I Became The Childhood Friend of the Obsessive Second Male Lead

Chapter 121

“Then write a letter right away. See you in a week.”

Elisha did not immediately respond to Noel’s words.

“Are you afraid that those guys will beat you again?”

“Yes. They seem to feel strangely euphoric whenever they beat me. It is only possible for them to do so during vacation, so it seems like they are trying to enjoy it a lot.”

“This is crazy! Are those things really becoming knights too?”

“In the end, they won’t be a knight. The Imperial knight test wouldn’t be that easy. They know that too, so they’re probably just behaving as they please.”

“. . . I see.”

Noel nodded with a face ready for something.

“I will come here every day until you meet Rieta. If they know I’m interested in you, they won’t be able to treat you badly.”

“Interest . . .”

When Elisha dared to mumble that part in a small voice, Noel became angry again with his face red.

The weather was hot, but he didn’t know why there were so many things to be angry about.

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“Do you think this body would be interested in someone like you?! That, I just . . .”

He was only angry that Rieta’s vassal, who was sponsored by the Duchy, was being treated like this.

But he didn’t want to say anything like that, so he just stared at Elisha.

* * *

The next day, Noel actually came to visit Elisha with medicine.

Of course, on the way to meet Elisha, he didn’t forget to pass in front of a cadet who purposely tormented him.

See? Don’t touch Elisha!

Noel puffed out his chest and walked proudly.

Then he went to Elisha’s dormitory, and he handed him the best medicine.

“Thank you for your help.”

Elisha bowed to his waist and offered a sincere greeting.

Noel liked it so much to be the kind of person that could help out.

“What, it’s nothing.”

Of course, contrary to that joy, only cold words came out.

“Sit down. I have to treat the wounds.”

“The Lord himself?”

“The doctor is on vacation, right?”

“It’s something I can do on my own.”

“Don’t make me laugh. What are you going to do with your back? Twist yourself into a flower?”

Noel remembered Elisha shifted his back from time to time.

Perhaps every time the clothes rubbed over the wound on his back, he felt pain.

“It’s fine. It’s not as though I’ll be showing my humble back to the Princess.”

“Yes, but . . . wouldn’t Rieta be worried if you flinch while walking?”

“It is so. I never thought about it.”

Noel liked the compliant Elisha a little bit.

“Sit down if you know. Take your shirt off.”

“All right.”

Elisha took off his top and sat down, Noel stood behind him.

Oh . . . I feel a little bad.

Noel was very dissatisfied with the torn scars and the purple bruises spread across his back and around his shoulders.

“You must be an idiot.”

Noel opened the medicine bottle while making grumpy and dissatisfied noises.

“Why are you following Rieta all the way to the Empire and suffering like this?”

If it was another day, Elisha probably would answer “Because I must be where the Princess is,” or something like that.

But today’s Elisha just smiled a little without saying anything.

Somehow he seemed to be having fun with Noel’s complaints.

“Strange guy.”

Noel meticulously applied the medicine with a sterilized cotton pad and waited for it to dry.

Because it was said that the treatment would be faster when this liquid was completely absorbed.

“It’s amazing.”

“What?”

“Since the Lord has applied the medicine, the pain has quickly disappeared.”

“Isn’t that obvious?”

Noel looked at the empty bottle and smiled confidently.

“This is the medicine I got from the temple. It contains the blessing and healing power of the highest priest. It will save people who are in danger of dying.”

“Something like that . . .”

It seemed that Elisha was trying to say something condescending, so Noel quickly cut off his words.

Because he didn’t want to hear him say that.

“There are so many piles of these things piled up in the Duchy that anyone can get their hands on it. I mean, it’s harder for us to get cheap medicine. You know?”

Of course, that was a blatant lie.

“Anyway, did you write a letter to Rieta yet?”

“I haven’t written it yet. I thought that these wounds wouldn’t disappear in just a week . . .”

But if it was the medicine Noel brought, it seemed very possible that they would heal in seven days’ time.

Unless, of course, the other cadets picked another fight with him.

“A week is enough. I’ll be here every day in the meantime, so write a letter soon. At this point, I wonder if the Princess will chase after the post office and snoop around.”

“I will write it quickly.”

“Yes. Never say in the letter that I healed your wounds.”

Was Noel’s story surprising?