Phloria, Friya, and Quylla returned home in the early afternoon. Much to their surprise, the academy had received instructions for the trio to bring Lith along with them. After getting the news, Phloria was overjoyed.

He had yet to regain his senses and his condition was still critical. He needed to regularly be forced to drink potions to sustain his life. Solus had been constantly using Invigoration to stabilize his mana core and mend the countless internal wounds that overexerting his body had caused.

– “The worst should be over. Lith now needs to rest.” Solus would perform a full check up every hour.

“What worries me is his mind. He has yet to learn about Protector’s alleged death, but I can feel his heart withering away. It’s like he has never stopped grieving, even in his unconscious state.”–   – “I take back most of the bad things I’ve thought about mom over the years. Not only did she bring Lith home with us, but she also assigned the best guest room to him.”–   Phloria lay him on his bed before wiping off the sweat from his face with a wet cloth. She had learned how to feed him and keep him clean from the medical staff during the third day.

Phloria wouldn’t let anyone else take care of him. She didn’t want Lith to be alone when he woke up.

***

For a regular person incapable of using magic, reaching the village of Lutia would prove to be a long and boring journey. The village was in the middle of nowhere and the nearest branch of the Mage Association with a Warp Steps was hundreds of kilometers away.