“Okay. Let’s go back quickly.”After covering pick with the quilt, Boubin wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to the soldier beside him.

  “Okay.”The soldier glanced at pick, who was lying on the bed, and then left the room.

  The two of them happened to meet Kant, who was visiting pick at the door of the bedroom. They bowed and said, “Lord Kant, we have settled pick.”


  “Okay, you two go and take a look at Bunduk. His condition is a little troublesome now.”Kant nodded and instructed the two of them.

  “The kid who is sleeping inside couldn’t have given commander Bunduk a fake antidote, right?”The soldier frowned and said with a worried tone.

  “No.”Kant shook his head and said firmly.

  Bubin and the soldier beside him looked at each other. Although they did not know how Kant came to this conclusion, since he showed such a certain attitude, the soldiers could only follow and believe in pick.

  After the two of them left Kant’s bags, they rushed to the main hall of the guest room. However, Abel had already helped Bunduk out of the room. There was only a pile of excrement waiting for them on the floor.

  When Kant entered the bedroom, he immediately sat down beside Pick’s bed. Under the illumination of the candlesticks in the room, Pick’s face was almost pale.

  Kant hesitated for a moment before reaching out to pick’s forehead. What he came into contact with was a bone-chilling cold. Kant immediately frowned. He stood up solemnly and carefully pulled pick’s hands out of the quilt. There were traces of dried blood on the middle finger of his right hand.

  When Kant first saw it, he still had a trace of disbelief in his heart. Because Pick was a human beast tamer, but the blood flowing in his body was green.

  But now Kant was able to face it calmly.

  “It seems that the antidote he gave is indeed his own blood,”Kant muttered as he observed the wound on pick’s finger that had healed as before.

  However, Pick, who was still unconscious on the bed, borrowed some strength from God knows where and grabbed Kant’s hands.

  “AH.”This strength was not considered gentle. Kant called out softly and saw that his wrists were turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

  “Don’t tell anyone,”pick shouted in a daze.

  Kant looked at pick’s face in surprise and found that pick’s eyes were still closed. It seemed that pick was still immersed in his sleep.

  “Don’t tell anyone.”Pick repeated. The strength of his hand did not seem to relax.

  “I won’t tell anyone.”After taking a deep breath, Kant looked at pick’s face and promised solemnly.

  “.…… HMM.”Pick stopped muttering to himself when he heard Kant’s voice in his sleep. The hands that were tightly holding onto Kant’s wrists also weakly rested on the quilt that was covering his body.

  “Rest well.”Kant moved his wrists and then neatly covered pick with the quilt. He whispered to him.

  Pick fainted completely this time, and did not respond to Kant’s words at all.

  Kant sat quietly on the edge of the bed, as if thinking about something. Before he knew it, half an hour had passed.

  “Da Da Da.”Light footsteps sounded in a quiet room, Kant went to the bedroom with the bathroom. He took a basin of boiling hot water from the basin provided by the inn and took a clean towel from the hook behind the door.

  “Although I don’t know what effect this will have, if it can make you feel better, then it will be good.”Kant dipped the towel into the basin and wrung the wet towel dry, he repeatedly wiped pick’s forehead and neck with the steaming towel.

  Pick seemed to feel that someone was taking care of him, and his facial features became more relaxed.

  “It seems that the effect is good,”Kant said to himself.

  After taking care of pick until midnight, Kant, who could not bear the fatigue, yawned. He stood up from the edge of the bed, walked to the corner of the bedroom, and blew out the candle holder with his mouth. Then, he left the bedroom.

  The next afternoon after that night, pick woke up.

  Kant and Abel were at the inn’s entrance, watching the elves’doctor leave. When he walked back to the lobby, he saw pick walking down the stairs of the second floor, wrapped in a cotton-padded jacket that he always carried with him.

  “Are you okay?”Kant took the initiative to greet him.

  “Yes.”Pick frowned at Kant’s words, as if he did not understand what Kant meant. After recalling the fact that he fainted yesterday, he nodded slightly.

  “The Doctor from the north city confirmed that the poison in Bunduk’s body has disappeared. When are you going to leave?”Abel’s eyes were black and blue, after taking care of Bunduk for one night, he did not have a good temper towards pick.

  “Right away,”pick answered simply.

  “Then we will arrange a carriage for you now,”Kant replied casually.

  Pick was slightly surprised by this attitude, but he really didn’t have a good impression of this group of outsiders, so he didn’t try to guess the opportunity for Kant to change his attitude.

  “A person who keeps his word isn’t too bad.”Pick nodded slightly to Kant.

  “That’s because you’re a man of your word.”Kant said without hiding anything, “Before we leave, shall we sit down and have a cup of tea together?”


  “Do you have pastries?”Pick stood on the stairs and looked around the entire hall, sizing up the dishes on the table of the diners.

  “Yes.”Kant smiled and said, “If you don’t mind, we can have tea and snacks in this hall while chatting.”


  “As long as there’s food.”Pick slowly walked down the stairs and sat down at the tea table that Kant had pointed out.

  “Go and ask the waiter in the kitchen to prepare a few pastries and order a pot of high-quality tea.”Kant knew that Abel’s resistance against pick was clear, so he continued to assign tasks to get rid of him.

  “Yes, Your Majesty.”After arranging everything on the tea table, Abel walked up to the second floor by himself. When he turned his head to look in Kant’s direction, Kant and pick were already chatting back and forth.

  “Keep a close eye on pick. If he makes any strange movements, come to the guest room immediately and inform me,”Abel instructed the soldier guarding the stairs.

  “Yes, Captain Abel,”the Elven soldier immediately replied.

  “What are your plans after you leave the town?”Kant asked after pouring tea for pick.

  “Nothing,”pick answered casually as he looked forward to the pastries being served on the table. “I’m not thinking of staying in this town for long anyway.”