"Hold on a second...! Are we not going to acknowledge the fact that a barely sixteen years old first prince is able to use a teleport spell multiple times in a row!? Am I the only person who knows how much mana is needed for that?!"
A young gold-haired woman asked in agitation, but she was completely ignored by the others.
The rest of the medics had already surrounded the patient.
When they cut open his vest and shirt with a wind spell and managed to peel it off by using a water spell to soften the coagulating blood, one of them, an elderly blue-haired woman, clicked her tongue...
"Ugh, it's as if they hired that bastard Zorus to torment this child! I still remember those poor people from the southern border..."
The old woman shivered and focused back on the treatment - as the most experienced one she was responsible for the most crucial part of the treatment...
"Really? Really?! Are we ignoring the most talented light magician in the history of the kingdom!?"
"...shut up already, will you, we have a job to do..."
The golden-haired woman still couldn't get over the teleporting first prince and a few of her colleagues glared at her with scorn.
"Mistral, why don't you make yourself useful and take away lady Miriette, the first prince will be back soon so we don't need a deadweight distracting us."
The green-haired medic who first spoke to Miriette glared at the gold-haired woman and motioned at the trembling dark-haired girl with his chin...
"No! I'm not going anywhere!"
But in response to that, Miriette threw a tantrum.
"Wind wall!"
"Wind wall!"
"Wind wall!"
"Wind wall!"
"Wind wall!"
"Wind wall!"
"Wind wall!"
"Wind wall!"
"Wind wall!"
"Wind wall!"
She pointed at the door and the window and cast ten consecutive spells.
"No one is going out unless my Zoemi is safe! Not I nor any of you!"
The dark-haired girl stood up and stomped her foot with a desperate expression.
"And if my Zoemi will die so will all of you!"
She pointed at every single person in the room, her hair bristled and her body started emitting a powerful green light.
Miriette was back from the depths of despair.
But now she was really angry which was way worse for everyone within her sight...
"..."
The medics looked at each other.
They all thought the same about the same thing.
|The first prince told us exactly the same thing anyway...|
Well, it wasn't like they were going to let the boy in front of them die anyway, so Miriette's declaration changed nothing.
A few of them just shrugged their shoulders and everyone got back to treating their patient.
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After Horeo made sure that Zoemi is in the capable hands of the best medics that he knew, he teleported back to his parent's castle and went to check up on his attendants.
Those two had a common mana pool as big as an average water magician but it didn't change the fact that there were two of them who shared it...
Before, Horeo has left them after putting the unconscious girls on the bed in his room, making sure that they are safe.
Now that he returned the twins were sitting upright on the bloodstained bed while looking around with expressionless faces.
"My dear sister, it looks like the prince has finally given up to his lust and deflowered us...!"
Veo noticed Horeo entering and started speaking in a dramatic voice, covering her face with both arms as if she was holding back maiden tears.
"Eh...?"
"...Horeo...~!"
Teo was a bit slower and Veo nudged her in the side and glanced at the first prince.
"Ah! Ahem...!"
Teo noticed their master too and cleared her throat.
"Indeed my dear sister! That's so sad and here I wanted to offer my first time to sir Zoemi! Bu-hu-hu...!"
She wiped the nonexistent tears from the corner of her eye.
"Don't cry, Teo, it is but a small thing to make such sacrifice for our master, as good attendants, it is nothing...!"
Said Veo embracing her sister with overexaggerated moves and raising her face towards the ceiling – mostly to hide the blush that covered her cheeks once she thought about her beloved prince and herself in a steamy situation...
"Indeed, but I would have never expected that our master would turn lustful the moment he saw our unconscious bodies!"
Teo shook her head, dramatically hugging her older sister.
"Indeed, to be so beautiful, it's almost a sin as an attendant...!"
Veo nodded, glancing curiously towards Horeo from under her half-closed eyelids.
"Are you girls finished with this improv comedy you have going on?"
Unfortunately for the twins, instead of appreciating the skit Horeo became angry and scolded the two of them
"Zoemi is fighting for his life and you are making fun of the aftereffects of Miriette calling for help! I know you still have some beef with me for almost killing you when we first met but could you please give it a rest at least in a serious situation like this!?"
The gold-haired boy clicked his tongue and shook his head.
"And here I was so worried about the two of you!"
He added and suddenly started sulking.
""Eh...!?""
Both girls froze in shock at the prince's words.
"Something happened to sir Zoemi!?"
"Master, you are joking right!? Our joke was stupid but yours is way worse!"
Teo and Veo stood up from the bed and grabbed Horeo's arms and started shaking him.
"Fine, fine! Just let go of me already! In the first place, why haven't you properly cleaned yourselves yet!? Did you just spend the whole time waiting for me to show up?"
Horeo tried to shake them off, it worked with Teo but it was completely impossible with Veo.
"It was too good of a set-up to just pass by..."
The older twin lowered her head but didn't seem keen on letting go of Horeo's arm.
"Master, what happened to sir Zoemi!?"
Teo was more persistent and straightforward and asked, clenching her hands anxiously.
"Whipping. That moron of a brother of mine was the perpetrator and that moron of a commoner girl helped him too."
"Whipping? What do you mean whipping, master!?"
Horeo expression turned cold and he revealed – causing Teo to jump up on her feet in agitation.
"Whipping as in getting hit with the whip on the back. A hundred times. I went to check how the treatment is going and I can say that Zoemi's whole back is looking like mincemeat. The treatment wasn't going that well at first – the medics are complaining that it feels as if their mana is getting drained when they touch him, most likely because the torturer who performed the punishment was an ice magician – but now everything's fine."
Horeo breathed out and explained.
"Noo! Master! We must go to him right now!"
"!!!"
Teo's emotionless expression broke and she showed how worried she was, there were even real tears in her eyes – while Veo huddled up to Horeo's arm and trembled.
"..."
The gold-haired boy glanced at the older twin clinging to his arm and ended up raising his other hand and patting the brown-haired girl's head to calm her down.
"We will go, but not yet."
The first prince looked at Teo and decided.
"But...!"
The short brown-haired girl in a butler's uniform gasped in a pitiful voice.