Possessed a Healing Game, but It’s a Zombie Apocalypse - Chapter 42

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Episode 42

 

“Your Royal Highness!”

 

The strength left Sam’s hands and the alcohol distiller he was holding fell to the floor with a clang.

 

Brody jumped up and rushed to Sam. Sam stood frozen in place with an expression of disbelief. He couldn’t speak properly, nor could his eyes move properly. Not until Brody came into his arms and embraced him.

 

“Thank goodness you’re alive. If Your Highness had also left our side… how could I have delivered this news to the late Queen…”

 

Brody’s words were mixed with tears and scattered hazily, making most of them incomprehensible, but that wasn’t important in this situation.

 

“My, my goodness… Lindbergh. Is it really you?”

 

Sam slowly reached out his hand. Was this a dream? A ghost? He couldn’t believe that this man standing before him was truly alive.

 

The messy beard and wet clothes didn’t matter at all. He was definitely Brody Lindbergh, the uncle-like figure Sam knew.

 

“Do you know how much I worried about you? Whether you might have been harmed by zombies, whether you might have become neither living nor dead… You who are like an uncle to me…”

 

The sight of the two men embracing tightly and sobbing might have seemed somewhat excessive to some observers, but no one in the room looked at them strangely.

 

Only Nana quietly thought to herself.

 

‘Ah, so Sam was a prince. No wonder he was so clueless and immature, even considering he was just a student who only studied at the academy.’

 

Of course it was surprising.

 

But that wasn’t a reason for her to change her attitude toward Sam.

 

Whether he was a prince or not, Sam was still clueless, lacking in reality sense, good at saying nonsensical things, and high-maintenance.

 

That was the Sam Nana knew, and it was still the same now.

 

That was enough.

 

* * *

 

After the situation calmed down, everyone in the house moved to gather around the table.

 

The eyes of the two men who had hugged and cried were swollen like goldfish, but no one pointed out that fact.

 

“*Sniff*… Let me introduce myself again, *sniff*, again. I… *sniff*.”

 

“Marquis, please allow me to speak on your behalf here. Please forgive the rudeness.”

 

The man sitting beside Brody bowed his head politely.

 

“This is Marquis Broderick Lindbergh. And I am Lucas Warren, a knight who has sworn loyalty to the Marquis.”

 

“Don’t say such things… *sniff*… What meaning could a loyalty oath have in a world like this?”

 

Brody waved his hand dismissively, but Lucas slammed his hand on the table with a bang and clenched his fist.

 

“No matter how much of a country bumpkin knight I am from the sticks, I know this much! No matter how upside-down the world becomes, noblesse oblige, the spirit of nobility survives!”

 

His eyes were like fiercely burning flames.

 

“The Marquis could have just passed by someone like me in those ruins that day! No one would have said anything! But you still saved me. Without reason, without conditions, you extended your hand! In that moment I swore. I would risk my life for this person. Wherever this person goes, I would follow to the very end!”

 

When Lucas finished speaking, his eyes were tinged red.

 

Brody tried to say something to him but soon shut his mouth tight. It seemed his spirit had been drained, no, evaporated by Lucas’s fiery passion.

 

“I, *sob*, *sniff*. Nana, I’m actually…”

 

“No, I think I know without you saying. You’re a prince of the Kingdom.”

 

Nana cut off Sam’s words, who still hadn’t gotten over his tears. It was her way of being considerate toward Sam, who was wiping away tears and snot with a handkerchief and couldn’t speak properly while sniffling.

 

“Ah, so you’re the Your High-ness that Uncle Brody was looking for!”

 

Wina said cheerfully.

 

“Uncle kept talking about this person the whole way here, so I was curious what kind of person it was, but compared to what I thought… um… what was that word? I suddenly can’t remember?”

 

“Wi, Miss Wina! Aren’t you cold! You were in the rain for so long, you should warm up by the fireplace fire…”

 

“Ah! Dignity. No dignity!”

 

Lucas, sensing something, tried to get up and take Wina away, but Wina’s verbal assault on Sam was faster.

 

“I thought princes would be really dignified and handsome. That’s not the case either? Haha, this is funny.”

 

“What, what?! *Sniff*, hey! What’s wrong with me, *sob*, how am I!”

 

“You have goldfish eyes and you’re hopping around, so it’s even funnier. Your High-ness is a funny person.”

 

“This is because I was crying and I’m actually… No, why do I have to make such excuses?!”

 

“Y-Your Highness! I’m sorry. Actually, this child is from the Other Continent, so her Kingdom language is a bit clumsy! She absolutely didn’t intend to insult Your Highness!”

 

“Your High-ness, why make Uncle Brody uncomfortable? Your High-ness is angry so Uncle Brody is flustered.”

 

“It’s because of you!”

 

Sam felt truly wronged. The reunion with Brody was really joyful, but why did he have to get verbally beaten for no reason?

 

“Brody! Who is that kid? She’s not your hidden daughter, is she?”

 

“Look at you talking nonsense because you’re in a bad mood? That’s really something, picking on a kid. Hey, get it together!”

 

When Nana smacked the back of Sam’s head hard as he flailed in frustration, he immediately deflated as if he’d never been flailing at all.

 

Nana deliberately ignored Brody’s gaze, who was staring with his mouth agape in disbelief, and handed a mug to Wina, who was holding Tan-bbang.

 

“Wow-. What’s this? It smells heavenly.”

 

“It’s a drink called cocoa. I just made it so it’ll be hot, so blow on it while you drink.”

 

Tan-bbang, who was already looking uncomfortable, made a “grrowww” sound and moved away as soon as Wina took the mug.

 

“We didn’t have anything like this where I lived. Sister, are you a mage?”

 

“No, just an ordinary farmer. A farmer whose hobby is making things from what I harvest.”

 

Nana smiled while looking down at the mug, then raised her head to look at Wina.

 

“But how did you end up coming to this continent? Right now, travel between continents is almost completely cut off.”

 

“Um, I came to look for my dad. I got a letter saying he was on this continent. But right after I arrived, the world suddenly became strange, you know? But I still have to find my dad, so I was wandering around when I happened to meet Uncle Brody.”

 

“It’s true, Nana. While passing through a ruined village, I came across Wina alone. I just couldn’t pass by leaving such a young child in a world like this. So I brought her along.”

 

“Right, right. I’m not a suspicious person. I have a good sense of smell, so I guided Uncle Brody and Uncle Lucas all the way here!”

 

Wina confidently puffed out her chest and put both hands on her hips.

 

‘Like a puppy being praised.’

 

That thought occurred to Nana without her realizing it.

 

* * *

 

‘Thank goodness the people lurking around the village were Uncle Brody’s group.’

 

Having finished her shower, Nana let out a sigh of relief while toweling her hair. What if it had been a group of raiders?

 

No matter how much she was with Ishanka, if they had been hostile, she couldn’t have just retreated. Then she would have had to respond in kind.

 

Surviving was important, but seeing someone get hurt or die before her eyes was something she couldn’t get used to, no matter how ruined the world was.

 

But a moment later.

 

A problem she had forgotten struck her like lightning.

 

Nana immediately turned around and called Sam and Ishanka back to the dining room.

 

“How should we hide the fact that there are zombies here so that rumors spread that we handled the situation well?”

 

Nana said solemnly with a serious expression, resting her chin on her clasped hands.

 

The moment Nana brought up the topic, Ishanka immediately understood what she was trying to say, but there was one person who didn’t understand.

 

“Why the zombies?”

 

“Don’t you remember what your reaction was when you first saw the zombies working?”

 

Sam’s face crumpled. Right. If you forgot that commotion, you wouldn’t be human.

 

“Where are those zombies now?”

 

“I didn’t want to make them work even on a rainy day, so I drove them into the Eastern Forest.”

 

“Then can’t you just keep hiding them? No, before that, what’s the reason you need to hide them?”

 

“Why hide them, you ask. You also had a fit when you first saw the zombie workers. That’s why even now you still don’t go near the farm and only stay in the warehouse.”

 

When Sam shut his mouth tight, Nana continued.

 

“You’re like that, so is there any guarantee that people coming for the first time won’t be the same?”

 

“…Then what if we cover their faces with cloth or something?”

 

“You think dozens of people all working with their faces covered wouldn’t be suspicious? What if that cloth gets torn off? Then it becomes even more difficult to explain.”

 

When Sam couldn’t say anything with his mouth half open, Nana pressed her forehead.

 

How on earth did this guy get into the academy? Wasn’t that a place where only geniuses gathered?

 

She thought that with three people together, a better solution would emerge, but it only made her head hurt more.

 

Then Sam tilted his head and asked.

 

“But I’m really curious about this – why go to such lengths to hide it? It’s not black magic, it’s an ability given by god, right? Can’t you just show it to people?”

 

From Sam’s perspective, it didn’t make sense. It wasn’t a loophole but a legitimate ability permitted by god, so why try to hide it so thoroughly?

 

The answer to that came unexpectedly from Ishanka.

 

“Let me give you an example. Suppose you had a special ability to make 100 loaves of bread a day. Only you can use that ability. You’d be happy about it and give out bread to people one by one, and people would be grateful and joyful. How would that make you feel?”

 

“Good. I’d be proud if people liked the ability I have.”

 

“Right. But as time passes, people will start taking that ability for granted. And eventually they’ll start getting angry, asking why there are only 100 loaves. When they start ignoring the limits of your ability and demanding you make even more, how would you feel then?”

 

“…By that point, I’d probably wish I had hidden my ability from the beginning.”

 

As he spoke those words, Sam realized something.

 

That revealing you have a special ability doesn’t always lead to good things.

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