The White household had been particularly chaotic the past few days.
Ever since Old Man White had brought Adrian and Alice home.
Heart-wrenching screams could be heard coming from the hundred-year-old castle every day.
The servants had solemn expressions. They dared no make mistakes.
Their master, Old Man White, had not smiled for a long time.
"Young Master Adrian, please bear with it. Your legs are seriously injured. As long as you can hold on for a little while longer, I have confidence that you'll recover..."
The doctor comforted him while controlling his medic-type Battle Beast to change the dressing on Adrian's crippled legs.
"Damn that Locke! It hurts so much..."Adrian, who was lying on the bed, was covered in sweat.
Under Old Man White's choice, the doctor did not use any anesthetic, because there was a chance that the method would leave a lifelong side effect, although it was very small...