After confirming that Seongjin had safely awakened, Logan and Masain took a brief rest before having to leave the count’s residence again. This was because the Zigsmunt territory was still in disarray.
Although the major battle had concluded, a sluggish mop-up operation remained. Additionally, they had to pursue the fleeing Lycanthropes.
There was much to do, but manpower was extremely scarce.
Seongjin’s party also gathered their strength to help the territory. Only Sir Sharon, who had collapsed due to a sudden condition issue, and Commander Bruno, who had volunteered to guard Seongjin, remained at the count’s residence.
“Shouldn’t I be doing something too…?”
Seongjin thought so, but there was no room for him to intervene, having just barely survived. His body itched with restlessness, and as he tried to sneak out of the room, Logan and Masain glared at him side by side.
“Should I make you sleep deeply so you can rest comfortably for the day?”
Logan asked eerily, clenching his fist.
Wait a minute, is he threatening to give me physical therapy instead of sleeping pills?
“Your Highness, how about just covering your eyes? It might help you sleep better.”
Masain also took the opportunity to offer a bandage.
Although he was said to have recovered, it seemed he was still concerned about the eyes that had been bleeding profusely just yesterday.
In the end, Seongjin had no choice but to give up completely.
“Alright, I get it. I’ll stay quietly in…