When they reached the front of the room they were looking for and pushed the firm wooden door open, the unique smell of various medicinal herbs mixed with different aromas and odors greeted them.
They lit a candle and entered the room, finding a row of clear glass bottles of various sizes lined up on an old wooden table.
Some were filled with liquid, others with dried leaves, and each one had a small silver plate attached to it.
“(Fever reducer) that’s what she gave me for my daughter – it worked well. (Diarrhea), (stomachache), (bruises) not exactly what we’re looking for.”
However, there were too many kinds.
Arde and Roan split up and searched for what Estabelle requested from top to bottom. They managed to find (stabbing wound medicine), (bleeding prevention), and (disinfection). Roan carried three bottles in his strong, sturdy arm.
Just as he was about to leave Estabelle’s room, Roan, who was one step ahead of Arde, stopped.
“Come to think of it, you’re the girl who served Chizuru fourteen years ago, Arde, right?”
“Yes… that’s right.”
When Arde answered, Roan stared up at the ceiling in astonishment.
“Oh my God! Lukrov hired you for Chizuru’s sake, didn’t he?”
Although Lukrov never explicitly declared it, Arde herself believed so, and by all accounts, there was no other way to explain it.
“Yes, maybe … I suppose you’re right,” Arde said as she smiled faintly.
“Damn!”
Roan patted his chest with one hand so hard that the bottle he was holding in the other hand almost fell out.
Although inappropriate, Roan’s reaction was very straightforward and honest. Lukrov’s love for Chizuru was so deep that he couldn’t help with noticing it everywhere, and it made him sad. Especially now, when Chizuru’s life was on the line.
“I guess I should tell you then … Chizuru was shot by an arrow while covering for Lukrov. The arrow was aimed at his heart. The fool wasn’t wearing any armor, and if Chizuru hadn’t shielded him, he wouldn’t be alive today.”
Alde’s legs stopped moving. It’s not that she didn’t expect it, but…
“That’s not all.”
His typically bright and flashy face tensed up visibly, and he slowly turned to face Arde.
“After Chizuru was shot, another arrow followed in rapid speed. This time it was aimed at Chizuru’s heart… But the arrow opponent was Lukrov. He quickly saw through it and tried to protect Chizuru, but he had no sword or shield as he let go of his sword when he saw Chizuru and rushed towards her. It is something that no one should do in battle. But Lukrov, at that moment….”
Roan was at a loss for words, unable to find a suitable expression.
Arde nodded in understanding.
“Anyway, they both fell off the horse to avoid the arrow, I don’t know if it was a spur of the moment thing, or if that was the way it was supposed to be, but the tip of the arrow that was stuck in Chizuru got tangled with Lukrov’s chainmail. It got tangled, and he couldn’t get it off.”
For a moment, Arde blinked impatiently, unable to comprehend what was said.
‘What do you mean, it got stuck?’
“This is it.”
In order to make it easier to understand, Roan picked up the chainmail he was wearing with his free hand and showed it to Arde. The heavy metal sound echoed.
Even Arde knew how thick and heavy it was without any explanation.
“It’s heavy and quite difficult to put on and take off. There is no way you can take it off in the middle of battle. It’s like asking the enemy to kill you.”
“So … what happened to Lukrov-sama?”
She was afraid to hear the answer, but she felt that she had an obligation to know.
She had to help the two of them…
They were facing a harsh fate, and someone had to protect them.
For some reason, Roan looked around cautiously, then returned his gaze to Arde and continued in a low, restrained voice.
“He fought with one hand while holding Chizuru to his chest, He picked up the fallen swords and defeated many enemies, and it continued until the battle was over. What else was he supposed to do?”
He kept apologizing to Chizuru continuously.
Ah.
Arde had to keep her eyelids down and took a deep breath to prevent tears from spilling.
The walk back to Chizuru’s room was unbearably painful and long.
When they reached the front of the room they were looking for and pushed the firm wooden door open, the unique smell of various medicinal herbs mixed with different aromas and odors greeted them.
They lit a candle and entered the room, finding a row of clear glass bottles of various sizes lined up on an old wooden table.
Some were filled with liquid, others with dried leaves, and each one had a small silver plate attached to it.
“(Fever reducer) that’s what she gave me for my daughter – it worked well. (Diarrhea), (stomachache), (bruises) not exactly what we’re looking for.”
However, there were too many kinds.
Arde and Roan split up and searched for what Estabelle requested from top to bottom. They managed to find (stabbing wound medicine), (bleeding prevention), and (disinfection). Roan carried three bottles in his strong, sturdy arm.
Just as he was about to leave Estabelle’s room, Roan, who was one step ahead of Arde, stopped.
“Come to think of it, you’re the girl who served Chizuru fourteen years ago, Arde, right?”
“Yes… that’s right.”
When Arde answered, Roan stared up at the ceiling in astonishment.
“Oh my God! Lukrov hired you for Chizuru’s sake, didn’t he?”
Although Lukrov never explicitly declared it, Arde herself believed so, and by all accounts, there was no other way to explain it.
“Yes, maybe … I suppose you’re right,” Arde said as she smiled faintly.
“Damn!”
Roan patted his chest with one hand so hard that the bottle he was holding in the other hand almost fell out.
Although inappropriate, Roan’s reaction was very straightforward and honest. Lukrov’s love for Chizuru was so deep that he couldn’t help with noticing it everywhere, and it made him sad. Especially now, when Chizuru’s life was on the line.
“I guess I should tell you then … Chizuru was shot by an arrow while covering for Lukrov. The arrow was aimed at his heart. The fool wasn’t wearing any armor, and if Chizuru hadn’t shielded him, he wouldn’t be alive today.”
Alde’s legs stopped moving. It’s not that she didn’t expect it, but…
“That’s not all.”
His typically bright and flashy face tensed up visibly, and he slowly turned to face Arde.
“After Chizuru was shot, another arrow followed in rapid speed. This time it was aimed at Chizuru’s heart… But the arrow opponent was Lukrov. He quickly saw through it and tried to protect Chizuru, but he had no sword or shield as he let go of his sword when he saw Chizuru and rushed towards her. It is something that no one should do in battle. But Lukrov, at that moment….”
Roan was at a loss for words, unable to find a suitable expression.
Arde nodded in understanding.
“Anyway, they both fell off the horse to avoid the arrow, I don’t know if it was a spur of the moment thing, or if that was the way it was supposed to be, but the tip of the arrow that was stuck in Chizuru got tangled with Lukrov’s chainmail. It got tangled, and he couldn’t get it off.”
For a moment, Arde blinked impatiently, unable to comprehend what was said.
‘What do you mean, it got stuck?’
“This is it.”
In order to make it easier to understand, Roan picked up the chainmail he was wearing with his free hand and showed it to Arde. The heavy metal sound echoed.
Even Arde knew how thick and heavy it was without any explanation.
“It’s heavy and quite difficult to put on and take off. There is no way you can take it off in the middle of battle. It’s like asking the enemy to kill you.”
“So … what happened to Lukrov-sama?”
She was afraid to hear the answer, but she felt that she had an obligation to know.
She had to help the two of them…
They were facing a harsh fate, and someone had to protect them.
For some reason, Roan looked around cautiously, then returned his gaze to Arde and continued in a low, restrained voice.
“He fought with one hand while holding Chizuru to his chest, He picked up the fallen swords and defeated many enemies, and it continued until the battle was over. What else was he supposed to do?”
He kept apologizing to Chizuru continuously.
Ah.
Arde had to keep her eyelids down and took a deep breath to prevent tears from spilling.
The walk back to Chizuru’s room was unbearably painful and long.
