AHEIAID Chapter 61: No, This Is Not My Butler Hero!
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Time flew by, and two months passed. Finally, the doctor handed Joey a certificate declaring his full recovery.
"The wound has healed, but the scar will take some time to fade. I'll prescribe an ointment—remember to apply it regularly. If you don’t know how, give it to your butler or Lord Heine. Understand?"
"The scar can disappear completely?"
"Yes, though if your body were the same as the Ottomans', you would have healed even faster with conventional scar treatment."
"Oh, I see. Hehe, thanks, Doc!"
Seeing the only human in the world grinning so adorably, the doctor felt his heart melt. He had an overwhelming urge to pat Joey’s head or take a picture to post online.
After all, he was a human fan!
Unfortunately…
The doctor glanced at the man sitting beside them, holding the status of a family member. Quietly, he suppressed his impulse.
"You’ve worked hard, Doctor." Garius’s usually stern face softened slightly upon hearing that Joey had fully recovered. He nodded politely.
"It's my duty, please don’t mention it." The doctor waved his hands with a smile and left under the guidance of Butler Reston.
As soon as he left, Joey's black, beady eyes darted around. He suddenly ran up to Garius and, under the man's confused gaze, wrapped his arms tightly around those long, straight legs.
Joey tilted his head up, resting his chin against the man's abdomen, and widened his dog-like eyes: Stare——
Garius: …
The young, handsome, god-like man frowned slightly in puzzlement, but he still placed his large hands on Joey’s curly head, fingers gently ruffling through the soft locks with affectionate fondness.
"Are you hungry?"
Stare——
No? Then: "Do you want to buy the latest game?"
Stare——
Still not it. Hmm… "Do you want to visit Lucian?"
Hearing this, Joey's eyes instantly sparkled like fireworks!
Garius chuckled lightly—looks like he got it right this time.
At the mention of Lucian, Joey couldn't help but grumble. "You kept lying to me. When I first woke up, you said I could see Lucian once I got better. Then, when I got better, you said to wait another week. And after a week passed… you delayed it for another month!"
This was just like parents saying, ‘I'll return your New Year's money when you grow up.’
What the heck! Were you just playing me this whole time?!
Garius could hear the slight unhappiness hidden in Joey’s tone. Thinking back to his recent busyness, he felt a little guilty. Gently coaxing, he said, "That was my fault. We’ll go right now, okay?"
"… Hmph, that’s more like it." Joey suppressed the smile tugging at his lips and tilted his chin. "Since you’re sincerely apologizing, let's go."
—
Lucian was in the best hospital in the capital.
Originally, Garius hadn’t planned to let his butler recover there for safety reasons. However, this hospital had an excellent alien doctor with remarkable medical skills. That was the only reason Garius had transferred Lucian there and assigned guards to protect him.
And this also meant that Lucian was severely injured.
Previously, Garius never gave Joey any details about Lucian's condition, only assuring him that he was still alive.
Now, nervous and restless, Joey spent the whole trip in silence, not even secretly chatting with his system. After all, the system wasn’t in his head anymore—if he spoke out loud, Garius would definitely notice.
As they arrived, the elite agents of the District 13 had just switched shifts. Upon seeing Garius, they nodded respectfully and stepped aside to open the door.
The moment Garius pushed the door open, the fresh scent of antiseptic filled Joey’s nose. His heart pounded like a drum.
Lucian… would he be severely disfigured?
"Go in."
Garius’s deep voice drifted from above. Joey swallowed nervously, tightened his grip on Garius’s hand, and stepped inside.
They walked past the luxurious room’s large decorative plants and finally saw the pristine hospital bed—and the long-lost Lucian.
"Luci—"
The moment Joey saw him clearly, his entire expression froze.
His black eyes reflected utter disbelief, excitement, and shock, before spiraling into deep self-doubt.
What… am I seeing?
How could this be?
Lucian—
Lucian had turned into a mummy!!!
Joey "Shocked-My-Mom-for-30-Years" Yi stood there, jaw dropped to the floor.
On the bed lay a figure wrapped in layers upon layers of pristine white bandages, leaving only a tuft of golden hair, two exposed eyes, and two small, familiar mustache tips poking out.
Uh… probably a person?
Joey fell into absolute silence.
This is Lucian???
Are you sure you didn’t rescue the wrong person from the wreckage?
Or did you accidentally dig up an Egyptian pharaoh instead?!
Oh my god—his mustache was moving!!!
Joey’s face remained blank as he tilted his head up at Garius.
Garius: "?"
Joey, very seriously: "Be honest, Dad. Look at that mustache twitching on the bed, seemingly attempting to communicate with us in some mysterious way. Are you sure you saved the right person?"
This elegant butler had suddenly turned into some kind of magical creature?!
Garius: …
Seeing his little partner's wide, incredulous eyes and stiff, hesitant posture—like a puppy uncertain whether to trust—Garius couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.
His golden, wavy hair tumbled over his shoulders as he laughed.
"He really is Lucian."
"The majority of his injuries are burns and explosion wounds, mostly affecting his skin. The alien doctor here has a unique treatment method—applying a special secretion to heal skin conditions. Lucian must have just undergone treatment."
"… R-Really?"
"Yes, really."
"…"
Joey hesitated, glancing warily at the bed.
Lucian, upon hearing that Joey didn’t recognize him, suddenly had his mustache tips droop downward in a dejected manner.
Despite having no facial expressions or voice, he somehow exuded a very sad aura.
Joey: …
Uh… maybe that was just an illusion??
Cautiously, he called out Lucian’s name.
At once, the two little mustache tips sproinged up energetically.
Joey: …
Terrified, Joey turned and launched himself at Garius.
"NO—! That’s not Lucian! Lucian’s mustache doesn’t move—!"
"Pfft."
The ever-dignified Inspector General barely restrained himself, pressing a fist to his lips for a few seconds—before ultimately failing.
He turned his head and laughed uncontrollably.
His usually impeccable golden hair became disheveled in the process.
—
In the end, after Garius thoroughly explained everything, Joey reluctantly accepted the reality that his once-elegant butler had now become a magical mummy.
It wasn’t that Joey was acting dumb on purpose.
Come on—whose mustache could move this expressively?!
If it were dyed white, he could probably cosplay as angel wings!
Not to mention, encountering someone you once knew so well, only for them to be completely unrecognizable—and even unable to speak—who wouldn’t be a little skeptical?
Joey was honestly afraid that the person on the bed wasn’t actually his butler, but some random lackey of Harry’s who had been rescued instead.
It wasn’t until he carefully grasped Lucian’s hand and anxiously sniffed him that he finally confirmed—
Yes.
This was his omnipotent Butler Hero!
At that moment, all of Joey’s fears melted away. He excitedly chattered away at Lucian—who could only reply via expressive mustache movements.
Lucian: (Mustache aggressively flapping)
Joey: Heehee, I love my butler. Mwah mwah!
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