Fostering the Male Lead - Chapter 100

“Cough, cough.”

I opened my eyes struggling with pain, coughing constantly while shaking my chest. As I wiped my blurred vision several times, the first thing I saw was a terrifyingly high cliff.

‘Ha, did I really survive such height?’

Should I say I’m lucky, or should I say I’m unlucky to fall down from so high?

‘In the end, Sihael jumped towards me…’

Then put me in his arms and fell…

“Sihael!”

I jumped up at the memories that came to my mind. My whole body screamed with pain, but I gritted my teeth and looked around in search of Sihael.

“Ah…”

Thump! My heart sank.

The sight of an unmoving Sihael and the red puddle beneath him strangled me.

Drip, drip.

I came to my senses from the rain hitting my cheeks, and I hurried towards him and knelt before him.

“Please, please….”

I begged and prayed that Sihael wasn’t hurt too much, that he was okay.

But God didn’t heed to my prayers.

“Your Highness…”

I stretched out my hand toward the unmoving Sihael. When he fell, he must have been stabbed by something sharp, and blood kept constantly flowing from his long, torn wound. There was more blood coming out than the blood being washed away by the rain. My blood-soaked hands trembled.

“Your Highness!”

I patted Sihael’s cheek carefully with trembling hands, but he was still unconscious. When I hurriedly put my hand under his nose, I felt a weak breath.

Even though he was alive, he was almost on his deathbed.

Oh, what should I do? This all happened because of me.

“Sihael, please… Open your eyes.”

I hugged his head and sobbed. I couldn’t stop crying from fear, horror, and guilt. Deep wounds, endlessly flowing blood, and hypothermia from the pouring rain. The situation was so bad that my mind kept thinking about the worst.

‘No, come to your senses.’

He’s still alive. There’s no way the male lead would die in vain like this. That’s why I knew he was never going to die. I roughly wiped my blurry eyes and looked around.

First of all, we needed shelter from the rain. That way, I would be able to do something, whether it was stopping the bleeding or raising his body temperature, which was gradually dropping. I don’t know whether it was fortunate or unfortunate, there was a large cave under the cliff where we fell.

I carefully held Sihael in my arms.

“Just hang in there. I’ll let  you down in a minute.”

“Woof.”

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

I carefully hugged him so as not to put too much strain on his body, and quickly entered the cave. Carefully putting him down, I took a bandage from my bag and wrapped it around his side. Sihael struggled in pain and groaned.

“It’s alright. It’ll be over soon.”

I put pressure on his waist and tied the bandage in a knot, muttering that it was okay like a habit, and stroked Sihael’s head. I felt like crying when I saw him breathing hard.

“It’s all because of me.”

If I had been careful with my steps, no, if I had descended the mountain without looking back when I thought I had taken the wrong road. No, if I hadn’t climbed the mountain in the first place, none of this would have happened.

It was all my fault.

I couldn’t even protect him and almost pushed him to death. I was truly the worst.

“I’m sorry.”

At some point, my tears began to flow again and fell down on Sihael’s face. I put my head on his forehead and swallowed back the tears. But, the tears, once shed, did not stop easily.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

I kept repeating the same words over and over like a broken radio. I raised my head at the feeling of my cheek being licked, and his eyes crinkled in pain were looking at me.

‘Why, why are you looking at me like that?’

I felt suffocated as if those eyes looking at me were telling me not to cry.

“You should worry about yourself, fool.”

The bandage tied around Sihael’s waist could not stop his bleeding and his red blood was dripping down his body.

‘What should I do?’

If I leave him like this, he will definitely die. No one could have escaped death if they were soaked in the rain with wounds this deep.

Even if it’s the male lead.

‘What should I do? What can I do?’

If I had been able to use magic, at least if I had brought a scroll, none of this would have happened.

I’m such a fool. So stupid.

I resented myself for not taking any magic scrolls or magic tools with me.

I was of no help but just a poison to him…

“Blood…”

Yes, there was my blood!

When Sihael was injured back then by assassins, and when he hurt his foot, I healed his wounds perfectly. It would take several times as much blood as then to heal the wound now, but it didn’t matter. It was okay even if he ate my blood and suffered a mana deluge.