Chapter 81 Against The Cold Night

• Lyraea.
• I found him alone in the forest; he was completely drenched in sweat, and his eyes were closed as he struggled alone under the cool night. My gaze searched, trying to ensure no one was watching me before I helped him inside the room.
• I gently placed him on the bed, but I could see the way he still twisted his face and wriggled on the bed more like he was having a terrible nightmare. Sweat covered his face, and I knew I had to do something. I slowly wiped his face with the towel, and I gently massaged his sore muscles until he relaxed under the tense night.