Was Happy Being a Despised F-Rank Healer, You Know? - Chapter 21

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3. Baridegi’s Domain (4)

The figure standing before me was not clear.

Only the hem of cloth was visible, and its face was shrouded in mist.

“It’s okay to rest for a while.”

When did I hear that voice? It seemed like it was before the possession.

It wasn’t that long ago, so why can’t I remember?

I tried to take a step back, but my knees wouldn’t obey.

I felt my body sinking downward.

Even knowing that sitting down would be the end, I felt the urge to sit.

‘Great potion maker.’

I recalled those words again, but my heart didn’t respond.

It was strange.

Those words were certainly the direction I had chosen, but now they couldn’t hold me up.

Scenes emerged from within the mist.

The laboratory.

People lying sick in bed.

Faces catching their breath after drinking potions.

Those scenes were familiar and safe, as if I had seen them once before.

So they became an excuse that it was okay not to move forward anymore.

“You’re already doing well enough now.”

The figure extended its hand toward me.

The hand looked warm.

If I took it, my thoughts would seem to stop.

If they stopped, I wouldn’t have to worry anymore.

I gritted my teeth.

I didn’t take the hand.

Instead, I shook my head.

“No.”

My voice trembled, but it was clear.

“That’s not enough.”

The mist rippled for a moment.

The figure’s hand touched my wrist.

The moment it touched, memories poured out.

The school training grounds.

The dungeon alarm that had suddenly sounded.

Screams.

Scenes that had repeated countless times in the original story overlapped.

Many people from this school had died.

That tragedy was a device to awaken the protagonist.

I knew that fact.

That’s why it was even more painful.

‘Do so many really have to die?’

That question pierced my heart.

I couldn’t breathe.

My vision blurred.

Then, another wish came to mind.

It was very intense.

More direct and heavier than becoming a great potion maker.

The kids had to live.

The people of this school had to survive.

I hoped that tragedy would become a wall to overcome, not material for awakening.

“May I be able to save more people.”

At that moment, the density of the mist changed.

The comfort disappeared, and the texture of the path was revealed.

The figure’s hand gripped my wrist tightly.

“That way is dangerous.”

For the first time, there was emotion mixed in those words.

I shook off the hand.

“I still have to go.”

When the hand fell away, the figure no longer followed.

I walked toward the place where my wish could reach.

My steps were heavy, but my direction was clear.

The mist parted, and a door appeared ahead.

This time it was an exit.

This time I didn’t hesitate.

When I passed through the door, the space changed.

It was the dungeon boss’s chamber.

A low resonance filled the room.

Voices flowed together in layers.

Injustice.

Resentment.

Abandonment.

Stories that had disappeared without names were soaked into the walls.

Even while listening to those sounds, I didn’t let go of my wish.

May I be able to save more people.

That hope didn’t waver.

In the center of the room, a figure was positioned.

Only then did I realize that the figure was simply a shadow. Whose shadow could it be? Before I could ask, the shadow spoke.

“You have passed the test.”

The voice was low and composed.

The figure raised its hand and held out an object.

It appeared to be an ordinary bowl.

It had no decoration and no light.

“It is the Nameless Bowl.”

As those words ended, the bowl settled into my hands.

It was neither cold nor warm.

Only the sensation of emptiness was clear.

At that moment, cheers erupted from within the earring.

[This is mine! Say it’s mine!]

Erich was cheering.

I couldn’t help but laugh at that sound.

I felt the facial muscles that had been stiff with tension relax.

“Alright, alright.”

[Really? It’s a promise! You promised!]

Erich repeated the same words several times.

It was rare for a magic sword to show desire so openly.

It meant this bowl was that important to Erich. I know the reason. I came here thinking about that in the first place.

‘An ego sword’s soul also becomes heavy when resentment deepens, right?’

The boss’s form was quietly looking down at that scene.

The resonance of the space that had been steeped in resentment and grudges was gradually subsiding.

The figure looked at the nameless vessel I was holding and spoke.

“This is not an item for the living.”

Those words sounded like both a warning and an explanation.

“This vessel is meant to contain the names of the dead.”

“It has no effect on the living.”

I nodded my head.

And I smiled.

The corners of my mouth naturally turned upward.

“I never intended to keep it for myself if I obtained it anyway.”

At those words, the Boss’s Form paused for a moment.

That silence was close to surprise.

I placed my hand on my earring.

It was an earring that was always cold and had a blood-red color.

It was the place where Erich resided.

“Erich.”

When I called his name, I felt an excited presence from inside my ear.

[Quickly. Quickly.]

I brought the nameless vessel to the earring.

At that moment, the vessel disappeared without a sound.

It neither shattered nor melted away.

As if it had never been there from the beginning, it vanished without a trace.

At the same time, the color of the earring changed.

The blood-red light gradually faded, and purple began to seep in.

It was a dark and deep purple.

I held my breath and watched the transformation.

[It’s done.]

Erich’s voice was much more stable than before.

The excitement had subsided, and satisfaction remained.

[I feel like I could fly.]

The Boss’s Form quietly nodded.

“The last room remains.”

When I nodded, the figure seemed to smile briefly.

“Do you know? That we have been waiting for you.”

What?

But before I could ask back, the boundaries of the room began to blur.

The resonance of resentment and grudges had completely subsided, and the space gave a feeling of being organized.

I didn’t stay any longer.

Whatever the meaning of those last words was, I had obtained what I sought.

The next moment, I was standing outside the Dungeon.

Cold night air brushed against my face.

The moonlight was still dim, and the Open Field looked no different from before.

I looked down at my hands, but nothing was held in them.

Hyun I-seo and Lee Hae-sol both looked at me with puzzlement at the same time.

Both exhaled a beat late.

Seeing their expressions, I smiled brightly.

“It was a bust.”

Those words were thrown out casually.

As if I were truly someone who had gained nothing.

Hyun I-seo pressed his forehead and sighed.

“You’re really reckless.”

Lee Hae-sol also let out a long breath.

“Still, I’m glad you came back.”

Those words contained sincerity.

We returned together.

The farther we got from the Dungeon, the fainter the sensation of the Eerie Shadow became.

When the Dormitory came into view, Lee Hae-sol asked carefully.

“You’re going again.”

I thought for a moment.

I felt the stable presence of purple light transmitted from the earring.

“Probably.”

I nodded.

“It seems like the last one, so I’ll give it a try.”

By the way, the skill from those three gold coins this time was a one-time teleportation.

A transferable teleportation.

“I don’t think I’ll have occasion to use it though.”

“Huh? What did you say?”

“Nothing, Hae-sol.”

If I have a teleportation skill, it seems like an incident requiring exactly that kind of skill would occur.

But that’s probably just my imagination.

***

When visiting for the third time, the situation was a little different from the start.

According to the original plan, only the three of us—Hyun I-seo, Lee Hae-sol, and I—needed to move.

But just before departure, Yuhan Seong said he would come along.

“I heard from Lee Hae-sol. Instead of a rope, if I hold onto you with my skill, it would be much safer.”

Strangely, at that moment, I couldn’t find words to refuse. When he said he would come along, I felt a strange sense of security rather than burden first.

“Thank you.”

In addition to that, a completely unexpected person got involved.

It was Gong Seo-yun.

He was someone who perfectly fit the description of a cheerful guy, the type who could lighten the atmosphere no matter who he was with.

Seeing us gathered together, he approached with a smile.

“What’s this, a night stroll?”

His tone was so natural that no one could immediately deny it.

“Can I join too?”

It was more of a declaration than a request.

Hyun I-seo frowned, and Lee Hae-sol glanced at me briefly.

I shrugged my shoulders.

I couldn’t think of any particular reason to stop him.

Rather, the thought crossed my mind that having more people might be less dangerous this time.

Gong Seo-yun, perhaps reading the subtle atmosphere, didn’t ask further and naturally joined us.

And behind him, Yu Hee was quietly following along.

Without the others knowing.

Her presence was so faint that even I only noticed it much later through Erich.

True to her character who always lingered around in the original work, her presence wasn’t excessive.

Our eyes met briefly, but she smiled and pretended not to know.

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