I’ll Live My Second Life!

108

The Zephas mansion that followed had a tremendous atmosphere.

Private soldiers are sometimes placed in noble individuals’ mansions for security purposes.

But that number is unusual.

Cain taught me his skills as a grass. Fee found out.

I try not to show the whole number well, but a good number of soldiers are aligned in this mansion. It even had the appearance of a Knight of the First Knights who were not part of the escort.

After completing their opponent’s mission, the Fees gather in front of the Crow.

“We’ll be on guard around the mansion, too. Cain, Conrad, and Parwick hide themselves in the surrounding woods and remain vigilant. Garouge, the Old Bull will mix with the Knights and take charge of security.”

“Um, Mr. Crowe, what about me?

Phee, who was not called by only one name, visited Crowe back.

“Oh, Heath, follow me for a second”

That’s what they say, and Fee follows Crowe.

I went inside from the back of the mansion. The soldier I was watching, when I saw Crowe’s face, lowered his head and put me right through it. And go straight into the mansion.

Armed knights were walking inside the mansion. Nothing is like one of them.

Fee, who followed him inside like that to Crowe’s back, enters one room.

Once inside, things were removed and holes were holed in the ceiling.

Fee immediately perceives intent.

“Can you get in?

“I think it’s all right”

Fee nods at Crowe’s words.

Then they told me where the purpose was and what the intention was.

“I ask you to escort Her Majesty Queen Feel. The escort shall not be enlightened by Her Royal Highness Queen Feel. Keep an eye on the inside so they don’t get noticed from the ceiling in the room. And if anything happens to you, get off.”

The look on Crowe’s face when he said his last words was serious.

A serious expression like worrying about Fee’s body, still determined to have to be ready to send him away.

‘If anything happens to you, come down,’ that meant hanging your life.

“Okay.”

Fee nodded back with a serious look at Crowe as well.

Sometimes you risk your life if you become a knight. I was prepared to be on the same stage as the 18th Knights.

Besides, it’s not nice to risk your life for your sister.

Fee broke up with Crowe and walked into the vent and headed to the room where he had a sister. Perhaps having a sister means some kings. Maybe for the first time Fee will see that in person.

The room I followed, peering inside from the ceiling, was the look of Feel I saw hissing.

I don’t see much because of the angle, but I felt Feel thinner than I was in Dayman. That look isn’t very bright.

Besides, there was no sign of King Roy in the room.

Instead, there is the figure of a silver-haired young man laid on the bed.

The young man, who closed his eyes to sleep, has no sign of waking up, nor does he react to a fiel sitting beside him.

There was a big scratch on its right forehead.

(Who…?

A voice of doubt arises in Fee’s mind at the appearance of a strange young man.

Hold hands tight that Feel won’t return youth reactions. I groaned in a sad voice.

“Tomash……”

Tomash, I had heard that name Phee somehow too.

Prince of the smallest country in Dayman’s neighborhood. When I was in my homeland, I was told by the samurai that maybe I could even drop you.

I have a thin relationship with Dayman and I have never met Phee, who has only attended domestic parties.

And this year, I heard you lost your life in a carriage accident.

Why is that Prince Tomash in a place like this?

Beyond Phee’s gaze, Phil is about to cry over Prince Tomash’s forehead wound.

A warm blue light lit up in his hand.

The healing power of Feel. But even in that light, Prince Tomash never opens his eyes.

That should be it, too.

If you’ve fallen into such a big wound situation and become unconscious, there’s nothing you can do about Phil’s healing power.

Because healing power is enough to heal a few injuries. Even if they say it’s a healing witch, it’s only to that extent that we can make it real.

Still rare, the miracle power that only this era Feel possesses.

That’s why people flock there.

The power that doesn’t do much, doesn’t fulfill your wishes, and yet attracts only the expectations and the confidence around you.

Feel knew that Feel, who had this power, was never getting happiness.

Feel’s healing power can’t heal anyone who wants to, it can only stare helplessly at the side of his eyes meditating.

In Phee’s watchful eye, Phil kept leaning against Tomash the whole time.