Fu Yuan looked at Scáthach, who had turned her back on him and was deliberately ignoring him. After awkwardly ruffling his hair, he turned and returned to the carriage.
Hearing the sound behind her, Scáthach pressed the burning firewood in her hand into the snow, viciously stabbing it down as though she were driving a weapon into some dull-witted fool.
Fu Yuan had no idea why Scáthach was unwilling to help. Since she would not help... he could only do it himself.
Fortunately, while he had been talking with Scáthach, Irisviel seemed to have fallen unconscious from the severity of her injuries.
With Irisviel unconscious, Fu Yuan did not feel quite so embarrassed.
Then, keeping his eyes on his nose and his mind on his heart, Fu Yuan lifted the cloak wrapped around Irisviel and gently removed her tattered clothing.
In the end, Fu Yuan used a towel to gently wipe away the remaining water and blood from her snowy-white body.
Although ripples stirred within Fu Yuan's heart as he wiped Irisviel down all over, what he felt more than anything was shock and pity.
There were many wounds on Irisviel's body, all inflicted by Snow Wolf claws and fangs.
Huff~
Fu Yuan gently let out a breath, set the towel stained with water and blood aside, then began treating Irisviel's wounds with his true energy.
Do you know why Valkyrie: Vermilion Knight's techniques could restore health? It was because true energy accelerated recovery from injuries~
Under Fu Yuan's treatment with true energy, the claw and bite marks on Irisviel's body healed at a visible rate, returning her directly to that pristine, flawless whiteness.
"Mm~"
The treatment seemed to bring Irisviel an exceptionally pleasant sensation. Even while unconscious, she let out a comfortable little moan that made Fu Yuan's face redden slightly.
Fu Yuan suppressed the ripples in his heart and focused on treating Irisviel. During the treatment, Irisviel, who had originally been asleep, opened her crimson eyes.
When Irisviel opened her eyes, she saw Fu Yuan with both hands placed over her body.
!?
Cold sweat beaded on Fu Yuan's forehead as he prepared to explain himself. He was not taking advantage of her; he was only treating her injuries!
But Irisviel did not need Fu Yuan's explanation, because this zero-year-old child knew absolutely nothing about anything beyond magecraft.
"What are you doing?"
Keeping his eyes on his nose and his mind on his heart, Fu Yuan hurriedly explained, "I'm treating you. The wounds on your body have all been healed now."
"Mm, my body does hurt much less. Thank you for treating me..."
As she spoke, Irisviel fell into a deep sleep again, her breathing gradually becoming even.
Fu Yuan glanced at Irisviel. Once he saw that she had fallen asleep again, the tension in his heart finally eased.
"I really don't know how she grew up. She's like a little girl who knows nothing of the world."
After all, Irisviel was only zero years old, and she had lived her entire life in the isolated Einzbern castle. What else did you expect from her~~~
Fu Yuan quickly finished treating Irisviel, then gently covered the sleeping girl with a blanket, concealing her snowy-white, fair body.
Finally, Fu Yuan picked up the towel and cloak still stained with water and blood, intending to dispose of them.
There were also Irisviel's utterly ruined clothes. They were torn up so badly that they could not be worn at all.
Fu Yuan could only place his own clothes beside Irisviel's pillow, so that when she woke up, she could put on his outfit.
It was not that Fu Yuan did not want to leave Scáthach's clothes for Irisviel. It was simply that Scáthach... did not have any clothes.
The clothes Scáthach wore were all woven from her own magical energy. They were very convenient, so she had no need for clothing at all.
After properly taking care of Irisviel, Fu Yuan left the carriage.
The moment he stepped outside, Fu Yuan saw Scáthach looking at him with an ambiguous smile.
"What are you looking at?" Fu Yuan asked, pretending to be calm.
"You," Scáthach replied, watching Fu Yuan's feigned composure with that same ambiguous smile. "I'm seeing whether you did anything improper to someone else."
"Of course I didn't do anything improper! And why are you saying that when you were the one who refused to help?" Fu Yuan shifted the blame onto Scáthach.
Then Fu Yuan changed the subject. "Scáthach, do you know? Irisviel is from the Einzbern family. She'll lead us into Einzbern."
"Is that so? That's quite nice."
"It is quite nice... Hm? What is that smell?" Fu Yuan suddenly sniffed the air. Realizing something, he looked toward the lunch that was simmering.
"Scáthach! How were you watching the fire? The soup has nearly boiled dry!"
"Huh? If it boils dry, just add some water. Do you need to make such a fuss?"
"What do you know? This isn't about adding water. It's about you not paying attention to the fire! What distracted you?"
Scáthach watched Fu Yuan bustle around by the lunch and pursed her cherry-red lips.
Yes, what exactly had distracted Scáthach just now...
After rescuing Irisviel, all Fu Yuan and Scáthach needed to do was enjoy lunch in peace.
Now that the person who could lead them into Einzbern castle was right beside them, Fu Yuan no longer needed to search aimlessly for it.
Once Irisviel woke up, Fu Yuan would be able to head directly toward Einzbern castle.
No one knew how much time passed before Irisviel slowly awoke from her slumber. Her delicate eyelashes trembled as she opened her somewhat vacant crimson eyes.
After opening her eyes, Irisviel blankly stared at the ceiling of the carriage. Perhaps because she had slept for so long, she had not yet remembered why she was here.
Then, a gentle voice came from beside her.
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Why Is Young Master's Chest So Exaggerated? Part Two
"Irisviel, you're awake, aren't you? Pick out some clothes you like and put them on, then come outside. I prepared lunch for you."
Irisviel, who had just awakened from her deep sleep, looked toward the source of the gentle voice and saw a black-haired, black-eyed man.
Looking at this handsome man with his gentle expression, Irisviel's memories, which had stopped at the moment she lost consciousness, gradually began to return.
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