"I'm sorry kiddos, I could not find anything specifically out of hand in his body," Lady Floria announced after ten minutes of essentially scanning Tristan's full body.
Her announcement brought forth two sighs, but rather than feel sad or down, the duo merely gave difficult expressions.
Tristan had long since drowned his hope. At least, he had done so enough to not feel shattered when something like this occurred.
Besides, he hardly believed anyone could help him after even Gran-toro's workers could not. He had to factor in an ancient spirit also.
In short, he felt his issue was either incredibly difficult or so simple that they all overlooked it.
'What about that thing…' He wondered in his mind, even if Isril's voice broke his daze.
"You don't need to bow, my lady. It's not like we didn't expect a similar outcome. We are just glad you could confirm to us that there's nothing really wrong with him."
