The person who brought news of Ryu Jeong-ahâs death was an employee from the Disaster Management Agency. While in the middle of treating guild members who had just come out of a dungeon, a call came through on his personal contact number.
âHunter Ryu Seo-ha, I regret to inform you of sad newsâ¦â
He thought he had misheard. That there must have been some mistake. He didnât remember how he arrived at the mortuary.
Except that amidst it all, he had first notified Choi Gang-hu of the situation, wondering if it might be a trap set by the Order.
âHow do you feel right now!â
âThe cause of death for your last remaining blood relativeâ¦â
âAs a healer, did you notice any abnormal signsâ¦â
Reporters had already gathered at the entrance, having heard from somewhere.
âYou people! Donât you know journalistic ethics?â
âSecurity!â
âRemove them all!â
Neither the scene of them confronting the mortuary staff, nor the sight of dispatched Awakened Management Bureau employees joining to clear the way, registered in his eyes.
Only after entering the mortuary interior, where outside access was controlled with permission from relevant personnel, did the commotion finally subside.
The freezer door was already open. The moment he saw his older sister laid out on the stainless steel shrouding table, his vision wavered. It was because his legs suddenly lost strength.
If Choi Gang-hu hadnât supported his back, he would have collapsed to the floor. But he couldnât even think to offer thanks.
âI pray for the deceasedâs eternal peace.â
His ears buzzed. The employeeâs words of comfort seemed to come from a distant place. It didnât feel real. Could this be a nightmare?
Without realizing it, he nodded. It was clearly one of the bad dreams he had every night. Thinking how amazing it was to have a lucid dream like this, he smiled slightly.
Ryu Jeong-ahâs body lying in a neat posture looked like an elaborate mannequin. As he quietly turned to leave, a large hand grabbed his shoulder and stopped him.
âRyu Seo-ha.â
Choi Gang-huâs voice, speaking with a seriously hardened expression, tried to stimulate his tear glands. He tightly closed and opened his eyes to shake off the rising emotions.
âEven in a bad dream, Choi Gang-hu appears as a good person.â
He laughed, wondering if it was a reflection of his subconscious. Even if he were a bad person to all of humanity in this world, it was different for Ryu Seo-ha.
It was an unchanging fact, no matter what cruel and unscrupulous sins he might commit in the past or future. The judgment of a âgood personâ can only be highly subjective.
âWill you leave with me? Itâs too cold here.â
ââ¦â
âNo, Iâll go alone. Iâm scared it might turn into another nightmare.â
From long experience, the worst dreams werenât those with consistently painful content. What could be more cruel than a dream that deceives you into thinking itâs happy, then suddenly takes everything away?
He was afraid the Choi Gang-hu before him might die absurdly too. Though he knew it would never happen in reality, dreams always package the unreal plausibly.
Especially negative imaginings were often supplemented with surprisingly realistic grounds. For example, because he had hatched the Fire Egg, Choi Gang-hu would never recoverâ¦
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Shaking his head to forcibly cut off thoughts racing into endless darkness, he tried to hurry away. He didnât want to see the image of his dead sister, even in imagination.
ââ¦This isnât a dream.â
But once again, he couldnât escape, his shoulders grasped by large hands. A familiar warmth transmitted from the captured shoulders.
Senses that had been disconnected from the world slowly began to return. He turned his head slowly to look at the body laid in the corner.
A massive shock swept through his brain like a storm. The hem of his sisterâs clothes, looking as if she were just asleep before rigor mortis had set in, was stained with blood.
Uncontrollable anger boiled up. He saw a man standing at the entrance with his head bowed solemnly. It was the head of security assigned to his sister.
âExplain.â
He closed the distance in one breath and grabbed the manâs collar. Though he was an A-rank hunter with stealth abilities who could have easily avoided it, the man showed no sign of defense.
That attitude further fanned his anger that had lost its direction. He wanted to shout: What were you doing! Where were you and what were you doing while our sister ended up like this!
âExplain what happened.â
But the voice that came out of his mouth was eerily low and calm. It wasnât intentional. It was just an attitude called forth by a habit ingrained like a callus.
ââ¦We were on guard for all possibilities, butâ¦â
The man, still mindful of Choi Gang-hu even in this situation, recounted the circumstances in a dejected voice. The head of securityâs explanation went like this:
They had identified all attendees at the party and blocked suspicious approaches, but couldnât prevent Ryu Jeong-ah herself from approaching others.
âShe collapsed spewing blood right after happily hugging a friend. We suspect a deadly poison was released at close range.â
The culprit disappeared on the spot by tearing a spatial movement scroll, and the hunter hosting the party reported it immediately, with a healer being dispatched right away.
âAh.â
However, upon hearing that she had already died and been moved to the institution, Ryu Seo-ha suddenly turned around in surprise. He approached the body with hurried steps.
He had been too flustered to even think of attempting treatment. He had momentarily forgotten even the fact that he himself had awakened as a healer.
Skill âLight of Healingâ is activated.
Ryu Seo-ha placed his hand on the cold skin and desperately unleashed the skill. He could feel the magical power just skimming the surface instead of penetrating the flesh.
Characteristic âSanctificationâ is activated.
Buff âHealing Regenerationâ is granted to the designated target (1 non-awakened person).
Even when activating the characteristic, the magical power only consumed greatly, bouncing off futilely unlike usual.
âPlease.â
He prayed to a god he didnât even believe in. That if He helped just this once, heâd do anything, please save his sister, forgive him for all his wrongs.
Buff âHealing Regenerationâ is granted to the designated target (1 non-awakened person).
Buff âStatus Ailment Removalâ is granted to the designated target (1 non-awakened person).
Though he had already confirmed it was useless, he couldnât stop pouring out characteristics. Again and again, over and over. Even on the verge of magical depletion, he couldnât rest.
âStop it.â
Until he felt a force grabbing his wrist and pulling it away from his sister.
Magic Power 452
Just then, as his stats increased, his depleted magic power recovered to a full charge level. It felt like encountering a ray of light descending into the deep sea.
âPlease help me.â
Without realizing it, he grasped Choi Gang-huâs hand. His desperate pleading voice sounded somehow empty.
âIf you just lend me your hand⦠Iâll somehow solve it on my own, soâ¦â
âRyu Seo-ha.â
He felt the familiar precursor of magic from Choi Gang-hu, who called his name like a sigh. It was a sign he was about to cast the skill [Spatial Jump].
It was already too late to shake off his hand. He drew up magic power and pushed back, resisting the otherâs strength. Just as Choi Gang-hu had taught him during breaks in the IHL period.
âRyu Seo-ha!â
At the same time he felt a strong repulsive force, red blood gushed out between his lips. Choi Gang-hu, turning pale, hurriedly canceled the skill.
Buff âHealing Regenerationâ is granted to the designated target (1 non-awakened person).
Ryu Seo-ha quickly turned and continued his attempt at healing. Like a broken machine.
âYouâll cause a magic power rampage at this rate.â
Choi Gang-hu, embracing his shoulders from behind, soothed him in a regretful voice.
âI donât care. If I can just save my sister, even if I dieâ¦â
He answered blankly, then stopped all movement with wide eyes.
âThe elixir.â
It was because the item he had received as soon as he arrived at work and carefully stored in his space expansion pouch flashed through his mind.
âHa.â
Why hadnât he thought of it right away? He felt like an idiot.
ââ¦Choi Gang-hu.â
He slowly turned around to face his most reliable ally in the world. Just meeting eyes made a corner of his heart throb.
âI have a request.â
He had only been receiving without giving anything in return. He had wanted to love him freely, adding the delayed interest, once the lifespan issue was resolved.
âJust onceâ¦â
Ziing. As if cutting off his words, his phone let out a short cry. He had a strange feeling that he needed to check this. Sure enough.
Invitation
We invite you who wish to avenge Ryu Jeong-ah.
Time: The day of Ryu Jeong-ahâs death, 11 PM sharp
Location: Entrance of the permanent confessional inside Myeongdong Cathedral, Seoul, Republic of Korea
Essential: Ryu Seo-ha must come alone
Caution: Additional deaths of acquaintances if instructions are violated
The opened text message stimulated his anger while maintaining a familiar format. He recalled the words the head of his sisterâs security detail had laid out like an excuse.
A joyful hug with a friend, escape using a spatial movement scroll. It was a pattern he had seen many times before. The faces of the Four Apostles dyed his vision red.
His cooled head deduced the Orderâs intentions. They must have hoped for Ryu Seo-ha, consumed by anger to the point of losing all judgment, to rush in recklessly.
He had been careless. Though he had attached security just in case, he had rashly judged that the probability of directly targeting his sister wasnât high.
Even after receiving similar threats before. He had taken it too lightly, focusing on obtaining the elixir. He should have at least prevented her from going out to an unfamiliar place.
ââ¦Please take me home.â
Suppressing his raging emotions with clenched teeth, he made his request in a darkly subdued voice. He intended to administer the elixir.
âTogether with my sister.â
Family is more precious than life itself.