Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

After dealing with Kaouhede, Rafa did not stay in the main building of the castle, but took advantage of the chaos to return to his room.

After closing the door and walking to the desk, Rafa took out a piece of letter paper and wrote a few words when he felt the burning pain brought by the restriction.

He was so angry that he crumpled the letter into a ball and burned it. The letter gradually burned to ashes, and the burning sensation on his skin disappeared.

"damn it."

After cursing under his breath, Rafa now understood why the Lord of the Snowfield had included a confidentiality restriction in the agreement, and he also finally understood why His Highness Shiavi wore a veil every time he saw him.

Apart from Sal Pukas's strange possessiveness, he probably wanted to continue hiding a fatal secret.

Although he knew the background of His Highness Shiavi, he chose to continue to conceal it. Rafa didn't know whether this Paraso man simply wanted to protect his partner or had some other intentions.

In short, no matter what the Lord of the Snowfield's purpose is, he must inform Lord Yrel of this information as soon as possible.

Due to the ban, Rafa was unable to send the letter, so he found an accessory box from the box he brought with him. After searching for a while, he took a gem from a ring. Under the light of the illuminating crystal, this amber gem looked somewhat like His Highness Shiavi's eyes.

He wrapped the gem together with the Rose Medal that only the imperial magicians could obtain. An hour after sunrise, when the flying monsters had basically evacuated the area around Gut City, he sent a raven to take the two items away from Naya Castle.

After closing the window, Rafa sat down and rested for a while. When he got up to wash up and change his clothes, there were sudden knocks on the door.

Opening the door and looking at the Parassian standing outside, Rafa recognized him as the guard who often followed the Lord of the Snowfield recently.

Rafa asked calmly, "Sir Keller, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"The lord asked me to bring something to you, Mr. Rafa." Keller was holding a wooden box. No one knew what was in the box, but it kept making noises.

After hearing the sound coming from the box, Rafa's face darkened instantly. He took the box and said coldly: "Thank your lord for me." Then he slammed the door with a "bang".

Keller, standing at the door, touched his nose, then left the two Paraso warriors he brought with him and left the annex building.

After closing the door, Rafa immediately opened the box in his hand. The raven he released flew out of the box, then found a corner and hid in it, leaving only the tip of its tail shivering outside.

Rafa couldn't find the gemstone and rose medal he had wrapped on the crow's foot ring, and the wooden box was also empty...

In the temporary bedroom on the top floor of the castle, Thrall sat on a round stool and played with the gem in his hand. He was not wearing a shirt, and his upper body was exposed to the air, with no intact place.

But he himself didn't seem to feel anything. He was playing with the gem in his hand and stroking the little dragon cub who was sleeping soundly on his legs.

If you ignore the cold sweat all over his body and the edge of the tea table that had been crushed, you might really think that he didn't feel any pain.

Doctor Sally, who was pulling a bone spur as thick as a baby's wrist out of the body of the Lord of the Snowfield, secretly glanced at the strong Paraso man. She thought of how this man had said seriously that he had only suffered some minor injuries when His Highness Shiyavi was in the bedroom just now, and coaxed His Highness Shiyavi to make breakfast for him. She was very dissatisfied with this.

Although she had no good feelings towards the imperial family, His Highness Xi Yawei was still a prince after all. How could he do such a thing in person? She felt that His Highness Xi Yawei's character was too weak, and he must have been bullied by the Lord of the Snowfield a lot here.

Now, facing the wounds all over his body, including the cross section of a bone spur that pierced through his body from the shoulder blade on the back but was cut close to his skin by the opponent, Sally finally understood the real reason why the Lord of the Snowfield asked His Highness Shiavi to make breakfast for him personally.

He probably just wanted to get His Highness Shiavi away for a while and didn't want the other party to see the injuries on his body.

After all, the Parasau people seem to be somewhat averse to their partners seeing their weak side, especially when they have an extremely beautiful partner...

The healing magic on the Lar continent is not omnipotent. In Xie Wei's opinion, it is a bit like robbing Peter to pay Paul. If it is just a simple external injury, there is no particularly obvious feeling. But for serious injuries, healing magic not only treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and will also cause the injured person's body to be in a very weak state for a long time.

The people of Paraso have always believed that the strong are respected, and as a lord, Thrall would never let anyone notice that his physical condition was very poor. Unless it was necessary, he would not allow himself to have such a time to recuperate.

Without the help of the magician's healing magic, all Sally had to do was clean the wounds on the Lord of the Snowfield, prepare suitable medicine for him, and then bandage the wounds.

When Xie Wei walked into the room quietly with the tray, Sally, who was concentrating on treating the wound, did not notice him, and the Lord of the Snowfield, who always had keen senses, did not notice his partner. The Imperial Rose Guards led by Gesang did not speak out to remind their lord.

"Doctor Sally, does the wound need to be sutured?"

Sally was startled by someone who walked up to her at some point, and the delicate tweezers in her hand almost poked into the wound of the Lord of the Snowfield, but before she could do so, someone firmly grabbed her wrist.

Xie Wei took the tweezers from Sally's hand, glanced at the man who seemed a little panicked, raised his chin to signal the other party to shut up and not talk, and then continued to clean the wound on the man's back skillfully and carefully.

He looked as gentle and patient as usual as he explained to Sally what he meant by stitching, but the little dragon cub, who had been sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes, turned around angrily, and curled up into a ball holding his tail.

Thrall wanted to touch the little dragon, but as soon as he reached out his hand, the little guy stretched out his little claws and scratched him.

Although he was tickled without even breaking his skin, Sal could already tell how angry Shevi was.

Doctors on the Lar continent completely rely on the medicine knowledge they have learned to treat various injuries and diseases. For penetrating wounds, they just clean the wound, apply medicine, and bandage it directly. After listening to Xie Wei's explanation, Sally said that no doctor has tried to suture the wound yet.

So Xie Wei explained while taking out tools from the medical box he lent to Sally and prepared to practice for Sally to observe. The medical box that the system took out contained very comprehensive items, and the absorbable collagen thread was ready-made and could be used directly.

Xie Wei knew why Thrall didn't let the magician use healing magic to treat his injuries, so he didn't use healing magic to treat Thrall's wounds without permission.

After treating all the wounds on Sal's body that needed stitching, Shevi handed the rest to Sally.

He gave up his seat and was about to take the breakfast on the table when someone held his hand.

The man's originally rough palm was now bandaged, but Xie Wei could still feel the warmth from the other's palm.

Sal didn't say anything, but just held Xie Wei's hand and didn't let him leave.

"Are you hungry?" Xie Wei raised his other hand and touched Sal's forehead, then took a towel and wiped the sweat from his face and neck.

The protective gear originally worn on Sal's ears was broken into pieces, leaving only a chain. Xie Wei helped him take it off and wiped his ears and hair.

"Yeah." Sal was unable to make a sound. He rubbed Xie Wei's hand with his face and responded softly.

Sally looked at the Lord of the Snowfield, who seemed unusually well-behaved and obedient at the moment, with a little surprise, then looked at the maids around her who had expressions of familiarity. She lowered her head to hide the upturned corners of her lips.

I don’t know why, but I really want to laugh.