How To Save A Time Limited Young Master - Chapter 43

When he made eye contact with Heloise, he smiled broadly and waved his hand.

He truly was an easygoing fellow.

As Heloise slowed down, Zenon arrived at the dais first, took her hand and stood in a visible location.

He then proceeded to give his greetings with a blank face.

“Thank you for coming to the party that I’m hosting today. Odelin Mansion is open to you today, so I hope that you will drink and enjoy yourselves as much as possible.”

Although it was a place built for the Lionerik ducal family, this was the first party held by Zenon after regaining the Odelin Mansion that was occupied by Marquis Velks.

She was filled with emotion.

She would be more giddy if she was Zenon, but he seemed to find Heloise’ ankle more important than anything else, and called a maid with a serious expression.

“Call any one of the physicians to the drawing room on the first floor. It’s urgent, hurry as much as possible.”

“Understood, Young Lord.”

The maid bowed her head politely and disappeared.

When he saw Heloise limping slightly, Zenon tried to lift her up, which startled her.

“It’s not that bad! It’s the truth!”

When Heloise drew back slightly while waving her hands, Zenon spoke with a discontented tone.

“Didn’t you remain still earlier when Blake hugged you.”

“What?”

She was so shocked that she wasn’t able to speak.

She remained still because she was startled then! Was that being called a hug now?

Just then, an attendant came over with a quick pace and whispered in Zenon’s ear.

“Young Lord, His Majesty the King and Her Majesty the Queen have arrived.”

“……”

“Shouldn’t you go and take a look?”

“Tell them to wait for a moment.”

Is this young master crazy? The more she listened, the more preposterous Heloise found it, and she eventually came forward as she couldn’t continue watching.

“You’re going to keep Their Majesties the King and Queen waiting?”

“Just a moment will do. It won’t take long.”

Then, Zenon led Heloise to his own room.

Heloise, who’d pretended to not win against him up until now, stopped walking and shook her head firmly.

“You can’t do that. Stop spouting absurdities. You have to go right now.”

“I’ll go after you see the physician.”

“I’ve already told you that I’m not a kid.”

“It’s not because you’re a kid…”

Heloise cut off the pitiful Zenon’s words, and retorted clearly.

“Young Duke, if you really have my best interests at heart, go and meet His Majesty the Kind right now. I don’t want to see the Young Master being confined in the mansion with me as an excuse again.”

“That won’t happen.”

Heloise grabbed Zenon by the arm and only spoke after making eye contact with his grayish-blue eyes.

“I know what kind of resolve you’re hosting today’s party with.”

“……”

“It’s to officially announce that Zenon Lionerik is free now.”

“Heloise.”

“The Young Duke is no longer just a playmate or a child to receive gifts from, but a successor to the Lionerik Duchy. An actual successor that is vying with your uncle. So from now onwards, don’t throw away the heavy responsibility that you’ll have to shoulder from now onwards just because of my ankle.”

Zenon couldn’t reply easily after listening to her words.

He looked hesitant.

“I’m not seriously hurt, so go. Hurry.”

After she pressed her again, Zenon responded to her after a long moment.

“……I’ll be right back. Really.”

“Do that. Go and come back.”

He gripped Heloise’s hand a little more tightly, and soon released it and turned around silently.

The attendant that was waiting for Zenon anxiously followed him with a greatly relieved look.

Heloise stood upright and saw him off, and as soon as Zenon disappeared at the end of the hallway, she grabbed her throbbing ankle and complained.

“Ouchh, it hurts like hell. Is it swollen?”

At that moment, someone called out to Heloise from the direction that Zenon disappeared in.

“Young Lady of the Lorca Viscounty.”

It was the maid from earlier that escorted Heloise to the Duchy, and then disappeared upon their arrival.

“You’re…”

“The Young Lord sent me. Shall we go?”

With the maid’s support, Heloise barely managed to get to the spacious mansion’s drawing room on one foot.

Just then, Zenon’s young physician, whom she was meeting for the first time, came into view with a splint and bandages in hand, questioning the servants about the patient’s location.

“Are you going to take responsibility if the Young Master twists my neck like that of a chicken’s? Hmm?”

“We also don’t know where… Ah, she’s here!”

The servant, who was bullied till his soul was about to leave his body, was glad that he’d discovered Heloise and approached happily.

The same could be said for the doctor that was wearing bandages all over his body.

“Are you the patient? Young Lady Heloise Lorca from the Lorca Viscounty?”

When the doctor asked her that question, Heloise nodded unconsciously.

“Yes, well. That’s true, but…”

“I’m Baron Walter Regen. As you can see, I’m this family’s doctor.”

Heloise looked through the young doctor.

As Zenon was unable to receive treatment from a wizard due to the problem of mana congestion, this family still seemed to prefer employing doctors.

“In that case, let’s start with the treatment now.”

Walter asked Heloise to take a seat wIth a cautious face, as though he was performing a major surgery.

It would be fine if he applied a compress and splinted her ankle, but Walter, who had a grim look on his face, and the maids that assisted him by busily rushing around were distracted.

While they were delayed due to numerous preparations, Heloise took off her shoes and dipped her feet in the prepared ice water.

At the same time, the door to the drawing room opened and Blake entered.

“Phew, I thought I was going to die.”

“Your Highness?”

“Hm?”

Blake leant his back against the door and let out a sigh of relief, and made a delighted face when he spotted Heloise.

“What are you doing here?”

The servants that were busy giving first aid to Heloise stiffened at the words ‘Your Highness’.

Blake didn’t pay them any mind and approached Heloise, who was still seated.

“Are you placing a cold compress on your ankle because you almost fell earlier?”

“Yes……What is Your Highness doing here?”

“There were so many people talking to me because I haven’t attended a party in a long time. It gave me a fright and I escaped to this place unknowingly.”

The slightly raised corner of his composed face didn’t seem like a person that was surprised, and more like someone that planned his escape.

Uncaring whether Heloise’s suspicions had deepened or not, Blake slumped in the seat beside the sofa in the drawing room.

“Is your condition very serious?”

“It’s just a little swollen, but the doctor was scared because of Young Master Zenon.”

“Oh well, that’s understandable.”

Walter, the doctor that was observing their mood, slowly approached with Blake’s bright expression and Heloise’s nod, and took out Heloise’ feet from the basket containing ice water.

And even before the maid could wipe her feet dry, he quickly examined the condition of her ankle by touch.

“Ouch.”

Heloise felt pain as soon as it was prodded, which caused a line to form on Walter’s forehead as he uttered in a low voice.

“Hmm……”

He looked extremely serious as though he was faced with a situation that he really wanted to avoid.

“I think it has to be splinted up to the calves.”

“If there’s a need to do so, please go ahead.”

Heloise responded casually, closing an eye as she endured the pain.

However, cold sweat began to pour down Walter’s face.

He seemed extremely reluctant to pull up the ends of her dress, which fell over her ankle and the top of her feet onto the floor in a train.

“What’s wrong?”

“Even if it’s for the sake of medical treatment, how can I thoughtlessly lift another lady’s skirt?”

“What are you talking about? Aren’t you a doctor?”

“That’s right. You’re right, but… I’m feeling faint.”

Walter rubbed his face like he was about to lose his mind and didn’t know what he should do.

“Should I let the maids lift it up?”

“But I’m still the one that has to look at the position of the splint on your leg.”

Heloise looked down at him very pitifully.

Was that really important right now?

Walter seemed to have understood the meaning within her gaze, and quickly began to make excuses.

“I wasn’t always like this either. I wouldn’t have to be so cautious if it wouldn’t incur the Young Master’s irritation.”

Unable to stand hearing Walter agonise inaudibly, Heloise called over the maid that was standing quietly.

“Can you get me a pair of pants? One that has a wide leg.”

Fortunately, the clothes that she was currently wearing is in the form of a two-piece dress.

Heloise stuffed the pants that the maid brought her into her full skirt, and nonchalantly raised her hips to put them on in one go.

She then took off her skirt abruptly.

“Argh!”

With a yell, Walter and the attendants gripped their heads and covered their eyes together.

Why were they being like that when she’s wearing pants underneath the skirt?

Before she possessed her current body, during her schooling days, the skill of wearing gym pants underneath the skirt of the school uniform and taking off said skirt was essential to change quickly during a short 10-minute break.

It had been quite a while since she displayed this skill, so she couldn’t understand what was so frightening about it.

Although she was aware that it wasn’t a very proper scene, was it that surprising?

She was wearing pants in any case.

“Pwahaha! You’re truly a weirdo!”

As Heloise hugged the skirt she’d taken off awkwardly, laughter burst out from her side. It was Blake.

Blake guffawed, wiping the tears from his eyes.

“What’s wrong?”

“What kind of lady takes off her clothes while at someone else’s house?”

“I’m wearing something inside though?”

“Is it alright to take off the undergarments you’re wearing?”

“How can this be considered undergarments? It’s a spotless pair of pants.”

Heloise rolled up her pants slightly and extended her leg to Walter.

“It’s fine now, right? Hurry up and affix it.”

“Urk. Yes, yes…”

The terror-stricken Walter instantly administerd the splint without even looking properly.

Even if he didn’t seem like a proper doctor, his skills were extraordinary.

When her ankle and calf were properly fixed in place, Heloise picked up her skirt and put it on again

By then, the attendants had already left the drawing room, and the maids covered her in her full skirt hectically.

After returning back to her original outfit, Heloise ignored the maids’ dissuasion and stood up. Blake’s head suddenly popped up amongst them.

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