"What happened?" Lucas' eyes grew wider as he let go of the food cart he had prepared to feed his master. It took him time to prepare all the food because the chef was also busy preparing for the coming guests.
The moment he returns to his master's room, a physician is checking up on his now unconscious master, and a healer is casting a healing spell on Ndulou's legs.
"Sir Lucas", the physician, addressed him respectfully despite being a servant, because they thought he was a spirit caster. "He is emotionally unstable. He was at the funeral hall just a while ago. "
Lucas held his head. He was planning to tell of Ernesto's death on the last day of the funeral because he was certain that Ndulou would be in pain.
"Sir, please watch over his health. It would be bad if he collapsed again. "
Lucas just nodded and waited for the healer and the physician to finish their jobs.
The two leave the room after a short discussion on how Lucas will take care of his master from now on.
knock knock knock
He heard a knock at the terrace window. He activated his aura and cautiously looked out the window. He released his tension after seeing the old-fashioned maid waving her hand toward him.
"You are young master Ernesto's maid, right?" He opened the terrace window and let the maid in before someone at the Marquis Castle saw her.
"What do you need?"
He cannot fully trust the maid yet, despite knowing that she is someone acquainted with Ernesto.
"Here", the maid handed the kettle to Lucas.
After receiving the kettle, he froze and asked, "He said you need it monthly, right?"
Lucas' eyes clouded once more.
[How could he keep his promise even if he is dead now]
He was about to get emotional but he snapped out of his thoughts as he blocked the maid's way, who was about to get closer to Ndulou.
"What? Don't worry, I won't harm your master," the maid smiled. That made Lucas distrust her more.
"I promised Ernesto to improve the health of your master"
Lucas just observes the maid without letting the maid pass through him.
"That is right, don't trust anyone. I like that distrustful behavior, unlike that other reddy who trusts people so easily. What a softy "
She is comparing Lucas to Elles, who she trusts too much. She likes the Tamahaling tribe member, Lucas, because he is rational and dependable.
"You're a combat type, right? I'll teach you how to heal so you won't be hassled about taking care of this weak human. "
Then, Lucas flinched and turned his body toward Ndulou because the maid suddenly disappeared in front of him and reappeared on Ndulou's bed.
He wanted to attack the old-fashioned wearing maid, but she used wind magic to prevent him from walking out of his place.
"NOOOOOOO!" he screamed as he watched the maid cast an unknown magical circle around his master's entire body.
"Calm down. You will thank me after I make him less fragile."
He gathered his strength to get away from the suppression magic, but it was useless.
[How powerful this maid is to be able to subdue an earth sprit]
Lucas feels very weak and thinks he is lacking so much that he cannot protect his master twice in a row.
"Done!" the maid happily announced. She took twenty minutes to cast her spell, while Lucas spent twenty minutes trying to get away.
The maid snapped her finger, stopping her suppression magic, then she left the room like she did nothing important.
As Lucas rushed toward his master to check on what the maid did to him.
"Huh?" Lucas stared at his master's skin that was back to its natural pale skin. His bluish lips are back to their original color of pinkish red, and his skinny body doesn't look sick at all.
"She really just heal him?" Still, with distrust, Lucas stayed at his master's side to watch over him if something else might happen.
It's the third day of Ernesto's funeral, and by tomorrow they will have a procession and will bury him.
Ndulou never left his room ever since he collapsed from excessive crying. He had also not talked to anyone ever since that day, not even with Lucas.
"What is that, master?" Lucas tried to communicate with his master, hoping that Ndulou would respond, but silence filled the room.
Ndulou is just staring at the magic pouch that Ernesto gave him as a parting gift.
He suddenly let out a short chuckle.
Lucas flinched after witnessing this and thought that it would be really bad if Ndulou loses his sanity.
He picked up a plate from the dessert table that is always left uneaten.
"Master, this one is your favorite, right? Want a bite?"
"..."
"Master, you need to eat"
"..."
Lucas tries his best to comfort and make Ndulou feel a little better, but his master remains despondent. Ndulou didn't even bother to look at the food Lucas was offering.
Once again, Lucas blames himself for not being a useful servant to Ndulou. He could not even think of anything else aside from offering meals and making up his words to make him feel better.
"Young Master Ernesto won't be glad if you're like this"
Lucas flinched. He was startled when Ndulou suddenly moved and approached him too closely. Ndulou suddenly moves closer to him and shows off the magic pouch he has been holding since yesterday.
"Lucas, you know what?"
"What is it, master?" Lucas replied, looking straight at Ndulou's crimson eyes.
"This magic pouch was given to me by Ernesto." Ndulou shared. He then softly touched the pouch, saying, "He said this was his parting gift because I was leaving the castle, but what is this?"
Lucas panicked because Ndulou was about to cry again. He felt like burning everything that is making Ndulou remember Ernesto, but of course he couldn't do that.
"It really became a parting gift!"