As I trudged towards the meeting place, Beatrice's burden bore down upon my weary shoulders. Perhaps because I wasn't tense anymore, I felt the aftereffects of the battle coming all at once.
My palms were sore, and the back of my thighs and forearms throbbed.
"Young Master Raymond!"
When I was almost to the entrance, the knights came running in a hurry. And seeing Beatrice on my back, their faces hardened.
It was a big problem that the daughter of a famous wizard family was injured.
But ignoring them, I passed right by and went inside.
"We need a healer!"
After talking to the knights, I carefully put Beatrice down and looked around.
'Found you.'
As our gazes locked, a ghostly pallor washed over Kaham's features.
No doubt, the shock of seeing Beatrice and I standing before him, unscathed and very much alive, had caught him off guard.
And who could blame him? Few who dared to cross the path of a ruthless Orc Warrior emerged victorious.
Clearly, he had counted us among the fallen, and expected nothing more than our lifeless bodies as p...
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