Even before Lucas, who was dumbfounded, could say anything, the doctor next to him began to stop Grand Duke Estin in a more dumbfounded voice.
âI know a little bit about Laminaicho, but youâre going to use that recovery agentâ¦â¦?â
âDid you not hear the kid say she was in pain?â
âItâs a high fever, but itâs not life-threatening, and after two days of being ill, sheâll wake up as if she was never sick. Using the recovery agent is a little â¦â¦.â
âIs there anything more serious than the fact that sheâs in pain?â
The doctor closed his mouth because he thought he had made a mistake due to the cold voice inversely proportional to the childâs fever.
The laminaicho recovery agent, which they had been investing for five years, was a super-recovery agent that could cure any serious disease and heal deeply engraved wounds quickly.
They understand how anxious he is because the child is sick, but it was still a matter to think about calmly.
âItâs not just your voice that makes you so cold!â
Lucas was also upset that Mary was sick, and his heart was so hurt that he wanted to find the Kaisham that bit Mary and crush it.
But the Laminaicho recovery agent is reallyâ¦â¦ How hard it was to extract its essence!
There will be a large-scale reclamation project in the Grand Duchy soon, and the Grand Duke asked him to use the five bottles of recovery medicine in case of an accident.
Even the doctor said itâs too muchâ¦
After a long time, he wanted to call the Grand Duke âbrotherâ and ask him to think about it but his eyes were already determined.
Well⦠itâs his first time having a child this sick.
Why is this child so weak?
If it were the three older children, they would be self-healing to some extent with their own magic.
Lucas, who had been weakened for a while, shook his head from side to side again to organize his thoughts.
Still the recovery agent is too much.â¦.
âExcuse meâ¦.â
As soon as Lucas tried to stop Grand Duke Estin even if he got himself hurt, Mary, who they thought was sleeping, turned her head and looked at Grand Duke Estin and Lucas.
She seemed to be trying to speak louder than before, but it was still a small voice like the gentle wind.
âIâm⦠Iâm okayâ¦.â
They were all listening.
Looking at the child who uttered a word and turned her head again, Grand Duke Estin and Lucas thought the same thing.
What should I do with her?
Lucas, who was staring blankly at the child, turned around and said in a somewhat empty voice.
âIâll bring the recovery agentâ¦.â
ââ¦â¦Yes.â
Lucas, who was walking along the hallway to the storage room was speechless as he went to get the recovery agent.
Thatâs some kind of recovery medicine.
He was busy with other tasks, but he was absorbed in studying herbal medicine, giving up his sleeping time because of the recovery agent.
Since it was the first business that Grand Duke Estin entrusted to him, he wanted to do better. Hestia even teased him because she couldnât believe that he was working so hard.
⦠thinking about it, he thought it was right to use it at a time like this.
Mary is the weakest child in the mansion.
People who will participate in the reclamation project are participating because they are strong, and it is clear that their recovery will be faster.
With the accident that happened right now, itâs only right to use the agent for Mary!
After making a clear decision, his mind and steps became lighter.
Lucas hurried back to Maryâs room with the bottle of recovery agent. It was a very small bottle, so it was covered by Lucasâ palm. However, even this small amount was enough to have an effect.
âShouldnât she drink two bottles?â
The doctor, who knew Maryâs condition and the effect of the agent, knew that one is enough, but Grand Duke Estinâs eyebrows waved wildly when he saw the vial.
âThis is enough.â
The doctor, who muttered in a lethargic voice, carefully spilled the medicine bottle into Maryâs mouth.
Like a lie, the medicine worked right away, and the rough breathing sound became more organized and made a gentle sound.
The child soon fell asleep with a relaxed expression. The three men looked at the child and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
It was a very long night.
***
âYou stink!â
It was a very innocent voice that didnât fit the story.
Looking at Seulbi, who covered her nose as if she had smelled something foul, I raised my arm and smelled myself.
No, I really donât, but I felt like my body smelled bad.
âEven if my mom tells her to wash up, she never does.â
âSeulbi, you must have suffered a lot.â
I clenched my fists as I heard the children gossiping among themselves.
At the center was my cousin, Seulbi.
Your mom told me to wash only once in a while because itâs a waste of water.
âWhere did that beggar come from? Itâs annoying.â
âBut why do you live together?â
âYes, her parents are dead.â
My clenched fist shook.
I could feel my nails digging into my peeling.
âShe doesnât have parents who can teach her how to clean â¦â¦ Ack!
I couldnât take it any longer, so I ran and grabbed Seulbiâs hair, who was babbling.
Later, I was scolded by my aunt, and my uncle would quickly enter the master bedroom without stopping her, but I couldnât stand them insulting my late parents and I learned well from my grandmother!
âHa Sohee, I wonât let this go?â
âHey, apologize! Apologize!â
I grabbed Seulbiâs hair and shook it with my trained forearms from helping my grandmother with her field work.
Yeah, I didnât learn from my parents, I only learned how to solve things with my body!
What are you going to do?
âApologize⦠Apologizeâ¦â¦.â
âMiss! Miss!â
I felt someone shake me violently so I opened my eyes wide.
When I open my eyes, I seeâ¦â¦ A strange ceiling?
And my arm stretching out towards the ceiling and holding the air.
âWhy do you talk like this in your sleep?â
âWho⦠Bonita?â
For a moment, I almost asked who she was, but then I came to my senses.
I am Mary, the youngest daughter of the Grand Duke of Conler.
The person in front of me is Bonita, the one who takes care of me.
âAre you all right? I heard they gave you the recovery agent. Did it not fit your body?â
âRecoveryâ¦?â
No wonder my head was so clear and his body was light. I feel more refreshed than usual because I took the recovery agent.
âYes, Iâm really fine.â
Bonitaâs eyes began to twinkle when I smiled brightly and replied that I was okay. Her eyes reminded me of what I had done.
I went into the lawn to get the ball, violating Bonitaâs order to never enter the lawn.
I was sorry to see Bonitaâs heartache.
âIâm sorryâ¦.â
âOhmy, miss.â
When I carefully apologized, Bonita opened her arms and hugged me tightly.
Hugged in a warm embrace, I wanted to be spoiled, so I also raised my arm and put it around Bonitaâs waist.
And kept muttering my apologies.
When I remembered Bonitaâs face running towards me right before I fainted.⦠I felt even more sorry.
âDonât do that again! Do you know how worried I was?â
âIâm so sorry, Iâm really sorryâ¦â¦.â
âA lot of people were worried. The Grand Duke couldnât even sleep a winkâ¦â¦.â
ââ¦â¦The Grand Duke?â
Grand Duke Estin?
When I tilted my head and asked, Bonita swallowed her saliva as if what she said was something unbelievable.
âHe must have been so worried, because he rushed over and told them to use the recovery agent.â
âRecovery agent?â
âThere are only five bottles in the house, but he used it right away because you said youâre in pain.â
Oh my god.
Iâm already embarrassed to have caused an accident, but to drink something so precious?
How could I get bitten by a bug, even using such a recovery agentâ¦â¦!
I was ashamed of myself and covered my face with my hands.
Oh, Mary Conler, why did you do that?
âDonât be so hard on yourself because youâre more precious than just one recovery agent.â
âYesâ¦â¦.â
Bonita stroked my head and tried to comfort me, as she felt sorry for me.
However, despite the consolation I still felt bad, Bonita spoke in a brighter voice when she saw my shoulders drooping.
âThere are still four more bottles left, you only use one.â
Even so, there are three more Conler besides meâ¦â¦?
But I felt even more sorry for Bonita, who tried to comfort me, even though she must have had a hard time because of me, so I just smiled brightly.
Yesâ¦
I guess itâs okay to use it.
There are four bottles in the mansion, if they want more they can just get more.
After clearing my head. I took the porridge Bonita brought.
I ate more porridge than usual, maybe itâs the effect of the recovery agent.
Bonita was delighted and said I would be able to eat as usual in the evening.
She also said sheâd give cookies that I wasnât able to eat because I got sickâ¦â¦ I blamed myself again.
Do you want to get sick again after making people suffer like this? Iâll never get sick from now on.