337 Zagrath's Illness
Blinking my eyes a few tis, I wake up to the feeling of being watched like a prey. My senses tingle, sending warnings through my brain.
Opening my eyes with a start, I see Zamira staring into my eyes like a predator, her eyes glowing red.
"Ah...fuck. I told you not to scare with your blood power again!" I groan.
"Good morning, honey..." Zamira says to as I cover my face in exhaustion. Her blood power, Omnipotent eyes can strike fear in almost anyone, especially if they are just waking up from sleep.
"Good morning... You are okay now, right?" I ask, turning my body to the side to get a better angle of her srizing face.
"Yeah, I am fine but a bit hungry," Zamira answers.
"I see... That's good to hear. I have told you not to use chaos energy again, though. You have a good technique you created for yourself. To , It seems like you underestimate the capabilities of your technique. If you put more effort into practicing your technique, you can cut down even the strongest gods," I explain to Zamira, who simply flashes a smile at .
"Sigh... Honey, you have a sweet mouth. If it was that easy, it would have been much better. I am the creator of the technique, but you seem quite skillful with it than after teaching you," Zamira mutters with a sigh.
Suddenly, Zamira raises her upper body on the bed with a sudden jerk as if she rembers sothing very important.
"Zagrath!"
"What happened to Zagrath?" I ask, slightly confused and annoyed.
"Where's she? I need to see her now," Zamira mumbles with worry evident on her face.
"I don't get it. You and Zagrath seem to be weirdly close, as if both of you have... Well, nevermind," I say with a shrug as I lie down back in bed and cover myself with a blanket.
Seeing my actions, Zamira flashes a smile as I peek at her through the blanket.
"Co on, stop being jealous. Zagrath is just like my child. I found her when she was little and took care of her till she grew up. However, recently, we learned that Zagrath has a strange condition. A condition that is going to kill her soon. She only has a few days to live," Zamira explains to , her eyes getting teary a little as she tries her best to hold it back.
"Wait... What type of condition is that, though?"
"It's a condition called blood expansion according to what the Royal healer told us. It usually occurs when Zagrath does any tedious work or uses blood attacks. That's why I forbid her from doing stressful work. However, regardless if she does a tedious work or not, the condition is slowly eating her up.
Hearing Zamira's words, I have a vague idea about Zagrath's condition. It's similar to sothing I have seen In my past life. But well... I can't jump into conclusions.
"Can you take to see her?"
Right now, Zamira and I are inside Zagrath's room. It's a well-furnished apartnt located in Zamira's chamber. It's painted with white paint all around with drawings of Zamira painted on the walls. So of which are of the battles she fought. The one that catches my attention the most is the paintings where Zamira is standing on the corpse of a demon-rank beast, the first demon-rank beast she ever killed.
Shifting my gaze, I focus on the most important thing. Right now, Zamira and I are seated on the edge of Zagrath's bed. Zagrath, on the other hand, is lying down on the bed with her upper body raised. She's wearing a white see-through nightgown.
"M-Master... I am glad to see that you are fine now. I couldn't sleep all through the night. Why did you co this early, though?" Zagrath asks with a stutter, her face extrely red for so reason.
Weird...
"You know the reason why I ca here. It's because of your condition," Zamira answers.
"Waa~ you told him?" Zagrath mutters In a low voice, peeking at from the corner of her eyes.
"Since my husband is well-versed in aura control, he might be able to help your situation," Zamira answers but suddenly pauses to look at .
"Y-You called him, husband. Waa~ so many strange things," Zagrath mutters, looking at and Zamira in confusion.
"Fufu, we are going to get married tomorrow, so, calling him my husband is not too bad, right?" Zamira asks , a light blush appearing on her face.
Seeing Zamira and Zagrath smile, I look at Zagrath in a new light. I know her as a stoic and unfriendly person who wouldn't waste an opportunity to give an eye-roll whenever she sees . But well... I guess she's just protective of her master.
"Well... Prince Jake. I don't really know if you can help . But I swear... I don't want to die. I'm afraid of death," Zagrath tells , her eyes tearing up.
"Don't worry.... You'll be fine. There's almost no problem without a solution," I cheer her up.
"S-So, you an there are so problems without solutions?" Zagrath asks as she couldn't comprehend the aning behind my words.
"You know... Our and thoughts beliefs vary. I believe so problems are without solutions because even I am still looking for solutions to a problem of mine," I answer. My answer causes Zagrath to leak out a sigh.
"So, what do we have to do to start a check-up?" Zagrath asks.
"Well... It's pretty much simple, you just have to lie down on the bed and take off your clothes."
"W-What!"
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