Chapter 1319

A bowl of chicken noodle soup was placed before Rafael, but it was nowhere near enough to fill the emptiness in his stomach.

Louis mentioned that he had ordered roasted lamb and skewers, and that there was no shortage of rich food now. It was nothing like the days when the Southern Frontier was struggling. Even the common folk could afford meat these days.

Rafael shakily picked up the bowl and drank the soup in one go. The broth was salty, and he followed it with a whole jug of water. Slumping into his chair, he felt his strength gradually returning, though there was still an odd sensation, as if he were still bouncing on horseback.

The faces around him seemed to blur and retreat. He had to focus to make out their features.

Alec's voice cracked with emotion. "Your Highness, you look utterly exhausted."

Rafael rubbed his cheek. "Have the medic give me needle treatment for my face. It feels like it's been blown off-kilter."

Everyone took a closer look and indeed noticed that Rafael's face was slightly askew.

Louis spoke up. "Marshal Sanford, you haven't rested the entire way at all, have you?"

"There was no time," Rafael said, then revealed a shocking truth. "I feigned illness first, then secretly came to the battlefield. All this time..."

He sheepishly pulled out a handful of medicine, holding his head low in a way that almost looked embarrassed.

the way, and sometimes I forget. I have to take them again, or else Commander Sinclair will have my

sent for the military physician. Rafael's

Rafael's pulse. Upon feeling it, he let out a deep sigh. "How did you get in such

it serious?" Timothy asked

Rafael waved his hand

be gradually restored with care, but this depletion of your vital energy-I'm afraid it won't

gripped the armrest tightly, his

needs rest, yet you've been riding day after day without pause. You've neglected your restorative

saying I won't be able to function as a man anymore?"

case, what use

condition will surely improve. But for a while, I'm

a bit of chastity wouldn't be such a bad thing. After all, you're a soldier, and you've had your share of injuries. This is the perfect

stern face. "Misdiagnosis. This is a complete misdiagnosis. No word of this to anyone, or I'll have you punished by

their hands, their eyes

They all

Recently, they had struggled with appetite and sleep. But now that Rafael's steadying presence was present, they devoured the food

that as long as they hadn't been defeated, it wasn't a loss. They couldn't let

you snuck onto the battlefield.

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