I’ll Live My Second Life!

133 Hospitalization

Fee was lying in the hospital room bed.

Close your eyes and you will not return to consciousness yet. I was just weak breathing.

Outside the hospital room, Roy and Crowe stood.

Crowe’s expression was dark, but that was the same for Roy. He has a visible and dark look.

“I’m sorry…… everyone finally figured it out but it killed a human that was supposed to be a clue……”

That’s what Roy apologized for, but Crowe, who had been with him for years, knew that the reason for the dark look wasn’t just lost a clue. Heath’s serious injuries would be a pretty big factor.

“No, I’m glad Heath saved you…”

Crowe replied that way so as not to hurt his friend.

A woman stands on a tree surrounding the hospital. That was just where Phee’s hospital room was visible.

The woman’s tall is slender and masculine. Its body is thin and tight, reminiscent of a black leopard combined with a black costume. Its face is beautiful, but the bottom half of my face was covered in black cloth and I couldn’t see it. The glossy dark hair was long and that was rocking in the night breeze.

On the tree where the woman stood, a man descended quietly.

“Cain.”

In a quiet voice the woman mutters his name. The expression was so calm and chilling.

Cain’s voice, by contrast, had uncommonly exposed his emotions.

“Why, Naina!

“Loud voice, Cain.”

Cain caught in emotion, Naina points out with a sober look. The two were, in fact, the same pattern as childhood taming if they were normal people. I was born to my parents, who were the same grass, and I trained with them.

Even if Naina pointed that out to me, Cain didn’t stop.

Grab that shoulder rather than stuffing Naina and ask her.

“I should have been watching! Where that kid gets attacked by Recon. Yet… Yet what!

There is strength in Cain’s hand that grabbed Naina’s shoulder. You shouldn’t have been able to think about disturbing emotions and adding or subtracting them, and it should hurt quite a bit, no matter how much grass, but Naena never changed one complexion.

“Yeah, I’ve been watching.”

“If you’ve been watching…”

“But the mission is surveillance, right?

Cain opens his eyes to the words incredibly.

Then he yelled low in a plundered voice.

“So you’re saying that even if that kid lost his life, he was watching as he was!

For a few days Cain had been ordered on a different assignment and had his watchman turned into Naina. I thought it would be safe for her to leave Fee to me.

Yet when I came back, what I heard was the fact that Fee was about to be attacked and killed by Recon and he was currently unconscious.

Upset Cain blames Naina. Even though it is grass that suppresses emotions at all times, Cain’s humanity was dewy there.

To Cain like that, Naina said it off with a cold look that didn’t change anything.

“Yeah, that’s right. That would be grass.”

Naina’s eyes were cold when she shrugged so. As I was looking at His Majesty then.

Cain’s expression solidifies in the answer.

The hand that was holding Nena’s shoulder hard gradually loosened. Naina held Cain’s hand softly like that.

Cain, you’re the one who’s wrong.

The hand of Cain, who had lost his power, slipped through Naena’s hand and hung sloppily in the universe. In his position as it was, Cain leaned down and just silenced.

“I’m on my next assignment.”

…………

Seeing the silent cain, Naena moves her body to another tree in a different way. Yet he didn’t go right away, staring down at Cain’s face on his back.

“Bye, Cain.”

And a few seconds later, he rocked his long hair in the night breeze and disappeared into the darkness.

The door to the hospital room where Fee sleeps opens and the woman in white reveals herself. He was Elizabetta, who worked for the medical school.

Elizabetta has been standing in front of the hospital room for a long time, report the results of the test to Roy and Crowe.

“Your Majesty, Heath’s inspection is over. Fortunately, there were no sprains or fractures in the neck bone. Breathing is gradual, but it’s coming back, and there’s a body reaction. I’m sure you’ll be conscious.”

When I heard that, both Roy and Crowe looked relieved.

But that was not the end of Elizabetta’s report.

“Then there may be another thing I have to report. Your Majesty, you said she was an apprentice knight.”

“Oh, I got into the 18th Knights as an apprentice knight. A promising boy in the future.”

Upon hearing the answer, Elizabetta meditated a little, then opened her eyes and looked at Roy’s face and said:

“Your Majesty, that girl is a girl”