âAh....â
Herod let out a soft groan. A bright light quickly filled the room. The light that stretched out from Tielâs hand gently and carefully wrapped around Herodâs body.
It was truly an astonishing sight.
There was no reason for light to have its own consciousness, but the light blooming from the small girlâs hand gathered around Herod as if it were a living being.
Only then did the people properly see the face of the patient lying in bed. Perhaps due to the long illness, his face was deeply pale, and dark stains had spread across both of his cheeks, making him look almost like... a dead person.
If Herod had not smiled upon seeing the light, most of the people there would have thought he was already dead.
Tiel quietly illuminated Illum and Herod without rushing to speak. She did so to allow the father and son to have a peaceful conversation.
Illum, who had moved closer to Herodâs bedside, gently felt his sonâs cheek with trembling hands.
This was the first time he had seen his sonâs face in such a bright place.
Herodâs face was a little paler than he had expected, and his eyes were darker than darkness itself, but they didnât seem ominous in the slightest.@@novelbin@@