Healer From Other Dimension
Emperor's Condition
The news of what had really happened in the Selion region had spread throughout the Emilian Empire. Not a few of them are surprised and unexpected by the latest facts revealed Andressa.
Marquess Gencio is still busy dealing with various reports and investigations related to the perpetrators. Now he intends to go to the palace to meet the Emperor. However, the Emperor must still know the condition of Selion's territory.
Meanwhile, in the current palace was quite preoccupied by the situation where the Emperor could not receive any reports. The Emperor — Lorcan Emilian lay weakly helpless on the bed. The handsome man was exactly the same as the man Andressa had met before in the forest.
"What is the condition of the Emperor? Is he okay or is something serious happening to him?" ask Janson — Lorcan's personal knight to a healer.
"That's weird. Was there someone who treated the Emperor's wounds earlier? The wounds he suffered were perfectly covered. There seems to be a magic hand treating him" said the healer.
Janson's confused. He clearly found Lorcan in a wound wrapped in bandages. He also did not know who the person who had saved Lorcan was.
"I don't know. It's just that I think there was someone who saved the Emperor. I found the footprint of someone near the Emperor right before I found the Emperor" Janson said.
"It looks like he's a very skilled healer. The medicinal recipes that were still left in the Emperor's body contained herbs that I didn't know about. However, it was this medicine that kept the Emperor's wounds covered."
A few seconds later, Lorcan's eyelids moved. Slowly the blue-colored eyeballs blinked taking full consciousness.
Janson was shocked to see Lorcan had regained consciousness. He immediately stood closer to the Emperor.
"Your Majesty, how are you? Are there any parts of your body that still hurt?" Janson immediately asked Lorcan's body condition.
"Where am I? Am I in the palace?"
"Yes, Your Majesty. You're already in the palace."
Then Lorcan went back into silence. He did not give any reaction other than to show a serious and question mark expression. There was something that made Lorcan think harder.
"Did you meet a woman? The woman was treating my wound," Lorcan said.
Janson's eyeballs are perfectly wide. Just now Lorcan was talking about someone who saved his life.
"Is it possible that the person who treated your wounds was a woman? Do you remember his face?" ask Janson.
"No. My consciousness is vague. I can't remember it. It's just that there's something striking about that woman."
Janson was curious. "What is it, Your Majesty? Can you tell me?"
"Hair is silver. I can't possibly remember wrongly. Her hair is that color. Then his voice sounded soft. I lost consciousness completely before I could thank him."
Janson thought hard. He was a little incredulous hearing the silver-haired woman.
"Your Majesty, I think your memory is a little ambiguous. How could there be a silver-haired woman in the Emilian Empire? It's so weird."
Lorcan shined a sharp janson. "You doubt me? I have told the truth. Do you think I'm bragging?!"