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Chapter 113

Thinking in such a way, I felt a headache and got dizzy. I clenched my chest, taking deep breaths.

I felt Alan's surprised touch supporting me. Though it wasn't that painful, as I tried to say it wasn't that bad, I lost consciousness.

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Since getting the illness penalty, I have fainted regularly. A little too much sun exposure, eating a bit too quickly, lying down for too long and even standing up for a long time, made me faint. So, fainting wasn't an unusual occurrence for me.

However, it was different for Andrea and Alan. They made a fuss and clung to me like a seriously ill patient waking up for the first time in years.

"Master! Are you okay?"

"Narcissus! Are you awake?"

I slowly got up, looking at Andrea's worried face.

[Andrea Sloane / Assassination Guild Leader / Secret Shadow / Favorability 8]

[00:38:29]

There are only 38 minutes left for the Love Slave event. Andrea, with heart-shaped eyes, was looking at me.

"Why are you like this, Master?"

Andrea asked, leaning closer. It felt strange, even though he wasn't sticking out his tongue and wagging his tail, I thought he was like a large dog. He was usually someone who smiled and was friendly but this atmosphere felt unfamiliar.

The reaction was what Andrea showed to Otakia earlier. Even if the other person's behavior seemed difficult to understand, Andrea would understand what they meant and smile.

While I was pondering how Andrea usually treated me, a warm and gentle touch reached my hand. Andrea was rubbing his cheek against the back of my hand.

"Master, are you really okay?"

Am I going crazy?...

No matter how good-looking, beautiful, and obediently pretty eyes a grown man had, is it okay for him to look this cute when he is a grown man?

"Master..."

"That's enough, brother. It's not a pleasant sight."

Alan, standing beside us, cut in sharply, pushing Andrea's face away without mercy. It seemed like Alan had become more assertive than before.

"This is sister Otakia's residence. Thanks to the efforts of sister, we were able to teleport here together. It's truly fortunate."

Alan wiped my forehead and neck with a towel as he spoke. He wore a gentle smile again.

"Sister said she went to meet a magician who knows healing magic. With healing magic, you'll recover more quickly."

He explained that healing magic would be more helpful than the holy power, which was more effective in treating trauma. Hearing the term 'healing magic,' I remembered the forgotten quest.

"Didn't you say there are very few magicians who know healing magic?"

"Yes, I heard it requires an enormous amount of pure mana. You also need exceptional mana control skills. Fortunately, sister Otakia knows a high-level magician. It seems Eura is extending help to Narcissus."

Truly our god's miracle. Alan looked at me with a pleased expression. I had already concluded that I had no connection with any gods, so receiving such a gaze was a bit awkward.

Although I needed healing magic, it wasn't something that would be particularly helpful since It had to be received from the "male protagonist".'

Andrea, who had been pushed back, paid no attention to what Alan said and continued to rub my leg with his cheeks and forehead against them. Even without looking at him, I could feel overflowing affection from Andrea's sparkling pink eyes.

I did my best to ignore Andrea's gaze. Actually, I hate Andrea a little now.

This stupid love slave event. I hope it ends soon.

I sighed and lay back on the sofa. Andrea, stood up quietly, and stood next to my side. When our eyes met as he looked down at me, he grinned. His heart-shaped pupils appeared and he laughed.

"Why, what?"

I deliberately asked bluntly.

"Why are you in a bad mood, Master?"

"...I'm not in a bad mood."

"Hmm, it seems like there's something you don't like."

Andrea said so, leaning his body under the sofa.

"Tell me only. I'll do anything if it's what the Master wants."

If he bent his waist a little more, it would be within reach of my nose. I held my breath. For some reason, I felt nervous.

Alan, as usual, broke the tension. Alan gently pushed Andrea's forehead with the wet towel he was holding.

"Brother, can't you see that Narcissus is uncomfortable?"

"Priest, I'm starting to get annoyed."

Andrea was about to lose his temper at Alan with a smiling face. But the door burst open and Otakia walked in.

"Don't make a fuss just because you know how to do healing magic. It's ridiculous and childish, isn't it?"

She was arguing with a tall man who came in with her.

"When did I make a fuss? I asked you to get a Scoloradra's tail and you randomly bring back a patient?

A red-haired man grunted and looked around the room.

"This damn place is still a mess as ever. So where's the patient?..."

And then, his eyes met mine.