The next morning, Miho, who seemed to be recovering, suddenly developed a fever.
Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her brows were furrowed in distress and she was panting.
When they examined her body to see what was going on, they discovered that her right hand had turned blueish-purple in colour and was puffy and swollen.
The other wounds had healed thanks to herbs and restorative potions, but the bite on her right hand was deeper and more serious than they had expected.
Shiva gave her the restorative potion, a fever reducer and sedative that Nils had given him.
The effect of the potion was tremendous.
Miho’s fever was lowered, the pain subsided, and she began to sleep quietly again.
However, the swelling in her right hand, which had turned blueish-purple in colour, remained intact.
As he was pondering what to do, they heard a knock at the door.
When he opened the door, Nils and Larson were standing there with a gift for me.
“I’m sorry to bother you this morning, but we’re worried about her. This is from my brother. How’s Miho doing?”
“Thanks to both of you. she’s doing much better, but this morning she suddenly had a fever.”
“The recovery potion Nils gave me came in handy right away. But the swelling in her right hand won’t go away.”
“Do you mind if we have a look at her?”
“Go ahead, however, she’s still asleep and unconscious.”
Nils and Larson quietly entered the room. Garon was anxiously accompanying them beside Miho’s sleeping bed.
Larson frowned at Miho’s blueish-purple right hand.
“Hey, Shiva. With a magical power as strong as yours, you should be able to use recovery magic, right? Why not use it on Miho?”
“As much as I would like to use it, I’m not very good at controlling my recovery magic. The side effects are too strong for me to use it.”
“Is it because of the Garon situation? Sure, he’s a bit different compared to a normal Lizardman but isn’t Garon really healthy himself. What’s the problem?”
“It’s not normal by any stretch of the imagination for a body to change significantly in colour or size.”
“And Miho is human. We don’t know what side effects will appear.”
“Even if her injuries are healed, what if she looks different from the norm, and then she’d have trouble living her life? I’d feel sorry for her.”
Larson scratched his head boringly.
“I don’t know. What’s wrong with looking different from the others? Miho is Miho, right?”
Shiva looked at Larson with a pout.
“I heard about the situation with Garon. My brother told me about it. The Demon king asked Miho if she wasn’t scared of Garon, and she said he was impressed by the big, beautiful creature. I was surprised. But when I saw Garon, I had to agree too. Those green scales were quite impressive.”
Larson looked at Garon.
“Hey, Garon. Are you unhappy with your appearance? Do you feel sorry for yourself?”
Garon shook his head.
“Nah. When I was little I was sad that I was the only one who was different, but now I’m glad I’m big.”
“I can live with my grandpa and I can carry Miho in my arms.”
“Miho told me that I was strong and cool. So I want to get bigger and stronger!”
“You see, your recovery magic hasn’t made anyone unhappy. See, your recovery magic hasn’t made anyone unhappy. Aren’t you happy to be living with Garon?”
Shiva looked at Garon.
“Yes, indeed. I can’t imagine life without this child anymore.”
“If the side effects of the drug change the way Miho looks, don’t worry, I’ll take care of her. ill take responsibility and make her my wife.”
Larson said and patted his chest.
TN: Isn’t that too convenient for him lol
Shiva laughed at his words.
“Thank you, Larson. You’re a great guy.”
Shiva laid his palm on Miho’s right hand.
“I’ve made up my mind to cast a recovery spell on Miho, but you don’t have to take responsibility for the side effects.”
Shiva looked back at Larson and laughed.
“Because it’s my duty”