Combat training

“I’ll heal… one hour… wait an hour…” said Seth weakly and faked he passed out. It was a gamble, but the system calculated an 82% chance it would work.

The princess bit her lip and, ignoring the blood staining her nightgown, slowly carried him to her bed. She then started undressing him with a blush. The more of his clothes she took off, the more wounds appeared in her sight.

She wanted to ask for a healer, but she knew that with this sort of wound, it would be almost impossible for even a healer to help him.

Not being able to do anything, she grabbed a towel and started cleaning the blood on his body and wiping off his sweat.

Soon, she noticed his wounds were indeed slowly closing just as he said they will.

An hour later, his body was completely healed, albeit still quite pale.

Opening his eyes, Seth appeared lost for a moment before grabbing hold of her hand and saying weakly: “Thank you, kind lady.”