Chapter 46

In the pavilion where the bright sunlight falls,

Fer, who had been fine just a moment ago, suddenly collapsed.

I had heard that he was weak, but I didn’t know it would be this sudden.

If the reason is unknown, what kind of illness is this?

At the same time, I am being feared by Terry, who is holding Fer.

With a look that can't hide his fear, he still raised his voice to protect his brother.

"What did you do to my brother!?"

"Did something?"

"Poison, right? It’s been strange how he suddenly gets sick! I’ve been saying it’s strange all along! You’re the only one who would try to kill us!"

Terry’s words become childish.

But the content is not something a child should say.

Terry thinks Fer was poisoned.

Moreover, it seems that everyone around him thinks I am the culprit.

What are they telling a six-year-old?

"Eating and only one person gets sick! What kind of poison did you use? It’s strange that no one can figure it out! Why are you doing this?"

It must have been thoroughly investigated whether it was poisoning, and since no reason could be found, Fer was considered to be weak.

There should be a taster, so if it was poisoning, it would indeed be strange.

But I saw with my own eyes that he got sick after eating.

"Was there poison in that snack?"

"There’s no way! I consulted with Mother to prepare today’s snacks, and I did the tasting myself! They were made from the same ingredients! I tried my best to make sure no poison was put in!"

Even though it was a misunderstanding by the adults around us, Terry seems to have done everything he could for his brothers.

Of course, there were others who tasted before Terry, but no one noticed any poison.

Of course, I didn’t put any poison in.

But it’s true that he was fine until just before, and it’s understandable to suspect poisoning.

But why does only Fer collapse like this?

"I only touched the things the two of you chose and brought. We ate the same things, and Warnel didn’t eat..."

Then I remembered what Warnel said.

That his throat felt stuffy.

I’ve heard this expression somewhere, sometime. Yes, in my previous life...

"Could it be!"

I peered at Fer’s face, which Terry was holding and couldn’t see well.

Until just now, he only looked pale, but now his lips are visibly swollen.

"Allergy!?"

"What are you doing! Don’t touch Fer!"

"Wait, calm down! If we don’t, Fer will be in danger!"

Even though Terry is holding him, Fer’s hand is terribly cold.

Fer and Warnel, who look exactly alike as twins, must be identical twins.

Given that they should have the same constitution, the fact that only Fer is showing symptoms means that the ingredient Warnel disliked might be an allergen?

"Stop it! What are you doing to Fer!? Give him back!"

I took Fer from Terry, who was reluctant.

But I don’t know how to deal with allergies.

The home medical guide on the electronic dictionary only says to take him to a doctor.

And even if I knew what an EpiPen was, I couldn’t make one here.

"Sorry, it must be hard, but I have to do this!"

I wrapped a handkerchief around my finger and put it in Fer’s mouth.

He bit down reflexively, but helping Fer is the priority now.

I endured the pain and pressed the back of his tongue to induce vomiting.

"What are you doing!?"

Terry’s guards moved, but Ikt stopped them.

"Fer! Spit out what you ate!"

I pulled out my finger, bent him over, and patted his back.

Fer made a pained sound and vomited.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh..."

He started crying, but it’s not over yet, sorry.

"Try to breathe. Drink some water."

Using magic, I put water in his mouth, and he swallowed it despite the pain.

I had to make him vomit again, which was a painful process.

"Stop it! Stop it!"

Fer, who was forced to vomit, was so out of breath that he could hardly cry.

But I couldn’t think of anything else to do except a kind of gastric lavage.

"Princess Asha! What kind of treatment is this?"

Ikt asked, looking pained.

I saw that Terry’s guards were trying to stop me by force, but Ikt was holding them back.

The guards were physically stronger.

But Ikt, without drawing his sword, was probably using joint locks.

However, it wouldn’t last long due to the physical difference.

"It’s the crab curse! Fer ate something he shouldn’t have!"

"Crab curse?"

Ikt was taken aback.

But then he realized something and his face turned serious.

He rolled the guards over and came over to me.

"Since you made him vomit, it means...?"

"The swelling of his lips is the same reason. If this swelling goes down..."

"Then, I’ll take my leave."

"Ugh!?"

I was suddenly picked up by Ikt.

At the same time, I could see maids, attendants, guards, and patrol soldiers rushing over in a group.

They were all running, having detected the abnormality from Ikt’s whistle.

And seeing Terry and the others crying, they were naturally on edge.

I know it’s bad, but I feel it’s even more dangerous if we don’t do this.

"No healing magic or rapid recovery! It will worsen Fer’s condition! Absolutely don’t do it! He might die! But things that Warnel can eat are safe!"

While being carried by Ikt, I gave the best warning I could.

I hope someone listens.

Ikt hid among the trees in the garden and headed for the entrance where Reavan was, without stopping.

"Huh? What’s this?"

Reavan, who had been glaring at the garden, noticed Ikt carrying me and spoke up.

"What’s with the whistle? What happened?"

"We found the lost twins, and Prince Asha was guiding them when the younger one collapsed."

"Wait, again!? For heaven’s sake! Don’t you learn from your mistakes?"

Reavan seemed to remember the previous incident with Terry.

But it’s not like I should be told to learn from my mistakes by Reavan.

"By the way, did you think it was poison?"

"It’s impossible."

Ikt strongly denied Reavan’s rude question.

"It’s poison but not poison. It’s an illness but not an illness. It’s like the crab curse."

"Huh? A curse?"

"Anyway, Prince Asha happened to be there. He made the younger one vomit, though rather roughly, to remove the cause. I blew the whistle, but I will report the emergency to Duke Strateg myself later."

Ikt explained my actions and seemed to be asking Reavan to set up a meeting with his superior.

"Wait, where are you going? You can’t just get away with harming a prince."

"Which prince are you talking about?"

Ikt asked the guard at the usual entrance in a low voice.

The guard couldn’t respond to the hostile Ikt.

Harming a member of the imperial family carries a heavy penalty, which of course applies to me as a prince.

If I’m in the wrong, I know His Majesty will be angry.

But right now, I don’t care about that.

"Is Fer okay?"

We were celebrating his recovery, but I made him cry.

Terry was afraid of me, and Warnel will probably be scared of my sudden actions.

I might never see Fer again.

That would be very sad.

Sad, but I’m more worried about my brothers.

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