Chapter 35: A Step Closer to Your Desires

“Azzoth? Are you—what the hell!” That wasn’t how Elanor thought she was going to start the rather deep discussion and argument she thought they were going to be having about how the Strirus Kingdom was trying to secretly kill her off without the people knowing.

She would’ve started with that too if she didn’t walk into the tent seeing Azzoth half-naked and half dead, sitting on the bed and bandaging his own wounds. They looked bad, like he’d been stabbed through the shoulder completely and had a few ribs busted along with it.

“You should be in the infirmary! What are you doing here?!”

“I’m fine.”

“I’ve treated enough demons to know that this is not fine,” she shot back, smacking his hands away and trying to heal him—only he caught her wrists, giving her a look.

“Don’t. I can tell you barely have any mana left. If you did, you wouldn’t be dealing with your own stab wound.” He said pointedly, looking at the hole in her coat and the blood that had soaked into it.