in question, Demon Arut.

A look of indifference. No, that was definitely a fed-up look.

The Zeroth Corps Commander had heard it so many times that he had gotten fed-up with the word "after-effect."

As he was saying something, out of nowhere he put the handkerchief he had received from the Demon King over his mouth and then looks at Ben.

Ben when met with Deon's eyes, he could immediately knew what was on his expression.

'Don't tell him about it'

And who is he to refuse his lord order, of course, he can't.

"...That is true but, I didn't call you here for something that I already knew did I?"

The Demon King glared at Ben who could only lower his head helplessly from the immense and dangerous aura coming from the Demon King.

"Find a way to cure him in the quickest way possible. If you fail... you know what happens right?"

"Yes, I will do my best..."

Ben answered back quickly. Gulping the saliva that was forming in his throat.

"Arut, let's continue our talk next time. I want you to focus on your reco-"

"No need for that your majesty"

Deon cut him off as if not afraid of getting killed by the Demon king himself at all.

"Yes! it needed Arut. now bring the Zeroth Corps Commander to his room now!"

The Demon King sent the order and immediately demons barged into the room.

Deon looked at the scene unfolding in front of his face with curiosity and slight amusement. But where the hell did they come from?

Snapping back to reality Deon had realized that Ben was already dragging him back to his room.

"Ben i'm fine, i can-"

"Please Lord Arut! you're not"

Just as Deon was about to refuse but Ben had already beat Deon to it still dragging him by the hand.

Deon have already noticed the little tears fall from other ocean blue eyes. guess he's serious with his job more than i thought.

'Maybe i make him worried too much'

Lying on the fowler bed, Deon gave up on the thought of trying to get out of this place at least for now perhaps in the future he could. But at least he don't need to do anything right now, the Demon King already takes care of it all.

"Oh my, did Lord Arut's after-effect kick up again?"

"I can't help but feel bad, he absorbed the Hero's self-destruct and now he's suffering from after effects..."