149 I HATE THOSE INSENSITIVE FOURTH-WALL-BREAKING JOKES

I HATE THOSE INSENSITIVE FOURTH-WALL-BREAKING JOKES

After the funeral, Rikkun and I went to the hospital where Heushac is confined. The other members of the Aether Crusade are busy looking for clues that would lead to Helena's purpose and whereabouts. We are going to work with them later after we talked to our physically and mentally wounded friend.

When we opened the door to his hospital room, Heushac is already sitting on his bed, acting tough as if he hadn't sustained any damage. He's even trying to remove all the dextrose tubes attached on his veins, but his fingers are too weak to pull it out.

"Ouch!" Heushac cried as he made his third attempt to severe the apparatus from his arm.

"What the heck are you doing? You're supposed to be resting for three days until your internal organs have fully healed." Rikkun scolded.

"I have to find my sister… She still has to pay for what she has done to Kristoff…"