Go, and he has just confined her. This also seems far too favoring.
If he doesn't go, she's terribly ill, and who knows how distressed and afraid she must feel.
After all, she was stripped of her title... If she's afraid, how can she recover? She's already lost so much weight...
Moreover, the child is still there; who knows how the child is faring.
Thinking of this, Fourth Master eventually stood up—right, the child is still there.
He convinced himself with this thought and stepped toward the back.
On the way, he thought to himself: It was he who confined her, he who wanted her to learn her lesson, but he couldn't let go when she became ill.
This fox, but once she's recovered, he still must have a proper talk with her. How could she act so impulsively?
If he weren't willing to protect her, what would she do?
As Fourth Master pondered, he felt like sighing, but this was a result of his own indulgence.
