Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 438.1: Should I Take It Off Or Not? (1)

What was it like to be sick?

That was a question that felt distant to Roel. It had been a long time since he had last fallen ill.

There were times that his body would collapse under the side effects of his spells, but those instances involved specific symptoms and required specific cures. This was his first time catching a common cold in a long while, so long that he had failed to notice it when he first woke up.

Feeling the dull pain afflicting his feverish forehead and his incredibly heavy limbs, Roel let out a silent sigh. All of a sudden, he heard the door open. Knowing that Nora had returned, he hurriedly closed his eyes.

He could sense her slowly approaching him, so he maintained his sleeping guise. The vision through his eyelids was darkened, but he could vaguely tell that she was now standing before him. He waited for a long while, but the figure looming in front of him didn’t leave.

Instead, he felt a hand touching his cheeks.

“I ordered you to sleep, but you need not feign it. My intention is for you to have a good rest, not humor me.”

“…”

Roel’s body stiffened up. He hesitated for a moment before slowly opening his eyes. He saw Nora sitting on the chair next to him with a look of certainty on her face, confident of her own judgment.

“How did you notice? I even adjusted my breathing.”

“How many times do you think I’ve seen you asleep? We’ve been sleeping together for the past few days. The least I can do is to discern whether you’re truly asleep or not.”

“… I don’t know whether I’m impressed or not.”

“Besides, have you forgotten that my mana is still inside your body? You can’t lie to me, so don’t even think of trying that ever again, especially when it comes to your health.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

With a ‘spy’ in his own body, Roel had no choice but to give in. Only then did Nora finally retract her warning gaze and give a satisfied nod. She reached out to touch Roel’s forehead once more and was gladdened to find that his fever was slowly subsiding.

“I checked the supplies that you and Count Hanks brought

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