A few moments later, Hea returned with a bundle of blankets. It wriggled like a hot worm, but its movement was so weak.
"I've brought Ashera here. She is sick, but energetic enough to rebel." Hea opened the bundle of blankets and revealed the sick Elven Empress.
"Hea... Don't you have a conscience? I'm sick and you forced me to come here to play?" Asher muttered weakly. She then felt cold and immediately wrapped herself again with the blanket.
"Eh? An Empress-level elf can fall ill? That's right, you have a high fever and your body is so weak. Is this due to a curse or some third-party factor?" Rhea checked the Elven Empress' condition in amazement.
