Was Happy Being a Despised F-Rank Healer, You Know? - Chapter 101

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14. I Was Happy Being a Despised F-Rank Healer? (10)

The Festival Dungeon is D-rank.

The only D-rank dungeon among the Academy’s internal dungeons that are entirely filled with C-rank and above.

A blessed dungeon with vast plazas, harmless nature from the Other World, and harmless animals.

The random reward system that enables treasure hunt-like content is still active, and the second boss room—where new plays are constantly performed on a theater stage, and you pass by clapping enthusiastically!—was also a peaceful space.

There is a labyrinth in the final boss room that shouldn’t be touched, but that area is thoroughly sealed, so even someone with the Principal’s level of skill cannot go there.

And above all, the greatest advantage of this dungeon and the decisive reason why Narin Academy was built where this dungeon exists?

‘Because dungeons of D-rank and below are randomly generated within the D-rank dungeon.’

A dungeon within a dungeon.

In other words, this D-rank dungeon ‘Sinmyeong’ where the festival is held was a peaceful goldmine containing loads of lower-rank dungeons.

Of course, no active Hunters bothered to clear those lower-rank dungeons.

The rewards were meaningless, and they only consumed time.

They were for students to occasionally run through for fun, for dungeon experience.

And due to the influence of the Annihilation Dungeon, one of those D-ranks changes grade and causes a monster wave when it can’t be cleared—that’s the incident that occurs in the festival episode.

‘So many people die in that episode.’

Even if you survive there, the Annihilation Dungeon with the young king as boss awaits.

In the original work, Yuhan Seong tries to clear the D-rank dungeon within this festival the moment it changes to S-rank, but fails.

Because he discovered an anomaly from the sealed labyrinth dungeon side.

A presence that felt more threatening than even an S-rank dungeon.

Because of that, Yuhan Seong briefly left his position, and when he returned without any significant gains, the festival had already become chaos.

‘Yuhan Seong wouldn’t ignore that enormous presence.’

No matter how much strange reputation I’ve built up to seem knowledgeable about clearing strategies, he wouldn’t listen to me in the face of that presence.

Why not just not go to the festival?

I think that would be better too.

If I get seriously injured there, an even worse disaster than in the original would occur.

‘My blood would act as bait and make the monsters go even more berserk.’

But I’ve now come to understand the value of my potions better.

And I also knew that among those who died right after the disaster, many died because there weren’t enough healers.

So, what I need to do now until the festival is.

“Wait. The knife is…”

I finished making potions after a long time and had time left over.

I succeeded in creating the waterproof potion I was trying to develop faster than expected, and I had enough potions made for selling.

I was going to go to the infirmary to sell potions a bit early, but changed my mind.

Thinking about the Festival Dungeon, it was better to try it even a day sooner.

‘Heal.’

The reason I hadn’t tried using the heal skill even once despite all the dangerous situations so far was because of bad luck.

[Character Profile]

[‘Jin Hali’

– Unlucky Extra (A): If you have one lucky day, the remaining 364 days are unlucky! Wishes generally come true in reverse.

– Healer (F): Heals shallow wounds.]

In the original work, the word ‘bad luck’ has a very ambiguous yet definite influence.

It was unrelated to Yuhan Seong’s party, but there’s something called a bad luck stat that causes things like health not recovering when entering certain dungeons, or strangely becoming the target of irregular dungeons.

Since bad luck stats were either only visible to the person themselves or became traits that weren’t visible at all, they didn’t catch Yuhan Seong’s eye either.

And once you reach A-rank or above, you receive the strong influence of good luck but hardly receive the influence of bad luck.

That’s based on what an extra said in the latter part of the original work.

Yuhan Seong had dismissed it as nonsense.

But later it was revealed in the Final Dungeon that those words were true.

But Jin Hali was a character who had bad luck loaded as a passive.

F-ranks are strongly affected by bad luck because they have too little mana, and in such cases, rather than getting involved in big incidents, they more often die easily from small matters.

But right now I’m not in a situation where I’d die easily from small matters.

‘So it manifests as inevitably getting involved in big incidents.’

Still, I’ve already overcome bad luck once.

Only when it comes to potion making, though.

So I probably could have done heal too if I tried hard enough.

If only it wasn’t this kind of heal.

[Exclusive Skill]

– Reverse Heal (F): Absorbs the bad luck of the affected area to miraculously revive it. Intermittently receives the blessing of an Otherworldly Deity.

Can be used three times per day. Activation command ‘Heal’.]

I’m already unlucky enough, and now I have to absorb bad luck too?

No matter how ambiguous and minor the mechanism of this bad luck application was, the burden and unpleasantness were unavoidable.

And look.

At all the dungeons I’ve been involved with so far.

You could say I experienced them by stepping forward myself, but it didn’t flow that way just from my choices alone.

Even after clearing them, if my friends hadn’t protected me, I would have already been dragged to the research lab.

Just looking at how peculiar the potions are.

“…”

Right, thinking about that peculiarity made it even harder to use the heal skill.

If potions that mix not just mana but other things together have such strange effects, what about skills that directly manifest mana?

I was afraid it might be special, and that the specialness might be something I couldn’t handle.

I’m already walking a tightrope hiding that I’m bait, so I couldn’t increase my secrets any more…

‘But I can’t delay it any longer.’

The dungeons that Yuhan Seong could handle leisurely are over.

The results of the dungeons that will explode from now on will vary depending on how much Yuhan Seong has grown his party.

And whatever result comes, there will be many casualties.

Having a heal skill but keeping quiet because of uncertain anxiety was no longer acceptable behavior.

But since I’m still anxious, should I experiment on my own body first?

“Ugh.”

I cut my forearm with the knife.

When I saw it in movies, the protagonist did it with barely any change in expression, but it’s not something you can just do like that.

I suppressed my groan as much as possible while drawing blood, then brought my other trembling hand close to hover over the wound.

And just as I was about to shout ‘Heal’.

“What are you doing?”

When I quickly looked up, Gong Seo-yun was leaning against the doorway.

“Hali. What are you doing right now?”

Calling me in a voice I’d never heard before.

“Seo-yun. Isn’t it training time right now?”

“Because of burns.”

“Ah, a potion? Here, take this, ah.”

“Don’t move.”

Gong Seo-yun, who had approached at some point, caught my arm as I tried to move.

“I can find where they are with my eyes closed now.”

So, he added, tilting his head.

“Don’t avoid it. Did I see correctly just now? You were cutting your own forearm with your own hand.”

I knew that saying ‘I needed a wound’ would sound strange.

When I couldn’t organize an answer momentarily and frowned slightly, Gong Seo-yun gently loosened his grip on my arm.

“It hurts, doesn’t it? If it hurts, why would you do something like that?”

“I was doing it to practice.”

I barely managed to collect myself and answered.

“Practice?”

“Yeah. Heal practice.”

“You’re practicing heal? You, Hali? Why?”

I smiled awkwardly at his gaze that seemed to say, you’re a healer who doesn’t need healing.

“The dungeon instability seems unusual.”

“….”

“Potions are….”

I glanced toward where I kept my potions stored with a troubled smile.

“Once they’re all used up, it definitely takes time to make more.”

“…That’s true, but.”

“So when they run out completely, I….”

“You were practicing so you wouldn’t be a burden? Is that it?”

Gong Seo-yun smiled more brightly than ever.

As if he had heard something incredibly joyful.

But he looked angry.

He put my arm down and went to the shelf where daily potions were displayed, bringing back a basic potion.

The light particles in the potion caught my eye.

He opened the cap and carefully poured it on my wound.

“That….”

“I know you can apply it. But it hurts when you touch it, right?”

It was the first time I’d seen the usually cheerful Gong Seo-yun speak with such a cold tone.

“You’re angry.”

“Wouldn’t you be angry too? Imagine coming to my room one day and finding me cutting my forearm with a knife.”

His tone was strangely more blunt than usual too.

“Sorry.”

“What are you sorry for.”

“I showed you something unsightly. Ugh.”

“I saw that because I came into the Manufacturing Room, so it’s not your fault.”

“Hmm. Don’t tell me you got hurt?”

“Why are you adding ‘don’t tell me’ to that!”

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