Male Lead Is Obsessed With My Health - Chapter 234

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234
Episode

“You’re leaving?”
Sirua was startled by Arelin’s sudden announcement.
With no warning at all, now she wanted to go—what was this about?
“At least have lunch before you—”
He tried to hold her back with his usual tactics.
“No, I really should go now.”
Her refusal was sharp enough to shake his smile.
“Princess Luri seemed to like you so much.”
“Now that the Diplomatic Delegation has arrived, it should be fine.”
“Just for today. Or—couldn’t you stay just another half day? Please?”
He swallowed his pride and even tugged at her sleeve.
“I’ve been here long enough. It’s already been several days.”
When she answered him with logic, he had nothing to say.
“And there’s no reason for me to stay at the Imperial Palace anymore.”
……
What did that mean?
As his heart sank at her words, Sirua found himself unable to speak. That was when—
Mew!
Siru, who had been sprawled on his belly, rose up to meet her.
“Oh, how precious. We’ll see each other again soon.”
But even that wasn’t enough to keep her.
Sirua watched Arelin bow respectfully to him and turn to leave the Lord’s Palace, his feet shuffling anxiously.
“Oh no. This is a disaster.”
No reason to stay!
“Could she really be trying to leave Fession?”
Sirua hesitated only briefly before rushing to the Communication Channel.

* * *

When I heard that Father’s location had been found, I left the Imperial Palace—not for the Sky Tower, but straight to the Sperom Hotel.
“Mehren!”
It had been a while since I’d seen him, so I dropped by briefly. He still looked busy.
“Arelin, you’ve finally left the Imperial Palace?”
“Yeah. Did you hear anything from the Magic Tower?”
“What news?”
“They found Father’s location.”
Mehren’s eyes widened. He looked surprised.
“So I’m heading to the Magic Tower now.”
“The Magic Tower? But coincidentally, the Regent Duke from the City-State just—”
“Huh?”
Crash.
Before Mehren could finish, I heard something shatter. When I turned, there stood the Regent Duke Ludwig with an expression of utter disbelief.
“……Sione?”
It’s Sione, is it?
Mehren quietly pinched the bridge of his nose beside me. Oblivious to Mehren’s reaction, the Regent Duke Ludwig trembled forward, looking on the verge of tears.
“Sione. How much I’ve……”
He stopped about five paces away, unable to move closer or step back, gazing at me with eyes full of longing. I didn’t know how to respond.
Should I reveal who I really am?
Deciding to play along for a moment, I opened my mouth seriously.
“It’s been a long time, Ludwig.”
At my greeting, the Regent Duke’s eyebrows shot up.
“You’re Arelin.”
Wait—he figured that out from just one phrase?
“How did you know?”
“Sione would never greet me so warmly.”
There was nothing to say to such a definitive answer.
“You certainly have a good grasp of where you stand.”
I wasn’t sure whether to call that impressive or pitiful.
At the words “where you stand,” the Regent Duke’s expression grew somber.
“You really do look like her. For a moment, I thought Sione had come back to life.”
“Yeah. I guess I do look a lot like her. Everyone who sees me brings up my real mother.”
Honestly, when I look in a mirror, I don’t see such a resemblance myself.
Seeing the Regent Duke unable to take his eyes off me, I felt an urge to tease him.
As I darted this way and that, his gaze followed my movements.
As I kept circling, Mehren let out a sigh.
“Please stop teasing him.”
“Oh, you caught me?”
“It would be strange if I hadn’t.”
At Mehren’s reproach, I pouted slightly.
“I’m allowed to tease people sometimes.”
“Arelin’s right. She’s allowed to tease people sometimes.”
Watching the Regent Duke take my side, Mehren shook his head in disbelief.
“Since when do you defend the person teasing you, Regent Duke?”
“What’s wrong with that?”
……
Seeing the Regent Duke feign ignorance, Mehren finally sighed.
“Nobody here is normal.”

* * *

When I arrived at the Sky Tower after so long, my Master was unexpectedly waiting to greet me.
“You’ve come.”
“Oh, Master. What brings you out?”
Perhaps from reconstructing the Sky Tower, my Master—who usually stayed in his quarters—was actually out.
“This is the first time I’ve seen you come to the tower since becoming your disciple, Master.”
“Does it make a difference?”
“I wouldn’t know.”
My Master gave me a look of bewilderment and glanced at my hands.
“Why do you come empty-handed today?”
“Master, you’ve become quite brazen in the time we haven’t seen each other.”
……
My Master cleared his throat and changed the subject.
“I found your father’s location that you asked me to search for.”
“So where is Father?”
“He seems to be in this city.”
My Master handed me a Map with Father’s location marked on it.
“Gairen?”
Wasn’t this the city where something terrible was happening?
“So if I go there, I can meet Father?”
“Whether he’s the father you’re looking for, I cannot say.”
A father is a father—what does he mean by “the father you’re looking for”? Is he implying there might be a father I’m not looking for?
“Master, you have a truly annoying way of speaking.”
My Master’s expression darkened.
“It won’t be easy to find him.”
“Of course not. If it had been easy, Father would have come home long ago.”
The fact that my father, who cared for me so much, hadn’t returned after all this time—that he couldn’t return—I understood well enough.
“Master.”
At my quiet call, those golden eyes looked at me. Eyes that always seemed so serene, so composed.
Yet why was it—
That whenever I looked into those eyes, I found myself thinking of that Immortal who had once haunted me relentlessly?
“I’m not usually the type to ask questions like this.”
“What is it you want to say?”
This morning, when I saw that symbol on Sirua’s desk—one like the falling star I’d seen so often before—a splinter I couldn’t dislodge had lodged in my thoughts.
“Is there any chance that Cheiyen is involved in how you’ve been helping me? Though maybe that’s not even the name you know him by……”
My Master’s expression grew dark.
So there was a connection after all.
This wasn’t the sort of meddlesome question I usually asked, yet something told me I needed to know this answer.
“When I return, you’ll have to explain this properly.”
My Master, who had been watching me quietly, slowly nodded.

* * *

Fession, upon arriving in Gairen, faced a situation he had never anticipated.
An Opaque Dome enveloping the entire great city.
“It’s possible to enter, which is why fifty-five knights and even Commander Harun and Commander Johan have gone in, but not a single person has come back out.”
Whether they couldn’t escape or simply wouldn’t—there was no way to tell, since no one returned from inside.
Which left them no choice but to request assistance from higher up.
……
Yet Fession’s mind, who had come down to assess the situation accurately, was elsewhere.
‘Has Arelin woken up by now?’
He’d given Sirua strict instructions before leaving, but his heart wouldn’t settle. He felt as though he needed to see Arelin’s face with his own eyes.
“For now, let’s wait and observe.”
Under normal circumstances, he would have insisted on going in to investigate himself. But this time, Fession chose to hold back.
“If there are no significant changes by tomorrow, we’ll send someone else in at that point.”
Fession planned to see Arelin first, then decide whether he himself would enter.
After extinguishing this immediate crisis, he returned to the Imperial Palace via Warp Gate.
The uncharacteristically quiet atmosphere of the Lord’s Palace made Fession furrow his brow.
That was when Sirua came running out, shouting.
“Why are you so late? Idiot! Why aren’t you answering the Communication Channel?”
The Abnormal Phenomenon at Gairen had disrupted the Communication Channel. But that wasn’t what concerned Fession most.
“Where’s Arelin?”
“She’s gone! She said there’s no reason for her to stay at the Imperial Palace anymore! What on earth happened between you two?”
“What?”
Fession, who had been walking into the Lord’s Palace without hesitation, froze mid-step.
For a moment, he couldn’t comprehend what Sirua was saying. His thoughts went blank.
What had Arelin said?
Now that he understood everything, she had left?
It felt like sand slipping through his fingers—what he thought he’d finally grasped.
Could he have realized too late?
Had she grown tired of him? Because he kept calling her a fake, failing to recognize her, pushing her away, treating her harshly?
Was she disappointed? Had she lost heart?
Sharp despair struck Fession’s chest.
Barely holding himself together as his mind threatened to collapse, Fession managed to speak.
“Where is Arelin right now?”
He would do whatever it took to find her.

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