Fantasy Lord: I Have a Moving Castle

Chapter 66: Chapter 19 Awakening in the Bedroom

Chapter 66: Chapter 19 Awakening in the Bedroom

The Clover Mantis flew over silently, while the Lantern Firefly and the Star Worm took its place, continuing to keep an eye on the Floral Blue Leopard.

Emerald green light, full of vitality, coalesced into shapes of clover leaves, initially covering only the wound on the Elf’s belly, hiding the bloodstain. Then, it gradually spread and grew outward.

It quickly enveloped the whole body of the Elf, who appeared to be sleeping amidst a bed of clover.

The low growls of the Floral Blue Leopard subsided, as it certainly noticed the Clover Mantis was healing its master.

When the clover leaves vanished, the female Elf’s wound had mostly healed, leaving only a large bloodstain smeared on her leather armor.

However, this Elf had clearly lost too much blood, and her face was very pale. Even after the Clover Mantis’s healing, she had not immediately woken up.

“Clover Mantis, heal the Floral Blue Leopard as well,” said Char.

Char spoke again.

The Floral Blue Leopard had probably exhausted all its strength to heal its companion earlier, and it was very likely that it had used up the last bit of its strength to heal its master.

Unfortunately, although the Floral Blue Leopard also had healing abilities, they were no match for those of the Clover Mantis—it was just incomparable.

Not to mention that the Floral Blue Leopard’s Challenge Level was a notch below that of the Clover Mantis, the healing Skills of the two were not even on the same level.

One is Level 1, the other Level 3, how can they be the same?

However, the Floral Blue Leopard’s efforts were not in vain. With the severity of the female Elf named Freyja’s injuries, if it were not for the Floral Blue Leopard’s desperate healing to keep her hanging on to life, she would not have lasted until she was found by him.

A pink and a green light shone in the forest, with the Clover Mantis healing the Floral Blue Leopard on one side, and Betty casting “aromatic healing” on the still unconscious Elf on the other.

Watching the Floral Blue Leopard, whose wounds were rapidly healing and whose spirits were gradually returning under the nourishment of the clover leaves.

Char stood by in silence, his mind whirring with calculations.

If the Floral Blue Leopard had been stronger or if the Level of the Wood Elf Ranger had been higher, whether or not he would have intervened to save her was a different story.

Although he was indeed in need of an Elf to help him learn the Elf Language and act as a translator to decipher the Magic Books and diaries left by the Winged Elf Mage.

Moreover, given Elves’ reputation, the probability of them repaying kindness with ingratitude and backstabbing their savior seemed very small.

But a small probability is not none.

What if?

What if she turned out to be that one-in-a-million malicious Elf?

If, after her wounds were healed, she turned around and struck him with a sword, wouldn’t he be in danger?

If the Floral Blue Leopard’s Challenge Level had been over 5, or if the female Elf’s Level had been over 6, a betrayal could put him in jeopardy.

It would be like he had pushed himself into the abyss.

He would not allow such a thing to happen; it would be too foolish and ridiculous.

Shooting oneself in the foot, if it really happened, would be more painful than death.

Now, the strength of the Floral Blue Leopard and Freyja was just right. The Floral Blue Leopard had a Challenge Level of 4, and the Elf’s professional Level was 5. Both were weaker than the Clover Mantis, and together, they were no match for it either.

In such a case, even if the worst happened, the Clover Mantis would still have his back.

Under the treatment of the Clover Mantis, the Floral Blue Leopard had completely shut its mouth, no longer emitting any threatening purring sounds.

Moreover, its condition was much better than that of its master, so after receiving the “Clover’s Summer” treatment, the Floral Blue Leopard’s state visibly improved a great deal.

It had even stood up during the ongoing treatment and regained its ability to move.

Then Char’s gaze hesitated for a moment as it moved back and forth between the Clover Mantis, the Lantern Firefly, and Freyja.

Eventually, Char decided to take matters into his own hands by carrying the injured elf onto the Floral Blue Leopard’s back, and then the Floral Blue Leopard would take them to the Garden Secret Realm.

However, this action caused tension on both sides.

When the Floral Blue Leopard saw him approaching the elf, even though it knew Char had no ill intent and had just treated it, it still instinctively became alert, and a low purring sound arose from its throat.

But it was wise enough to just issue a low warning to express its stance, without truly attacking; otherwise, the Clover Mantis would teach it a lesson.

And when Char got close to the Floral Blue Leopard, it was the turn of the Clover Mantis and the Lantern Fireflies to become anxious.

Even though they were aware that the Floral Blue Leopard was unlikely to go mad and suddenly swipe at Char as he approached.

But given that the Floral Blue Leopard was a Demon Beast with a Challenge Level of 4, at such a close distance, if it truly went mad suddenly, it would be very dangerous for Char, so they couldn’t help but feel tense.

The Clover Mantis and the Lantern Fireflies were both prepared to intervene at any moment, the Star Worm flew to Char’s ear, and Betty anxiously warned the Floral Blue Leopard.

“Floral Blue Leopard, you must not harm Mr. Char.”

The Floral Blue Leopard, in silence, allowed Char to place its master on its back, and even specifically lay down to make it easier for Char.

The group took a detour on their way towards the Garden Secret Realm—the scope of the Land of Undead had already begun to encircle the Garden Secret Realm. If they took a straight path, they would inevitably pass through the Land of Undead, and Char, now being extremely cautious even about approaching, how could he possibly step directly into it?

After bringing the elf back to the Garden Secret Realm, Char immediately laid the other party on the bed of the Winged Elf Mage.

They were all elves, and though not of the same kind, they could still be considered kinsfolk. Presumably, the senior Winged Elf would not mind.

…

Freyja was awakened by the pain in her abdomen, and the moment she opened her eyes, she saw the distinctly elven-style ceiling, the autumn sunlight slanting in through the window, and even felt a momentary confusion.

For a fleeting moment, she thought she was dreaming.

“You’re awake?”

A clear voice pulled her back to reality.

Instantly, Freyja’s arm and finger muscles tensed up, and she instinctively reached for the dagger at her waist, thinking of turning over to rise, making a defensive stance with one hand holding the dagger and the other supporting on the ground—this was a natural response honed by countless training sessions and actual combat, as though etched into her muscles.

But the next second, her muscles relaxed sharply.

Because her reason told her that if the person speaking had any ill intent, she would not have woken up at all.

The current situation clearly indicated that the other party had rescued her.

Making a move against one’s savior, assuming an attacking stance, would be immensely impolite.

Freyja turned her head and saw a face that was young, handsome, and refined.