An F-Rank Veterinarian Physically Heals an S-Rank Magical Beast - Chapter 40

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Chapter 40
[Floor 7: Library of Wisdom]
[Anomaly: Violence Prohibited Zone]
[Maintain Silence: Noise Results in ‘Forced Expulsion’]
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Ding—!
As the elevator doors slid open, a landscape entirely unlike the previous floors materialized before us. Towering bookshelves stretched upward until they vanished into the haze. Between them drifted thousands of enchanted candles, their flames casting dancing shadows. The scent of aged paper and ink brushed against my nostrils.
The legendary Library of Wisdom, where all the world’s knowledge lay dormant. Its majesty was overwhelming.
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“Ugh… I despise places like this.”
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Baek Mu-young furrowed his brow and scratched the back of his neck. For a martial artist who had spent his entire life with a blade, densely packed books were a more potent anesthetic than any sedative.
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“Team Leader, a single book here costs more than a hundred martial arts manuals. Open your eyes wider.”
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I swept my gaze across the shelves with undisguised covetousness. If I could scan all those books and upload them to the Hospital’s database? A revolution in diagnosis and treatment would unfold.
But Luna was different. The moment she stepped out of the elevator, she drew in a sharp breath.
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“Ah….”
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Her eyes sparkled like stars. Born a half-dark elf and scorned throughout her childhood, with no friends and nowhere to belong, the only sanctuary she had known was the village’s dilapidated library. Within those pages, there were no children hurling stones because of her mixed blood, no adults casting contempt upon her.
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‘This is… paradise.’
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Luna was about to approach the shelves as if entranced when—
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“Stop.”
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A cool, crisp voice resonated through the space. Someone descended from the top of the bookshelves on a ladder. Round spectacles, a meticulously pressed suit, and an enormous quill pen clasped in hand.
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[Floor 7 Administrator: Head Librarian Beris]
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“Dust-covered feet treading upon this sacred repository of knowledge. Uncultured barbarians, I see.”
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Beris adjusted his spectacles and surveyed the group.
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“You may have forced your way up through the 6th Floor with brute strength, but this place is different. Only ‘wisdom’ serves as a pass here.”
“Wisdom? Are you going to pose riddles or something?”
Yoo Yi-soo asked, crossing her arms.
“Precisely. Should you fail to pass the ‘Dialogue of Truth,’ your souls will be trapped within these books, becoming part of this library’s collection for eternity.”
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Beris snapped his fingers, and a colossal tome materialized in the air, its pages spreading wide.
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[Question 1: What was the final testament left behind by Tiamat, the Primordial Dragon?]
[Question 2: What is the optimal temperature required when boiling the roots of ‘Dead Mandrake,’ a plant from the Demon Realm?]
[Question 3: What are the lyrics to the fourth verse of the Heavenly 3rd Legion’s military anthem?]
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Baek Mu-young’s jaw dropped as he read the questions.
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“Who the hell would know this? Tiamat? She left a testament?”
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I found myself equally at a loss.
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‘Medical knowledge and information about magical beasts I could handle, but obscure historical and cultural trivia? That’s beyond me.’
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Of course, I could attempt system hacking or use some trick. But this was a ‘no-force zone’—if I got caught cheating, I’d be eliminated on the spot.
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“Well then, who will answer on behalf of your group? You have only one chance.”
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Beris’s gaze pressed down on us, searching for the weakest link. His eyes locked onto Luna, standing alone in the corner.
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“You there, the porter girl. Why don’t you give it a try?”
“M-me? You mean me?”
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Luna flinched in shock.
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“Yes. Someone of such lowborn blood must at least have a sharp mind to survive, mustn’t they? I detect traces of Dark Elf heritage—how predictable. Ignorant and barbaric, I’m sure.”
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A sneer twisted Beris’s lips. He had deliberately singled her out—a calculated psychological assault combining contempt for her mixed heritage with an attempt to shatter the team’s morale.
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“Hey, what’s with the personal attacks?”
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I stepped forward, bristling with anger.
But Luna had frozen. ‘Lowborn blood.’ ‘Ignorant.’ Words hammered into her ears since childhood. The trauma surged back, suffocating her. Could I really do this? Questions that even S-rank Hunter Kang Jin-hyuk and Vice Director Yoo Yi-soo didn’t know the answers to—how could a mere porter like me possibly know?
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‘No… I’ll turn everyone into books because of me. I’m just a burden, as always….’
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Luna’s fingertips drained of color, and her head bowed. Beris savored her despair as he began the countdown.
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“5… 4… 3….”
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That was when a warm hand enveloped Luna’s trembling shoulders.
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“Luna.”
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A gentle voice. When I lifted my head, Yoo Yi-soo stood before me. Gone was that cold, intimidating expression she wore around Kang Jin-hyuk. Instead, her eyes held the warmth and trust of an older sister soothing a frightened younger sibling.
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“B-but… I don’t know anything… I’m not even smart….”
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Luna bowed her head.
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“Who said that? That you’re not smart?”
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Yoo Yi-soo sheathed her Gladius and brushed Luna’s disheveled hair behind her ear.
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“Every time I fight, you analyze the monster patterns from beside me. ‘Thirty degrees to the right, incoming attack from below!’ you say.”
“….”
“When I swing my blade, if I move exactly along the trajectory you calculate, it hits perfectly every time. Analyzing monster weaknesses, elemental properties, evasion routes in real-time—only you can do that.”
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Yoo Yi-soo gripped Luna’s shoulders firmly.
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“Why would Kang Jin-hyuk keep you around? He’s meticulous. Your knowledge is sharper than my blade, so he brought you because he needs you.”
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Luna’s pupils wavered at Yoo Yi-soo’s words. The realization that she was recognized not as a mere porter, but as the party’s tactical operator, lifted her up.
Yoo Yi-soo’s gaze turned toward Kang Jin-hyuk. He silently nodded and gave a thumbs up.
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‘You can do this.’
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Yoo Yi-soo gave Luna’s back a light tap.
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“Go show them. Show them whose team we are.”
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In that moment, something hot surged up from within Luna’s chest. Trust. Recognition and faith she had never received in her entire life. It melted away the fear and filled that void with confidence.
Luna took one deep breath. Then she lifted her head. Her eyes had transformed. No longer the eyes of a cowering porter. The ocean of knowledge accumulated through reading tens of thousands of books began to surge.
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“I will speak the answer.”
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Beris let out a scoff.
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“Oho? How the lowly struggle. Very well—what were Tiamat’s final words?”
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Luna fixed her gaze directly on Beris and opened her mouth.
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“Tiamat left no final words.”
“…What did you say?”
“To be precise, she couldn’t leave any. According to page 12 of volume 4 of the ‘Ancient Dragon Records,’ Tiamat’s vocal cords ruptured just before her death, rendering her unable to speak. Instead, she carved rune letters into the floor using her own blood. The interpretation of those characters is: ‘I shall return.'”
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Luna’s voice was clear and distinct.
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“Therefore, your question itself contains an error. It should be called a ‘death message,’ not ‘final words.'”
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Beris’s eyes widened.
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“How could you possibly…?”
“Second question. The optimal temperature for Dead Mandrake.”
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Luna didn’t pause.
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“Standard grimoires list 100 degrees, but that’s incorrect information. According to the annotated revised edition of ‘Introduction to Abyssal Botany,’ boiling at 100 degrees vaporizes the toxins and contaminates the surroundings. The correct answer is a double boiler at 87.5 degrees for four hours.”
“…!!”
“Third question. The fourth verse of the Heavenly 3rd Legion’s military anthem.”
Luna let out a soft laugh.
“The Third Legion’s anthem only has three verses. The fourth verse is an unofficial memorial song created 100 years ago to honor soldiers who fell during the war with demons. The lyrics go like this: ‘When stars fade and wings are broken, our light shall endure eternal.'”
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Silence. The entire library held its breath. Beris’s mouth hung open, unable to form words. It was perfect. No—it was a flawless answer that had even caught details and errors the question-setter themselves had missed.
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[Correct Answer!]
[Consecutive Correct Answer Bonus Activated!]
[The Challenger’s Knowledge Level Exceeds the Administrator’s.]
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“Impossible… a half-elf… how could you possess such ancient knowledge…?”
Beris took a step backward.
“Because I’m a half-elf.”
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Luna stepped forward with confidence.
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“My friends never played with me, so I was always in the library. While you all enjoyed parties and hunted, I read. The history of the Three Realms, ecology, magic, medicine… there’s barely a book in this library I haven’t read.”
She was no longer the mere porter. A walking encyclopedia. A hidden sage.
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“So, what’s the next question? I’m not even warmed up yet.”
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Luna flashed a provocative smile toward Beris. She looked like the very embodiment of the goddess of knowledge descending to earth.
The tables had turned. Beris broke into a cold sweat as he continued posing questions.
But Luna answered without hesitation, occasionally even correcting Beris’s pronunciation as she methodically dismantled every single problem.
“Question 45! Regarding Amon, ranked 7th in the Demon Realm hierarchy…!”
“Amon was promoted to 6th rank. Didn’t you see last month’s ranking update? The answer is ‘Breath of Flame.'”
“Question 78! Concerning the ancient elven tongue…!”
“That’s the northern dialect. The standard pronunciation is different.”
One hundred questions, one hundred correct answers. Luna’s complete and utter victory.
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[You have passed all trials.]
[Authority of the Library is transferred to the challenger.]
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Beris collapsed to the ground. The fruits of knowledge he had devoted his entire life to protecting had been completely conquered by the half-blood girl he had dismissed.
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“I… I have lost.”
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Kang Jin-hyuk erupted in seal-like applause and cheers.
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“Bravo! Luna! You were absolutely brilliant!”
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Baek Mu-young could not contain his admiration.
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“Ha ha, it’s true what they say—the lamp at the foot of the shrine casts no light. Our little porter girl was a genius all along.”
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Yoo Yi-soo gazed at Luna with her arms crossed, a satisfied smile on her face.
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“See? I told you so. You’re the best.”
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Luna’s face flushed crimson as she lowered her head, yet her expression seemed the happiest it had ever been.
Then, a System Message materialized in the air—the reaction of the gods who had witnessed this spectacle.
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[System Notification]
[Thoth, the God of Knowledge, marvels at Luna’s intellect.]
[Hecate, the Goddess of Magic, takes notice of Luna.]
[Multiple deities praise party leader Kang Jin-hyuk’s discerning eye.]
[New Title Acquired: Con Artist with Vision]
[Effect: Talent recruitment success rate increased by 50%. Party member potential development speed doubled.]
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“What? Why is the title like this? A con artist? I should be a talent scout instead.”
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I grumbled, but my lips curved upward in a smile. Luna’s awakening had catapulted our party’s combat strength to new heights.
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“Well, Beris. The outcome is decided, isn’t it?”
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I approached the slumped Archivist.
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“As promised, the Library of Wisdom’s authority is ours. And….”
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I seized Beris’s feather pen from his grasp.
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“So are you.”
“I… beg your pardon?”
“That vast knowledge of yours—it’s a waste to let it rot. You’ll become our Hospital’s [Medical Records Director]. We need you to organize charts and classify data. With your obsessive attention to detail, I’m certain you’ll do an impeccable job.”
“You… you’re hiring me? A arrogant loser like myself?”
“Arrogance can be corrected, but knowledge is real. Besides….”
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I gestured toward Luna.
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“Our Luna is smarter than you, so working as her assistant will give you plenty to learn.”
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Beris gazed up at Luna—the girl who had overwhelmed him. Not of base bloodline, but possessed of noble intellect. Slowly, he rose and bowed his head to her.
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“I acknowledge it. You are greater than I. Grant me the honor of serving you.”
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Luna flustered, waving her hands in protest.
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“No, no! Let’s just study together, Beris!”
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Thus Floor 7: Library of Wisdom fell as well. It was more than a mere clear—it was a perfect victory. Luna, a rough gem, had been refined into a jewel, and we had even gained the fastidious Archivist as an ally.
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“You did well, Luna.”
Yoo Yi-soo approached and embraced Luna warmly.
“Sister… or rather, Vice-Director….”
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Tears Luna had been holding back spilled from her eyes.
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“Thank you. Thank you so much….”
“Don’t cry. This is just the beginning—how will you manage if you’re already weeping?”
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Yoo Yi-soo patted Luna’s back reassuringly.
Kang Jin-hyuk watched the scene and whispered to Baek Mu-young.
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“Team Leader, look at that. The women from our Hospital have the strongest presence. We should just quietly handle the luggage.”
“I couldn’t agree more. A man really does best by keeping his mouth shut and staying in the middle.”
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Kang Jin-hyuk swept up every rare ancient tome he could find and stuffed them into his inventory.
Beris cried out, “Ah, that book is a first edition from 1200 years ago…!” but Kang Jin-hyuk dismissed him, saying, “It’ll look perfect as decoration in the Hospital lobby.”
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“Well then, shall we head to Floor 8?”
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Kang Jin-hyuk moved toward the elevator. This Floor 7 had been Luna’s stage. But the next floor….
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[System Warning!]
[Floor 8: Abyss Laboratory]
[A forbidden zone where bioethics cease to exist.]
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Kang Jin-hyuk’s gaze turned cold and sharp. A laboratory. A place where demons and humans were fused to create grotesque hybrids. As a doctor and a Tamer, it was the location he despised most.
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“I need to take the lead on this next floor.”
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Kang Jin-hyuk clenched his fists tightly.
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“Those who toy with life itself—I’m going to revoke their licenses.”
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Luna wiped away her tears and briskly gathered her belongings.
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“Yes! I’ll help too! I know so much more now!”
“That’s right, Luna. Your knowledge will be a powerful weapon.”
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The four-person party—now reinforced and plus their new librarian recruit Beris—boarded the elevator. Armed with wisdom, they harbored no more fear.

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