"Aslan has lost a lot of blood on the way back. If I didn't immediately separate you from the Angaria ship, then bad things would definitely happen. A bullet hit deep enough, but it didn't hit his vital organs, so Aslan still survived. He will recover in a few days."
"A few days? But, my husband's injuries are very serious. Doesn't Aslan need a little more rest?"
Master Rufus smiled faintly. She stroked Rosie's head like her own daughter.
"Aslan will be fine. He has been handled well. Sir Frederick is a doctor like Harris, a doctor who has learned to combine magic techniques so that the treatment process will be faster than an ordinary doctor's surgery."
Rosie let out a sigh of relief. She was glad to hear that. It meant Asan didn't need to feel pain in the long term.
"Master Rufus… I have heard of the mission you will give to Aslan. Is it true that Aslan will be on a mission for three years?" Rosie asked about Mathius' words earlier.
