Eaten By The Tyrant I Raised

“Cough.”

As a consequence of the late nights, Lorna fell ill with a cold.
It was the result of several nights of inadequate rest.

“I heard the owner of the sanctuary has a fever?”

The wizards of the Tower, who were preparing for their examinations, were alerted.

Doctor Domello, the physician of Lorna’s Castle, was no exception.

With a unanimous desire, they gathered in Lorna’s room and examined her.

It was a grave crisis that could potentially halt the Tower’s examinations.

―Achoo!

Fortunately, it seemed that Lorna’s vitality had not completely depleted.

The magicians and doctors who had rushed to conduct the examination felt relieved upon seeing Belle, the divine beast, sitting beside Lorna, as if protecting her with its large body.

They understood that since Belle’s size remained significant, it was merely a mild cold that would pass by lightly.

“Do you happen to have any daytime obligations?”

Domello, who was examining her, inquired.
Nevertheless, the cause of this cold had to be found.

“No, I don’t.”

Lorna tilted her head slightly.
Domello also tilted his head slightly.

“Then, perhaps you are skipping meals…?”

His gaze turned towards the maids.
Lynn nodded.

“Lately, she has adapted well to the cuisine of the western continent and has been eating heartily.”

“Then, do you engage in vigorous exercise, by any chance?”

Domello raised an eyebrow.
Lorna also raised her head.

“I… I don’t…”

Lorna blushed for a moment, considering the request made by Nabel to refrain from leaving Lorna Castle.

As a result, her activities were limited to the castle’s gardens.

Thinking that she had no opportunity for exercise, Lorna’s face flushed.

“…”

Lorna gently lowered the sleeves that had been pushed up to her arms, worried that the marks inside might be exposed.

“Do not sleep late at night.
You should reduce vigorous exercise.”

With such stern words, Domello left the room.
Lorna covered her face with both hands.

Perhaps Domello and the maids noticed her cheeks turning scarlet.

“I will bring a warmer blanket for you.”

Diya said without further comment.

It meant that she would ensure Lorna could sleep warmer at night.

However, Lorna’s cheeks reddened even more.

The people of Lorna Castle must have already known.

“When the Tower examinations are over, His Majesty commanded preparations for a royal marriage.”

This order had already circulated and reached Lorna’s ears.
As the majority of Lorna Castle’s residents wereNabel’s people, there was no way they wouldn’t be aware of their relationship.

Even if Nabel secretly visited her room, the maids and guards who managed the entire castle could not be unaware.

“…”

As Lorna fanned herself with a flushed face, Nabel, who was in the study, received a visit from Domello.

“It is a blessing to have such a harmonious relationship with the royal family, but please refrain from keeping the lord of the new mansion awake.”

Domello spoke in a composed tone befitting a dedicated professional.
His words were akin to a gentle admonition, for the advice of a doctor is precious.

Nabel, without uttering a word, expedited his paperwork with slightly increased speed.

***

Nisha spent a period of great busyness preparing for the Tower’s trial.
If Nabel dealt with documents and struggles, he was the one who personally leaped into the field.

First, he expelled all the suspicious figures within and around the Lorna Palace.

Taking advantage of Lorna’s poor condition, he even captured a maid who intended to taint the medicine that Nisha took.

The maid, who did not belong to Lorna Palace, quickly fell into Nisha’s hands.

And the maid who spent time with him in the basement had no choice but to confess everything.

“…”

Confirming the veracity of her confession was enough with Nabel’s touch.
Comparing the maid’s confession with the memories Nabel had seen, Nisha easily discerned who was behind her.

Hanea Jajak.

He was someone who was trying to revive a declining family by seeking the favor of the Marquis.

“While the circumstantial evidence is clear, the direct evidence has already been burned.”

In response to Nisha’s report, Nabel provided a brief answer.

“Behead that maid.”

And place her head in front of that family.

It was a simple and definite warning.

After that day, Hanea Jajak hid himself in a remote area.

And so, the day of the Tower’s trial dawned.

Fortunately, Lorna’s health had recovered.
The brief cold she had caught disappeared without a trace.
Her complexion had also improved significantly compared to when she first arrived in the capital.

“Preparations are complete.”

Nisha reported to Nabel.

Several times, Nisha guarded and searched the vicinity of the Mage Tower.
It was out of concern for the presence of any suspicious devices.

“The Mage Tower has been thoroughly cleared as well.”

The last thing he had checked was whether there was anyone in the tower before the trial.

During the Tower’s trial, claiming to be the owner of the Divine Artifact, one could not receive any external assistance and had to enter alone.

“Did you go into the Matap?”

“I checked as much as I could, but since the Tower’s trial falls under the jurisdiction of Matap, there were limitations.”

Nisha lowered her head with a helpless expression.
It was an unavoidable situation.

Nabel lifted his head, contemplating.

Before the Tower’s trial began, there was somewhere he had to go.