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[Adam C. POV]
I returned to the capital, my missing eye bandaged. A single tear of sweat trickled down my cheek as I made my way through the gates, surrounded by the bustling crowds of the city.
As I walked, I was greeted with stares of curiosity and wariness; my covered eye and the bandages that wrapped around my body left most with the fear of the unknown.
One would think they would be used to such sights. Perhaps I was the weird one in the situation.
I made my way through the winding streets, taking in the sights and sounds of the great city. Everywhere I turned, I was t with vibrant scenes of rchants peddling their wares, artisans crafting their works, and children laughing and playing.
Yet, I paid the sights no heed, my eyes fixated on one destination: the palace at the top of the hill.
I had so money to collect.
Making my way up the hill, I was t with a wall of guards, the guards were wary of , understandably so, I an, the bandages around my body didn't make look friendly at a first glance.
And seeing the civilians had been agitated with my presence, well, it was understandable they were too.
After so small questioning, the guards eventually let through, granting access to the palace grounds.
Stepping through the gates, I was t with the palace, its golden spires reaching for the sky. As I made my way closer, I was t with palace guards every few yards, the sight of them standing at attention, saluting as I walked past them, making chuckle.
Finally, I made my way to the entrance, where I was t with yet more guards. Where, after giving my na and stating my rank, I was allowed to enter the palace.
From top to bottom, right to left, everywhere I looked, there were servants and guards rushing around, conducting their business in a flurry of activity.
I blinked.
I had forgotten to ask where the King was.
"Excuse ma'am, could please tell where the King is?" I asked one of the maids.
The old maid stared at for a mont, her eyes briefly flickering to my bandaged eye before focusing back on . "The King is in his chambers."
No shit, Sherlock, but where the fuck are they?
"And that would be... where exactly?" I asked, with a friendly smile.
The maid's face hardened, and she pointed down the hallway to a set of ornate double doors. "Through there, but be respectful. The King is not to be disturbed without good reason."
I nodded, smiling at the old maid one last ti before pushing forward.
True to her instructions, I found myself face to face with the doors leading to the King's throne room. Decorated in gold, and other precious gems.
Taking a step forward, I knocked at the door. "I'm back." Wait, what if he doesn't rember my voice... "It's Adam."
The doors creaked open, and I was greeted by the sight of the King sitting on a throne, surrounded by papers. His eyes flickered towards . "Ah, Adam,"
He has... a throne in his room? Why would he have a... no no, not my place to judge, his castle, his design.
"By the gods, what happened to you?" The King's eyes widened as he took in the state of my bandages and the missing eye. "Who did this to you?"
"The target you sent to deal with," I replied, shrugging. "Don't worry, I will be back to my old two eyed self in... about three months, maybe more."
I had miscalculated... greatly for that matter, when I had thought I could heal my eye in a few weeks, apparently my level of Healing Kido was... not good enough to do that just yet.
Which ant...
I had to visit... Porlyusica to help out.
May the universe have rcy on .
The King frowned, concern etched across his face. "I'll have my healers tend to you imdiately," he said, rising from his throne. "But first, tell , did you complete your mission?"
I nodded, pulling out a small pouch from my pocket and presenting it to the King. "The target's head."
"Oh god," The King gagged, taking a step back. "I did not need to see that, Adam!"
I couldn't help but chuckle dryly at the King's reaction. "I apologize, your highness. It's just proof that I completed the mission."
The King shook his head. "No need to apologize. You've done well. Just don't... bring that kind of proof again, please..."
"So, about my paynt?" I asked, trying to steer the conversation away from the gory subject.
The King nodded, composing himself. "Of course. You will receive your paynt in full, as promised. But first, let us tend to your wounds."
"Wait, there's no need, she will only get angrier if I let other doctors treat ," I replied, however, before I could add anything else, several healers rushed into the room, taking away to treat my injuries.
The old hag would not like this at all.
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[Porlyusica POV.]
Hm.
I feel soone I know did sothing incredibly infuriating and stupid.
"Adam," I clenched my teeth as I said the brat's na, my fist tight around the worn, wooden handle of my trusty broom, before the end of it snapped with a sharp crack under the pressure of my grip. "I will beat him senseless if he did anything stupid that I have to deal with!"
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After escaping the hordes of healers that the King had sent after , I made my way to the train station, where Lilia had been waiting for to board the train back to Magnolia.
"Why do you have... eight thermoters in your mouth, Adam-sama?" Lilia asked, blinking in complete bewildernt.
"Because I didn't want eight thermoters in my ass, any more questions?" I shot back.
Lilia shook her head.
"That's what I thought," I said, nodding to myself, before calling out to the conductor as I hurled Lilia inside the train like a Javelin. "Let's get this rolling!"
Normally I wasn't one to push things, but I had a horde of nurses that were... wayyyy too interested in taking my temperature.
"Anything for a wizard saint!" The conductor replied, starting the train.
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