Avicenna Est Panacea
Episode 20's

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A person wearing a black robe, his head covering partially blocked his sweet face. The slender little hand carried a lantern, a man walking in the middle of his bed at night.

“Come on, your food has arrived!” He half-screamed, until in time he accidentally injured his own right arm with a dagger held.

Thousands of humans infected with obscure smell the blood of Gandaria, blood that is indeed sweet-scented more than ordinary humans. They could even gaze at the sparkling violet sheen of that black hooded person.

Satisfied grin from a Valerin Grayii, he ran round re-entering the manor of Viscount Rovana “Come a little more!” When chased by a horde of infected humans like zombies he suddenly stopped, Panacea who was already there replaced Valerin with Valerin who deliberately splashed his blood into the black cloak worn Panacea.

Panacea dashed swiftly into the manor, followed by the horde of human-obscure.

“Friday!” Valerin squealed the maid's name, as Friday arrived with his dark horse. He grabbed Valerin's body easily.

Valerin is in the Friday deck on horseback, next they will find the younger brother of Viscount Rovana. While Panacea will survive in the manor with the help of Leon Sirius and Viscount Rovana. Valerin will be calm with the mission given to Panacea, they are already fully armed to fight the infected humans.

Along the foggy lonely journey, they encounter only a few infected humans. Friday spurred the horse, occasionally shooting those infected. Forced, and should. While the only bidder of the young master did not have enough energy. After all, they needed a lot of blood induced to become an antidote. Time and lack of equipment, they are already far infected. Valerin himself decides to eradicate them, while another mission captures Miss Rovana.

“Kurasa, is that him?” Valerin said he saw a pair of infected humans walking along with “Oh hands, is that Charles? The old farmer's son? Turns out they're engaged.” Valerin exclaimed as he looked at the ring in their respective fingers.

“Hands on young master.” Said Friday speeding up, he was already preparing with his long barrel gun. Then, it fired two bullets at their chests. The two bullets were exceptions, modified by Valerin a few hours ago to be like an injection rather than a bullet.

“Hopefully succeed..” Valerin hopes a lot of the experiment, waiting for Miss Rovana and her lover back to normal.

Unfortunately Valerin. Realizing another thing “Friday, is Miss Rovana pregnant?” Valerin did not mistakenly realize that big distended stomach “Oh no, if congratulations Miss Rovana will not be able to survive.” Valerin took out a smoke grenade, marking their location.

“One of the three of them must arrive, miss Rovana's condition may not be able to recover.” Valerin's words were correct, as the man slowly improved but Miss Rovana did not. He even bit the hand of the man he had held.

“To-please.” The man who had recovered was grimacing in pain.

“Young master, command you?” Urge Friday. He was ready with his rifle.

Valerin is confused, it is useless for the man to recover if he has to be infected again while Miss Rovana does not show healing. He is still infected, still like a zombie thirsty with life.

The pounding of the sound of horses hunting fast, pierced through the silence of the night when the rider saw a pair of young men and women in one horse. They observed an infected person who continued to attack other men.

“Yes God! Emelie!” Viscount Rovana shouted.

“Stop Viscount!” Prevent Valerin screaming out loud “He's pregnant, you save him free. The baby in the womb is infected, my blood won't be able to heal as long as the baby is still in the womb. Both, can not expect big.” Valerin's pair of violet eyes stared firmly at his belief.

Viscount Rovana was sculpting, his body trembling. He could see for himself the younger brother who failed to receive the antidote serum. He kept biting the man who is his fiancee with a grim “Emelie... stop, he's Charles isn't he? You loved her, you left our family, Emelie.” Viscount Rovana stared in frustration.

Valerin suddenly widened his eyes, he saw the soul of Charles who smiled at him while pointing his index finger at the rifle held Friday “Help us.” The movement of the lips was very clear, Valerin was aware if Charles was attacked completely by his fiancee.

“I'm sorry Viscount, letting them live suffers much more painfully.”

It seemed that Valerin's words were correct again, Viscount Rovana with his flat gaze shot the younger brother with his gun. Then shoot their baby candidate also “Hopefully, the next life will be happy.” Look at Viscount Rovana with nanar.

Valerin didn't realize Friday's hand, he already knew. Hasn't Friday seen death itself? Starting from Tarra's mother, a friend in her old life, Valerin is now looking back for more.

“Young master?” Friday held Valerin's shoulder.

Valerin's body suddenly disappeared, immediately captured by Friday “Valerin! Hey wake!” Panic Friday. He touched Valerin's face slowly, his speech was no longer formal. Clenched the body from the top of his horse.

“Viscount Rovana..”

Friday looked at Viscount Rovana “All right, if you say so mean in mannor?”

“Panacea has finished it with Leon.”

Friday no longer said, he pulled the reins of his horse. Leaving the man lamenting the lifeless body of his sister.

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“Engh..” Valerin awoke, finding his body in an inn room. He occupied his body, roaring his head that felt dizzy even he felt his body quite weak.

“Goodnight young master.” Friday appeared from the open doorway, carrying trolly containing food “You have been asleep long enough, eat a little.” Say Friday standing on Valerin's right side while preparing a cup of warm tea.

Valerin grabbed a cup of tea given by Friday “What happened to me? How is Viscount Rovana?” Vallerin said before sipping his tea.

“Already asleep for one day, young master wake-up even chatty ya?” Friday pinched Valerin's cheek with an anxious “Eat first, after Friday will tell you all the things that have happened.”

"Really?!"

Friday could only nod "Really, young master."

Without saying any more, Valerin started eating his food. He became quieter and quieter.

"Young man, why?" He looked at himself as he stared at Valerin, who was eating him in silence.

Valerin, just feeling guilty since the mission. The death of Viscount Rovana's younger brother and the reaction of the Viscount himself revealed his feelings. Valerin said nothing, he just ate more quietly than usual.

Friday may be thanks to observing Valerin's movements getting used to "Is this about Viscount Rovana's sister?" Friday guessed exactly.

The violet pair of irises said, Valerin stopped eating by biting his lower lip "Yes..." The answer is no doubt.

Friday sighed "Stay still, this mission was a success. After the meal we better talk about this while compiling a report for His Majesty Nikolai."

"Viscount Rovana, how's it going?"

"He's heading downtown, not talking much. Maybe Viscount Rovana has business."

"I want to meet him to apologize, thanks to my plan we failed to save Emelie Rovana."

Friday must be either happy or sad, at least a little of Valerin Grayii's true nature is attached to the figure of his brother the Earl is "Not wrong, your mission is successful and his plan." Really Friday wanted to wipe the top of the head, but he paled.

"Friday excuse me, finish the meal immediately, young master." Say Friday, glancing through Valerin's bedroom window.

he knows, if it's been watched since yesterday.

"Good night, young master."

""Hm, thank you Friday."

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