I Raised an Obsessive Servant

“But how did he know?”

“What?”

“I’m talking about Ray. He was on the hunt. Then how did he know?”

Yurina looked down at her palm, and at Reynard’s hand in it. On her wrist was the red stone bracelet that Reynard had given her earlier. As he told her, the tome bracelet had the potential to track the wearer.

Even if it was now clear how Raynard deftly found out Yurina’s whereabouts, the question still remained, how exactly did he manage to do it right at the moment of need?

Betsy thought about it, but just shook her head.

“I don’t even know. Maybe he heard screams?”

Yurina didn’t think so.

Hunting grounds and cottages were at a decent distance. What’s more, the forest was dense and the members focused on hunting, it would be difficult to hear the screams from afar.

“Nevertheless… I’m glad it worked out.”

Yurina’s shoulders trembled at Betsy’s words.

“Reynard got hurt, but you’re still unharmed. Now, if Reynard hadn’t had time…”

“I would be dead.”

“Yeah.”

Raynard also whispered to her before fainting.

“Thank the goddess.”

When Yurina remembered that voice that was extremely relieved, all her thoughts seemed to freeze. Yurina ran her tongue over her lips and gestured at Betsy. Betsy bowed her head and cautiously left the room.

There were only two people left in the spacious room, but the place was quiet. It reminded Yurina of the scene in their office, where after Reynard left for the academy, there was always silence.

While she stayed with Reynard, she never had a quiet and peaceful day. As a child of his age, naturally, he was very talkative. Even though he was afraid of people and shunned others, he seemed to pour out everything he wanted to Yurina.

Then, after Reynard’s departure to the academy, silence reigned forever in that room. Obviously, Yurina had lived in that silence all her life until they met. But when she heard his voice at that moment, she realized how lonely her whole life had been before meeting him.

And Raynard was now in this room, right in front of her. However, now this room was no different from the cold office where Reynard was missing.

Yurina squeezed Raynard’s hand even tighter and put her ear to his chest.

Ba-dump, ba-dump.

A heartbeat was heard. Although it was slow and weak, it was definitely alive. Yurina felt her pulse as well, slowly picking up speed in alarm.

The sound of the two hearts was a cacophony, but in the end they began to beat together as one.

Ba-dump, ba-dump.

This sound continued to flow into Yurina’s ears, just like that resonant voice that didn’t stop until the night.

He’s alive.

But Yurina won’t be relieved until she sees him open his eye.

“Ray.”

Yurina fell asleep in this position. Reynard’s pulse began to feel louder as her hearing became more sensitive in her sleep.

‘Wake up.’

Reynard, who was supposed to wake up no later than the next morning, didn’t wake up until the next day. And by the evening it didn’t get better, but, on the contrary, the temperature rose.

Doctor Rodrik rushed in for an examination and said that there was nothing to worry about, because it was a natural reaction.

“Didn’t I say it’s not worse than muscle pain? So that’s why the heat is on. There may be a slight fever for the next few days, but the condition hasn’t worsened, so don’t worry too much, milady.”

“How can you be so sure he won’t get worse?”

“Like I said, the wound healed perfectly.”

He comforted her, and repeated the same thing over and over again. But when Reynard lay in front of her eyes with a white face, Yurina couldn’t help but worry.

Betsy, watching her lady unable to eat or sleep, grabbed Yurina’s arm and forcibly forced her to stand up.

“Milady, this is no good. What if you faint and Reynard wakes up at that moment? What will he think? I made soup, so please eat it.”

Yurina, who was sitting with a blank stare, no emotion, just like a doll, only reacted to the word ‘Reynard’. She meekly followed Betsy to the dinner table.

But tormented by her own emotions, Yurina couldn’t even eat a few spoonfuls of the cooked soup before she vomited. The next few attempts ended in the same. In the end, she drank a glass of warm water, returned to the bed and sat up.

Betsy followed her with a worried face and grabbed Yurina’s arm again. Even if she didn’t get to eat, she should at least get some sleep.

But Yurina stood up and firmly threw at her:

“I’m alright.”