Chapter 76: Divine Arches
The room was decorated with a massive bed—large enough for four—its golden frame filling the space with warmth. To its right was a window, and beside that, a door leading to the washroom.
On the left wall hung nothing but a portrait of the King. His eyes mirrored Astara’s—the same confident gaze—but his black hair differentiated them. The divine flag stood beside him.
Directly opposite the bed was a desk, adorned with his uniform, books, a small mirror, and a seat. To its right stood a wardrobe.
Medora’s room was right next to Daylan’s, on the right.
"You guys must rest—it’s a direct order from Captain Alucard. Since it’s almost nightfall, your meals will be brought to you," Rodger said, then excused himself.
Daylan and Medora stood at their entrance, shrugged at each other, and then headed into their rooms. The moment he stepped inside, Daylan shut the door behind him, placed the cat on the desk, and hurled himself onto the bed.
It didn’t take long before his expression turned cold. He rushed to the washroom immediately. He still wasn’t fully recovered from the seasickness—and he’d forgotten to ask Medora to heal him. He had been holding it in all this time, but at that moment, he couldn’t anymore.
By the time he returned from the washroom, he was the very definition of weak. The cat was resting on his bed, and the moment he joined it, he pulled it into a hug. What followed was a long, deep sleep.
He missed his meal, but that didn’t matter. The next time he woke up, it was to a strike from Medora—directly to his chin.
She was neatly dressed in her uniform but had refused to untie her ponytail. Instead, it was bound with a red banner—the one she’d gotten from Artist.
The moment she saw his face, she healed him without hesitation and told him to get ready to meet the Divine Arches.