
Ricle was sitting on a bedside chair, looking at the lying aldich and at a doctor's check-up.
"what's the wound bad?"ricle asked the doctor who was treating Aldich's wounds.
"not too bad miss.this wound will heal a total of about 2 months" replied the doctor.
"2 months is a long time" said Ricle.
"but for the size of an ordinary person it is quite short if the other person who suffered this injury is not the Duke aldich master it will probably take about 6 months to recover completely" the doctor replied.
"well I've finished treating him.Then I'm sorry first" said the doctor, he looked down respectfully and then stepped out of the room.
Shortly after the doctor came out of the room, there was a knock on the door that was heard from outside.
"excuse me. I'm the waiter who was ordered by master basil to deliver the food" said someone from outside.
"in.."ricle replied.
The waiter came in and brought the food, he put the food on the table and got out of there.
"are you hungry?" ask Ricle while pointing towards the food on the table.
"no" replied aldich.
"we must go home immediately" said Aldich, he then stood up from the bed and took the jacket by the bed and put it on.
"are you sure?" ask Ricle because he is still worried about being injured.
"yes anyway it doesn't hurt too much.and what about you? Is this lady unharmed?"aldich asked wonder how the ricle could not be scratched in the slightest while fighting the pet god who was even himself overwhelmed to fight against him.
"of course I'm not hurt! I am great!!"ricle was proud of himself.
Aldich who listened to the vanity of the ricle only chuckled a little while tidying up his belongings.
"all right let's go home soon!"aldich said and answered a nod by ricle.
They then walked out of the Marquis' castle and headed back to the North using Aldich's chariot.
"aldich..is the marquis of basil now siding with the crown prince?"ask ricle.
"yes you're right! I shouldn't have to worry about that." said Ricle.
On the way they spent time to devise the next plan so that the crown prince was increasingly on the side by many people, but somehow in the middle of the journey the train arrived to stop.
"sorry Lord Duke, but there is a storm ahead, so the chariot cannot pass through" said the soldier who was escorting the horse-drawn carriage.
"storm?but this spring's musin can't be a storm now let alone winter is also still a month away." murmured aldich, he felt this storm should not happen.
"quiet Duke the name is also the weather, the weather is difficult to guess" replied the ricle, trying to convince Aldich that everything is fine.
"no, it can't be a vehicle.usually if there is a storm when there should be no storm in that season then there is someone who makes it intentionally.." replied aldich seriously.
"what?! But...what's he making a storm for?!"tanya Ricle did not believe what she was listening to.
"of course to"
BRUCK!!
When aldich wanted to answer the question the ricle arrived their horse carriage rolled because it was so tight a storm.
"master Duke!! Miss!! Are you okay?!" said a soldier who opened the train doors to help them get out.
Aldich and Ricle then got out of the overturned carriage, they looked towards the huge storm.
"my guess is correct.this is no ordinary storm.." murmured aldich.
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