Becoming the Guide of the Mysophobic Villain? Absolutely Not! - Chapter 292
“…What?”
“Her clothes are wet and dirty… She needs to be changed. If you plan to do it yourself, there are clean clothes over there…”
“No, absolutely not.”
Livener hastily waved his hands, blushing furiously.
The doctor had thought they might be lovers, given how anxious and concerned Livener was. But perhaps that wasn’t the case?
Despite his curiosity, the doctor didn’t pry further. His extensive experience with patients had taught him it was best not to meddle in the affairs of high-status individuals.
“Then how about hiring a caregiver?”
“A caregiver… you say?”
“Yes, it looks like you haven’t had any sleep and have been running around… She’s a woman experienced in caring for patients like this. It would be much easier in many ways.”
“…”
“What are you worried about? It’s clear you aren’t ordinary people. We’ll ensure she’s well cared for, keeping her by her side the entire time. You can take a hot bath and get some rest.”
Livener hesitated. He wondered if it was acceptable to entrust the Guide his superior had entrusted to him to another person.
However, it was clear that she needed to be cleaned and changed. Despite wrapping her in blankets, she was still wet and dirty.
Although his superior had entrusted her to him, there was no way he would allow Livener to change her clothes himself.
The doctor didn’t stop there and promptly called for a caregiver. It was clear he wanted to cater to these high-status guests as much as possible.
Despite understanding the doctor’s intentions, Livener decided it wouldn’t be a bad idea. The woman seemed sturdy and reliable, with a meticulous and thorough demeanor.
After all, Livener had no experience in caregiving. Even if Claude had given him the order to keep an eye on her at all times, surely the command didn’t extend to him, another man, watching his Guide change her clothes…
“Th-then let’s do that.”
After much deliberation, Livener finally responded.
And he would regret this decision for a very long time.
* * *
Something was amiss.
Claude couldn’t shake off the feeling that there was something he had overlooked, though he couldn’t identify what it was. In fact, he had this thought several times during this expedition.
The same scene had been replaying in his mind since earlier.
Despite treating her as fragile, he had never seen Rose so helpless. Her small body, lying pathetically and panting, her high fever evident when he picked her up, her head drooping weakly…
If she hadn’t cried so pitifully and shook her head in refusal, even in her semi-conscious state, he would never have handed her over to another Esper.
That’s why Claude felt rushed. He couldn’t think of anything except getting the situation under control as quickly as possible so he could return to his Guide’s side.
However, the scene he witnessed was more severe than he had anticipated.
“C-Claude, save me! Hurry!”
Oscar screamed at the top of his lungs. Although he tended to be overly dramatic, this time, he couldn’t be ignored.
Oscar was surrounded by Espers trying to protect him, but they were outnumbered ten to one by the mutants.
The mutants’ objective was clear even from a distance. Like moths to a flame, they lunged solely at Oscar, disregarding their bodies being torn apart by the defending Espers.
The well-formed ranks of the Espers were overwhelmed by the relentless assault of these grotesque creatures that seemed unafraid of death. Moreover, the number of mutants seemed endless, as if they were coming from nowhere.
“Claude, we need orders…!”
Wilhelm shouted as he ran towards him, but his superior, who had already lost his composure, couldn’t respond.
