The Villain’S Daughter-In-Law Is Inherently Powerful [EN]: Chapter 109

I couldn’t move.

If Ian had grabbed me tightly, it might have been different, but he was leaning on me instead, as if he would collapse and be sick all night without me.

Thud.

The forehead touching my back was hot. His whole body was burning with fever.

‘But how can I… how can I leave you like this?’

I couldn’t ask. Ian wasn’t someone who would answer even if you pressed him.

I bit my lip and eventually turned back to support Ian.

“It’s a strange wound. My divine power can’t heal it. Who, where did you get this wound…?”

“……”

“……Can’t we heal it with magic? Even if it’s a secret, can’t we secretly… tell Father?”

“No… can’t.”

To me, he’s like the sky, vast and reliable like a deeply rooted tree, but not to Ian.

That fact was truly upsetting.

In times like these, there’s no adult Ian can trust and rely on.

In this wealthy and powerful family, why is he so alone?

“If I rest for a bit… I’ll be… alright…”

Ian’s voice gradually faded, and the smell of blood rushed in.

I could see the blood that had stubbornly seeped through the bandage I had just re-wrapped.

I reached out and poured divine power again, but it was still no help. It was even more shocking because it was the first time this had happened.

‘I’ve been able to heal any wound until now.’

What’s the point of my divine power if I can’t heal Ian?

“You’re a god, right? You’re watching over me, right? Explain it to me. Why… why doesn’t divine power work? What do I have to do…?”

I held Ian’s hand tightly and bowed my head as if praying.

I could feel the pulse beating in his wrist, which had become firm at some point. I was so afraid that his heart might stop that I couldn’t let go of his hand.

– That is a wound caused by… divine power greater than yours. A wound inflicted by… can only be… healed by divine power stronger than that.

It was then.

A voice came from somewhere, and I quickly raised my head.

It was buzzing as if whispering from a very distant place, so I had to concentrate to understand, but I couldn’t miss a single word because it was definitely a message from that ‘god’.

– The more… your faith grows, the greater your divine power becomes. If you can’t do it right away, borrow the power of magic or Gaiaanos.

Gaiaanos!

With a solution that made my eyes light up, I let go of Ian’s hand and jumped up.

‘Ian said Father wouldn’t do. That wasn’t that magic wouldn’t work, but that he couldn’t tell Father.’

Even if I tried to call a doctor, there was no way for me to bring a doctor here without being noticed by the adults in this family.

But… but what about Hwa-ran?

‘He’s lived so long, wouldn’t he have learned medicine?’

I knew where Hwa-ran was staying.

“Ian, just a little bit… just wait a little bit.”

I can’t leave you like this.

I very carefully slipped out of Ian’s room. Then, trying to look as nonchalant as possible, I hurried my steps.

“Hello, Little Madam!”

“Oh, hello!”

“Doesn’t it smell like blood somewhere?”

“I don’t know? Maybe they brought in some raw meat from the restaurant?”

What kind of expression did I usually have? I guess I should smile.

My lips trembled, but I answered casually and hurried away.

And finally, I arrived at Hwa-ran’s designated residence within the mansion, took a breath, and knocked on the door.

“Hwa-ran!”

It was customary to give distinguished guests a room inside the mansion, but Hwa-ran wanted a secluded place.

A place with a small garden in front and good sunlight. He especially wanted to live on the first floor, which was very fortunate for me now.

Because it was a room that came out after going around the back of the mansion for a long time, so it was free from people’s eyes.

“Hwa…!”

“Hmm, I smell a very faint smell of blood. Are you hurt?”

Bang.

After a while, the door opened and a sleepy-looking Hwa-ran appeared.

I felt very sorry for waking someone from a nap, but I couldn’t help it because Ian’s life was at stake.

I finally lowered my trembling lips and clung to Hwa-ran’s arm, whispering.

“Hwa-ran, can you heal him?”

“Hmm. Are you in a difficult, urgent, and want-to-keep-it-secret situation right now?”

“That’s right!”

How perceptive, Hwa-ran.

I looked at him with a desperate face.

“Where is the patient?”

“That’s…”

I hope no one is eavesdropping.

Hwa-ran, who was watching me glancing behind me anxiously, signaled me to go into his room.

Soon the door closed, and I couldn’t hide my nervousness as I fully entered Hwa-ran’s room.

“Speak comfortably, Princess. Not even the Master of the Magic Tower can hear the conversations that take place in this room.”

“That’s a relief! Um, Ian was seriously injured by divine power. I thought divine power could only heal, but it seems like it can also attack. I can’t heal him with my power.”

“Do you want to save him?”

“Of course!”

“I understand. Then I’ll go ahead and start treating him, so come slowly.”

“Oh, huh?”

Do you know the location?

But before I could even ask that, Hwa-ran disappeared.

I stared blankly at the creaking window and turned my head in surprise.

‘It looks like he went out through the window, but I didn’t even know he went out.’

Hwa-ran will do something. He definitely will.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes tightly.

Only after I was sure that Ian would be safe did the puzzle fall into place.

‘There’s no way there would be a divine knight in the Magic Empire, so the place Ian went to was the Divine Empire.’

The end of the war was bullshit. From now on, the underground war is starting.

‘But in this situation… can I go to Arcalik?’

* * *

That evening, thanks to Hwa-ran, Ian’s fever went down.

His consciousness returned about thirty minutes ago, and when I fed him the thin soup and medicine that I had prepared in advance, his breathing improved a lot.

“It would have been healed cleanly with magic…”

As I muttered that in frustration, Hwa-ran shook his head.

“Magic may seem like a panacea, but it is not. If you repeatedly heal wounds with magic, the body will gradually weaken. You also won’t know how to overcome pain.”

“Do you need to know how to overcome pain?”

“Not the Princess, but this boy seems to need it.”

Hwa-ran’s answer was gentle but cold.

Even more upset, I closed my mouth and just stroked Ian’s hand.

“Just because you care about someone doesn’t mean you can take away the pain they have to bear.”

“……Yeah.”

I know Ian.

Ian was very strong-willed and secretly stubborn. He tries to handle everything himself.

Showing me his injured and painful appearance like today was also something that was not in Ian’s plan at all.

“It’s upsetting. Ian always lets me lean on him and listens to all my whining and complaining.”

“He’s a good boy.”

“But he stubbornly refuses to let me lend him my shoulder. He doesn’t try to rely on me. Is that… because I’m young?”

Somehow, I’m getting counseling from Hwa-ran.

I swallowed a sigh and picked up the washcloth on Ian’s forehead.

“Hmm, I don’t think it’s because the Princess is young or because he doesn’t trust the Princess.”

“Then?”

“What else could it be? Is there a man who wants to show a weak side in front of a girl he likes?”

“……Is that so?”

But Yuri shows his weak side well. It’s not like Yuri doesn’t like me….

‘Hmm, no. That’s a little different from liking, isn’t it?’

I guess I should see it as a possessiveness and obsession formed from affection….

“What is liking?”

“I never thought I would be giving you advice on that. This is an honor.”

Hwa-ran grinned.

I wondered if I should take back my question, but I was still curious.

As I pouted and put a cold washcloth on Ian’s forehead, Hwa-ran answered more seriously than I thought.

“You think about that person all day long. When you think about that person, you are happy and joyful, and you want to gladly like what that person likes.”

“Did Hwa-ran also have someone he liked?”

“Of course. You don’t want to worry that person, and you want to look cool for no reason. That’s right. When you see something good, you think of them first, and you want to keep them away from bad things.”

“Hmm.”

“But if it were me, if I showed a hole in my stomach like this, I would immediately whine and act cute. Seeing that he doesn’t, it seems that this boy’s mental strength is quite strong. Looking at him, he doesn’t seem like the type to fake illness….”

Cough, cough.

As Hwa-ran said that and pressed down on his stomach, Ian burst into a fit of coughing.

I slapped Hwa-ran on the back as it was and shouted.

“What are you doing now!”

“If this guy doesn’t wake up, won’t the Princess be worried and stay here all night? I’m telling him to come to his senses now.”

“Still, how can you press on the stomach of a patient you’ve treated?!”

“Ouch, ouch. I’m sorry.”

“It’s the first time I’ve seen Ian like this. As Hwa-ran said, Ian is not the type to fake illness.”

That’s Yuri’s specialty.

I sighed and stared at the red-haired pretty boy.

He looks more innocent because he’s sick. Ugh.