441 Just Like Those Times

Guided into a secure room by Naida and Eradicator, Asher was reassured by Eradicator's diligence, "We checked this room thoroughly. It is safe for you to stay, Your Majesty," she stated with certainty.

Asher responded with a light chuckle, "I am sure it is. It's not like Lysandra would be sending me here to die after all that. But good work... both of you. Urgh..." His words were abruptly cut off by a grimace of pain, a searing heat spreading through his body.

He felt like his bones, nerves, and everything were slowly being melted. If this keeps up, he might go crazy.

Eradicator instinctively stepped forward, the gaze from her crimson slit wavering, but she was unsure how to alleviate his discomfort.

At that moment, Naida stepped in, her actions swift and practiced. She assisted Asher towards the bed, her voice calm and reassuring, "I'll prepare some potion to help you feel better," she told him.