Chapter 13

  “Looks like you two have your hands full for the time being. When I get back to my clan, I’ll ask them to support you,” Rillian Adore said.

  Ri’en and Lady Secily bowed and replied. “Thank you.”

  Rillian Adore continued, “Actually, you two haven’t had a good meal in a while either. Especially you, Ri’en. Why don’t you go join your citizens at the Inn?”

  Lady Secily nodded. “You’re right. Come, Ri.”

  She dragged Ri’en towards the Inn.

  As they walked, their conversation drifted into the air.

  “He’s right. You’ve grown too thin since I last saw you.”

  Ri’en laughed. “Even when you met me, didn't you say I was thin? I was quite muscular though.”

  “That was different!” Lady Secily answered indignantly. “Men from my village traditionally had a larger build because of all the meat we farmed. You can't blame me!”

  The sound of their chatter placed a smile on Drakkel's face. But his body was too weak. He couldn’t do much else.

  Rillian Adore said to Ling, “Ling, Do you have any more rejuvenating pills?”

  Ling nodded. “Yes, Senior Rillian.” Without any additional questions, he pulled out a bag from his belt and handed it to him

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  Rillian Adore took out a pill and placed it in front of Drakkel’s mouth. Drakkel stared at it for a moment in hesitation.

  Seeing this, Ling said, “It’s fine, don’t worry! It will make you feel better.”

  Drakkel raised an eyebrow.

  Oh yes, that was right! Ling likely didn’t know he was a Sword Fighter and Rillian Adore might not have explained it to him.

  Because he didn’t want to hold up anyone anymore, Drakkel opened his mouth and Rillian Adore fed him the pill.

  As he chewed on it, he could feel his energy return and the pain from his injuries fade.

  Afterwards, Ling gave him a lingering glance. His clothes were tattered revealing his muscular chest, but he still wore makeup on his face along with womanly clothes. So, Ling was probably just curious as to his identity.

  However, if he was curious he didn't voice his concerns.

  So a moment of silence fell between them all before Rillian Adore said, “Ling, monitor the Town Lord’s building to make sure the fire doesn’t spread and work on quelling it. I’ll take this… woman back to the inn to treat her.”

  Ling tilted his head and raised an eyebrow. His thoughts were clearly voiced in his expression. But isn't this a man?

  It was obvious that he was curious, but he was likely disciplined as well.

  Instead of asking questions, he respectfully answered, “Yes, Senior Rillian.”

  He called the rest of the disciples over as Drakkel and Rillian Adore made their way to the Inn.

  With one muscular, handsome, and confident and the other dressed in women's clothing complete with makeup and accessories, if anyone was watching, it probably made for an odd sight. But Drakkel didn't care as he could hardly stay awake anymore.

  Although he felt better, his body still needed rest from the overexertion of his sword energy. So, as they were walking, he closed his eyes and fell into a welcoming darkness.