Was Happy Being a Despised F-Rank Healer, You Know? - Chapter 34

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6. Shadow of the Dragon (3)

 

The aftermath of the Crescent Dungeon still lingered everywhere.

 

People’s voices seemed to have quieted down by about half.

 

No one spoke loudly and even their footsteps were cautious.

 

I heard that some of the students who returned were still resting in the recovery room, and that a major investigation was underway regarding the phenomenon of it suddenly becoming S-rank.

 

The Blue Dragon Dungeon would probably break out before that investigation was finished.

 

I slowly walked toward the recovery room.

 

There were several students waiting in front of the door.

 

It wasn’t an intensive care unit, but the atmosphere was such that they were only letting a few people in at a time.

 

If too many people went in at once, it would be mentally more exhausting.

 

When the door opened, the scent of medicinal herbs wafted out lightly from inside.

 

I quietly greeted them, gave the health teacher some C-rank items like mental barrier potions and detox potions, and came out.

 

When I came outside, I saw two guild members who had come as support during the last Crescent incident writing something on paper in one side of the hallway.

 

“This Crescent S-rank dungeon… should we say the damage was minimal?”

 

“It’s not just minimal. There were no casualties.”

 

“Was there something?”

 

“I don’t know. Maybe we were lucky. There’s talk that it was thanks to potions, but it can’t be such a simple reason.”

 

Hearing that, I just thought we were really lucky.

 

When I came outside the building, the wind was a bit cold.

 

I rubbed my arms and exhaled.

 

At that moment, I saw Yuhan Seong and Hae-sol sitting face to face again on a bench in the distance.

 

Hae-sol had his head down with a blanket draped over him, and Yuhan Seong had one arm resting on the back of the bench while quietly explaining something.

 

I couldn’t hear their conversation exactly, but I could tell from the atmosphere alone.

 

The two of them would likely start training together separately from now on.

 

‘Originally, it’s Han Seong who lifts up Hae-sol when he collapses from trauma at this time.’

 

Fortunately, Hae-sol’s condition wasn’t as serious as in the original work.

 

I slowly moved my steps.

 

I thought it was good that the two were getting closer.

 

Originally, the flow of them moving together was a natural structure anyway.

 

It wasn’t a part for me to interfere with either.

 

Now the Crescent was over, and there would be some time until the next dungeon.

 

I needed to practice making potions more during that time.

 

I took a small breath, feeling as if the familiar scent of medicinal herbs was coming from my fingertips.

 

***

 

A few days later.

 

When I stopped grinding with the mortar, the door opened quietly. I could see several healers from other grades who were making preparations together glancing toward the door.

 

But I felt like I knew who had entered without turning around.

 

“Hali.”

 

Yuhan Seong’s voice was low and steady as always.

 

I slowly raised my head.

 

“Yeah.”

 

“If it’s okay, let’s talk for a moment.”

 

That tone sounded like someone who wanted to help but didn’t know how to bring it up.

 

I didn’t think Yuhan Seong was originally quite like this tone.

 

I took a sip of water and sat down in a chair.

 

“What about?”

 

“About Hae-sol.”

 

I quietly took a breath.

 

“Are you asking how his condition looks?”

 

“That too.”

 

Yuhan Seong didn’t even sit down and leaned lightly against the wall next to the workbench.

 

“He seems like he’ll be okay.”

 

Yuhan Seong slowly nodded his head in response.

 

“That’s a relief.”

 

“Were you worried?”

 

“Yesterday he looked… a bit pale.”

 

Yuhan Seong was silent for a moment.

 

Then he spoke very quietly.

 

“You know that Lee Hae-sol trusts you the most, right?”

 

Of course I knew, but having someone say it out loud like this felt different.

 

Yuhan Seong let out a small breath.

 

“It looks like we’ll be training together from now on. If it’s okay, I’d like you to join us too.”

 

“Hmm?”

 

I blinked.

 

“…Me too?”

 

“Yeah. You too. You need to prepare for the next dungeon too, don’t you.”

 

If it’s the next dungeon.

 

“The finals.”

 

Actually, it’s not the finals but Blue Dragon before that, which he would know about, but since it’s normal for me not to know, I nodded.

 

If, if it becomes like this, it’s a bit.

 

‘Am I going to become a party member at this rate?’

 

Not just rolling with my hands but with my whole body!

 

I drank water to regain a sense of reality.

 

And I calmly asked for now.

 

“What’s the training menu?”

 

“Basic physical fitness, mana circulation, and position coordination.”

 

“I don’t have a position.”

 

“You do, why wouldn’t you.”

 

Yuhan Seong said very firmly.

 

“Most recovery potion makers only do production, they can’t provide support during combat. But you seem to both make them and understand the field situation well.”

 

“How do you know that?”

 

“I didn’t see it myself, but there was once when that blue notebook of yours was open. I saw it partially then. Sorry.”

 

“Oh, um. It’s okay.”

 

Since you were looking anyway, why didn’t you look at everything related to Blue Dragon Dungeon?

 

Those words came up to my throat but I held back.

 

“From a team perspective, that’s a role with a much broader scope than a supporter.”

 

I was at a loss for words.

 

I didn’t expect to receive such an evaluation.

 

I thought I was just barely managing to make potions.

 

Yuhan Seong turned his gaze and pointed to the door.

 

“It would be reassuring to have you there.”

 

What was it, I didn’t know why those words hit my heart with such a thump.

 

“That’s…”

 

I quietly touched my fingers.

 

“Okay. I understand.”

 

Only then did Yuhan Seong soften his expression a little.

 

“Good. Then come out to the side of the playground at three in the afternoon.”

 

“Got it!”

 

When he was about to leave the Manufacturing Room, I called out lightly.

 

“Yuhan Seong.”

 

“Yeah.”

 

“Take good care of Hae-sol.”

 

Yuhan Seong closed his eyes very briefly, then opened them and spoke in a somewhat blunt tone.

 

“I will.”

 

After the door closed, the Manufacturing Room became quiet again.

 

I looked down at my hands.

 

Powder from the mortar was still stuck to my fingers.

 

For some reason, it felt like my heart was slowly sinking.

 

***

 

Around three in the afternoon, I was standing on the auxiliary track next to the playground.

 

The sunlight was slanting, casting long shadows.

 

Students were passing by sporadically, but most seemed to deliberately avoid looking this way.

 

In the center of the playground, upperclassmen were training.

 

Some students were warming up and joking around with each other, but the overall atmosphere was heavy.

 

I touched my ear once.

 

I could quietly sense Erich’s presence.

 

[Are you nervous?]

 

“Me? You?”

 

[You.]

 

“I’m just the same as usual.”

 

[Yes, that’s how you look, which is strange.]

 

“That’s better.”

 

Being nervous wasn’t good.

 

When you’re nervous, you stand out more for no reason, and when you stand out, you get remembered unnecessarily.

 

That wasn’t the direction I wanted.

 

After a moment, Yuhan Seong walked toward the track.

 

His steps were no different from usual, but his breathing seemed a little deeper.

 

Hae-sol was following behind him.

 

Hae-sol’s face still didn’t look completely recovered.

 

I could sense that particular air of someone who hadn’t slept much at night.

 

Even so, his steps weren’t unsteady.

 

“You’re here.”

 

Yuhan Seong stopped in front of me.

 

“Yeah.”

 

“Are you feeling okay?”

 

“I’m fine.”

 

Hae-sol stood next to me and greeted me quietly.

 

“Hali.”

 

“Hae-sol.”

 

I smiled at him.

 

Hae-sol’s eyes wavered for a moment, then found stability.

 

“We won’t overdo it today.”

 

Yuhan Seong briefly explained today’s training content.

 

“Just basic physical condition check and mana circulation check. Lee Hae-sol will focus on preventing overload because of yesterday’s incident, and Hali, let’s check your remaining mana and recovery flow together.”

 

I nodded.

 

That kind of role was actually familiar to me.

 

Since I usually checked mana flow when making potions, checking other people’s conditions wasn’t difficult.

 

When the three of us moved to the edge of the track, several people glanced over from a distance.

 

“Those three are training together.”

 

“It’s the Lunar Halo party.”

 

“There’s even an F-rank mixed in.”

 

The words from afar weren’t meant to be heard openly, but they weren’t exactly being hidden either.

 

I didn’t react at all.

 

This level of murmuring was normal.

 

Besides, when an F-rank is involved, most interest disappears soon enough.

 

That was for the best.

 

“Let’s start with warming up.”

 

Yuhan Seong said.

 

“One light lap.”

 

While the three of us ran one lap around the track, I deliberately didn’t pick up much speed.

 

I maintained just enough pace to not get out of breath.

 

Hae-sol’s breathing got a little heavy around the middle, but he didn’t break his pace until the end.

 

After completing one lap, Yuhan Seong checked his wristwatch.

 

“Not bad. This is pretty good for your current condition.”

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