Beastmen Kings At My Feet [Reverse Harem] - Chapter 101: Chapter 101

Veronica had just finished withdrawing a bit more psychic power from Chase, as she usually did, and was preparing to sleep peacefully when her holo-interface suddenly vibrated.
It was a message from Gabriel, short and urgent, with only a few words: [Chase has fainted on the battlefield.]
Veronica's heart plummeted, and panic surged through her. She immediately sat up, her fingers flying across the screen as she tried to gather more information.
Her mind was flooded with images of Chase on the battlefield, his brave and fearless figure, slashing at enemies with his sword, replaying like a movie on repeat.
She wasn't sure if the vividness of these memories was because she had dissolved the psychic power bond with Chase.
Now, the bond between her and Chase was almost completely severed. The connection that had once allowed her to feel his joys and sorrows was gradually loosening and fading away.
Veronica knew she couldn't afford to act rashly and quickly contacted Joshua to bring Chase back from the battlefield. If anything had happened to Chase, she would never forgive herself.
Seeing Chase's unconscious state, Veronica was filled with regret. She had known the dangers he faced on the battlefield but had still gone ahead and dissolved the bond. She had been selfish, claiming it was for Chase's own good without considering his feelings at all.
She took meticulous care of Chase, staying by his side without even changing her clothes, ensuring he was in a safe environment to recover.
Veronica gently brought over a glass of clear water, carefully dipping her fingertips into it to moisten Chase's dry lips.
She gazed at his lifeless face, the deep exhaustion and helplessness making him look so fragile. An indescribable pain welled up inside her, as if she could feel every bit of his suffering.
'Chase, please wake up,' Veronica silently prayed in the depths of her heart, eagerly anticipating the moment he would open his eyes again.
She took Chase's hand and gently placed it against her cheek, her eyes filled with tenderness and deep affection. So lifeless was he, and even his silver hair seemed to lose its luster in her eyes.
In her mind, she kept reliving the tender moments she had shared with Chase, how he would snuggle up to her and act all cute, and the way he would call her "Mistress" in that adorable voice. Each detail filled her heart with waves of warmth.
"I'm sorry, Chase." Veronica's eyes grew moist, and a single, glistening tear slid down, silently landing on her dress.
She whispered in a voice tinged with undeniable anxiety and pleading, "Wake up, and I'll promise you anything."
"Don't apologize, Mistress," a voice sounded.
Veronica initially thought she had misheard, until she felt the hand she was holding move. Through her tear-blurred vision, she looked up to see that Chase had opened his eyes at some point.
Chase smiled faintly, seemingly still in the mood to tease Veronica a bit. "Mistress, you just said you'd promise me anything. Is that really true?"
Veronica responded through her sobs. "Yes, I promise."
Chase coughed lightly, his voice a bit weak. "Then, Mistress, could you please smile? I don't want to see you cry. Every time you weep, my heart aches too."
Veronica finally couldn't hold back any longer, and tears burst forth like a flood, overwhelming her. She was filled with guilt and remorse for how she had treated Chase. She was terrified of losing him, and the deep fear and unease consumed her.
In her tears, she realized the importance she held for Chase and the hurt she had caused him.
Chase made a few awkward noises, his eyes filled with confusion and anxiety, not understanding why his actions had made Mistress even more upset.
He carefully leaned in and, with his slightly dry lips, gently licked away the tears on Veronica's face. This was the most direct and sincere way he could offer comfort as a beastman.