What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

On a sunny day, the king went hunting with his followers.

They rode their horses across the vast grasslands and dense jungles, looking for traces of prey.

However, while they were chasing a deer, the king accidentally got lost and walked into a beautiful forest that he had never seen before.

The trees in this forest are tall and dense. The sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves, casting colorful rays of light. The ground is covered with thick fallen leaves, which rustle when stepped on.

The air is filled with a fresh scent, making people feel relaxed and happy.

And not far away, by the shimmering lake, he saw a young man glowing like a god.

His legs, as white as white jade, swayed gently in the water.

Every shake seemed to draw beautiful ripples in the water. The white and shiny toes sparkled with the light of the lake like pearls, and complemented the clear lake water.

The sunlight shone on him through the water, making him exude an intoxicating beauty.

A breeze blew by, bringing up some water droplets that splashed onto his skin, adding a bit of freshness and coolness.

His movements were graceful and natural, as if blending into one with the lake, forming a beautiful picture.

The boy also had a pair of big furry ears on his head, which were different from ordinary people. As the boy moved, the two big ears also shook with the movement of his body.

The man wanted to go forward, but was afraid of disturbing the beautiful elf.

There are beautiful legends in his country.

And today, he met his legend.

The king walked towards the man involuntarily, as if he were possessed by a demon, as if a mysterious force was drawing him in and making him unable to resist.

No matter how careful and light his steps were, the fallen leaves under his feet still made a slight sound.

The boy was still startled.

Before the king could reach out his hand to keep the young man, he looked up and saw that the young man was no longer there.

The king looked around, but there was no sign of the young man anywhere, as if he had evaporated into thin air, leaving no trace.

Even though the king marked it, he still couldn't get out of this strange place.

As night fell, the king simply sat where the boy had sat at the beginning.

He looked up at the sky, at the stars in the night sky. The stars seemed like bright gems inlaid in the night sky, emitting a faint but charming light.

The lake is like tears flowing from the sky, reflecting the beauty and mystery of the starry sky.

The mysterious boy appeared in his mind.

Suddenly, the king became acutely aware of something moving towards him. His nerves instantly tensed up and his muscles tensed.

Because he couldn't guarantee whether there would be large wild beasts here.

Without hesitation, he reached out and grasped the extremely sharp sword at his waist, holding the hilt tightly, ready to deal with any possible danger at any time.

"Why haven't you left yet? Saya clearly gave you a hint."

Although the golden curly bangs were messy, they did not detract from the boy's appearance at all.

The moment the king saw the boy, his breath caught slightly.

Are there really two people in the world who look so alike?

Whether it is the eyebrows or facial features, they are all perfect, as if copied and pasted, like a photocopy carved out of the same mold.

Every detail is so similar, as if it were that person's childhood.

He had always known he had a younger brother. His mother had been telling him about him ever since he became king.

The king confirmed the identity of the boy in front of him almost without a doubt.

But he still wanted to take it back to show his mother first.

He knelt on one knee in front of the boy in plain clothes, stretched out his right hand, and lightly supported the boy's palm.

"Hello, my name is Alvin. You know how to get out, right?"

The boy's cheeks flushed a little, as if it was the first time he had been treated so politely.

I wanted to say Saya's name, but I felt a tug at my feet.

The accent that just made an "s" sound was immediately changed to "what!"

"I used to get lost here all the time, but I've learned the way after coming here so often!"

"Al, Er, Wen? Maybe I can call you that!"

The king nodded, looking at the boy with sincerity.

"It seems this is a territory you are familiar with, so could you please help me find a way out?"

"I think my guards are probably exhausted because of me!"

A helpless smile appeared on Alvin's lips.

Seeing the other person's distressed look, the boy immediately and enthusiastically grabbed his wrist, pulled him up, and walked towards another road.

During this time they naturally started chatting.

"You may be familiar with this place. Do you live here?"

The boy kicked the stones at his feet playfully. "My home is not far away. I often come here to... play."

Alvin heard the words he seemed to want to change, but he did not dwell on the topic that the boy did not want to talk to him about.

"Perhaps after we get out, I can take you home to thank your elders."

"I don't have any family, just tell me."

The boy seemed to be unconcerned about such sensitive topics, but he felt the small thing in his bag poking him, and his eyes and eyebrows were smiling like a crescent moon.

He tiptoed quietly, and when Alvin saw him, he leaned forward slightly and bent toward the man.

"You should also thank Saya!"

The second time Alvin heard the name, he couldn't help but feel curious.

When he wanted to ask another question, the little boy had already jumped away from his side.

He placed his index finger lightly against his lips, one eye playfully closed.

Alvin had a hunch that this unspeakable name might be inextricably linked to the mysterious young man he met that afternoon.

Just when I wanted to ask the boy if he knew the mysterious boy he met today, I realized that the road had come to an end.

The guards knights called out from the front, so the boy stopped where he was and waited for Alvin to come over.

He turned to the boy, meeting his same green eyes.

"It's getting late, or I can invite you to my house."

The boy winked slyly, "It's getting late. Maybe going to someone else's house isn't a wise choice!"

The king chuckled softly, "Then I'll have the guards take you back."

The boy tilted his head, his eyes full of confusion, "So do I have to send another person out?"

Elwin was also stunned for a moment when he heard this, and laughed out loud, "It's me who is lacking."

"I don't know your name yet, would you mind telling me?"

"Filbert."

"What a nice name! Well, Philbert, I hope you'll be willing to show me the way when I come to thank you someday."

Filbert jumped up happily, "So you'll come play with me next time, right?"

A gentle smile remained on Alvin's face. "My pleasure."

While the followers behind were still on guard against some wild boy who was holding their majesty hostage, the guard in the front saw the boy's face clearly in the night.

Oh, my goodness! It's just like the Queen!

After seeing this face with wide eyes, he immediately transmitted this information to the noisy "blind group" behind him.

Then—everyone fell silent in tacit agreement.

Alvin watched the man's back as he walked further and further away, and was about to turn around when he suddenly saw a white shadow jump out from Philbert's left side.

If he guessed correctly, it was a - a fox?

Perhaps it would be more accurate to say - it's Saya.