"Vij! Vij! Wake up you! Wake up!" Oscar held the motionless Duchess tightly in his embrace.
"Damn it!" Oscar muttered dejectedly. It seemed like he would have to take certain measures.
His Imperial Highness scooped up some warm spring water and sprinkled it onto Vijdeline's face.
"Mmm..." Following the faint groan, the Duchess who had been unconscious for over ten minutes started shivering and twisting her body.
"Ola! Thank heavens!" Oscar who had been gripped with anxiety let out a heartfelt cry.
"What... What happened?" Evidently, Lady Vij was not yet fully conscious.
Oscar scratched his head, "I... I only followed your instructions to pull the trigger of the mini hand cannon, but you suddenly fainted without reason. Moreover, your ears were bleeding! By the God of Light, the mini hand cannon's pellet really did not hurt you! Serious! I was almost terrified to death! If you still did not wake up, I will have..."
