Ch.105105. Savior
by fnovelpia
I never expected that Divine Power, the most recently acquired among my abilities, would be the first to reach SS rank.
My Divine Power, which was at 20, increased to 50 upon reaching SS rank, and with the addition of 100 from the holy ring, it became 150.
With this much, I felt confident using healing skills freely. My Divine Power recovery rate had also increased to 15 per minute, allowing me to use healing skills three times every minute.
Of course, all of this was before I attempted to save Kelin’s father.
I didn’t think it would be impossible, but since it wasn’t 100% guaranteed, I was still a bit nervous.
In the large room of the penthouse, Kelin’s father lay on a spacious bed. He looked like a typical American—a well-built man with blonde hair. Even with a respirator on, his handsome face could easily be mistaken for that of a middle-aged actor.
“Wow. Your father is really handsome. He looks like he’s in his forties.”
“He is still in his forties.”
“Oh!”
Kim Sujeong and the interpreter had stepped back a bit.
Kelin approached her father, who had half-opened, unfocused eyes, and took his hand.
Clay didn’t translate what Kelin was saying to her father.
I also moved closer to Kelin’s side.
When Kelin slightly moved aside, I sat down and looked him over.
He didn’t appear particularly sick on the outside.
If he weren’t wearing a respirator, I might have thought he was just sleeping. His eyes were half-open in a drowsy state.
Not that I could tell much by looking anyway.
I could just use the purification skill right away, but with everyone watching, I placed my hand on Kelin’s father’s head to make it look like I was putting in more effort.
If they suspected I wasn’t trying hard enough, I might not get paid if I happened to fail.
I pretended to chant some incantations.
“Father, please wake up. Then I can become Kelin’s husband.”
The life-saving benefactor.
The prince on a white horse who saved her father.
It felt a bit odd to think of myself as a “prince on a white horse” when Kelin herself was white, but I had indeed compared Kelin’s charms to Seo Hyoju’s while on the private jet.
I am, after all, just a man.
I even daydreamed about which woman would be better to have children with.
“…”
But while I was muttering these things in Korean, I wondered if it was just my imagination that Kelin’s father’s eyes seemed to turn toward me.
His eyes were so unfocused that it was probably just my misunderstanding, but I put aside the unnecessary nonsense and used my skill.
Woong—
If healing is a pure white light, purification is a green light that reminds one of fresh nature.
The light permeated, and Kelin’s father’s body glowed with a green light.
Not even his breathing could be heard.
I could almost see how desperately Kelin was praying beside me.
Her feelings reached me, and I prayed along with her.
This was all I could do.
If whatever “mana disease” this was fell under “all diseases,” it would be cured; if not, we’d unfortunately have to find another solution.
I wasn’t sure how to treat an illness that even an SSS+ level purification couldn’t cure.
As the light faded…
“Huff.”
The chest of Kelin’s father, who had been lying as if dead, rose and fell, and the sound of oxygen flowing through the respirator could be heard.
His expression became peaceful, and his half-open, unfocused eyes were now gently closed.
His complexion had also improved—I hadn’t noticed at first, but after using the skill, a healthy redness had returned.
I had thought he was just naturally pale because he was white, but that wasn’t it.
His body, which had been stiff as wood, now relaxed comfortably into the bed.
Kelin took her father’s hand with trembling fingers.
Clay had also approached and was watching.
“It’s warm…”
Kelin said, looking at Clay.
She seemed to understand a bit of Korean.
And a moment later…
Kelin’s father opened his eyes.
His gaze turned toward us.
“Kelin… Clay…”
Kelin’s father, who had been caressing his daughters’ hands, sat up.
He removed the respirator himself and took a deep breath.
He said something to me that I couldn’t understand.
Kelin said something, and Clay nodded while saying something else.
I wondered if I should learn language skills.
Language abilities do exist in the Farming World.
When dealing with NPCs or slaves, language is automatically unified, so I never felt the need to learn, though I would eventually learn language skills to communicate with monsters—I just never expected to feel the need so acutely here.
It’s quite frustrating not being able to understand what they’re saying.
Still, they seemed to be sharing tears of joy at their family reunion rather than talking behind my back.
“Thank you. We’ll need tests to confirm, but father says he feels completely healed.”
“That’s great.”
I discreetly moved my hand with the holy ring behind my back.
If he says he feels better, it’s safe to assume the purification skill worked well.
That means this holy ring is now mine.
So now begins the real negotiation.
In my view, this ring is an SS-grade item with excellent options, a treasure whose value is incalculable.
While there wouldn’t be many hunters interested in buying it since it’s a special item that only benefits a very small number of healers, that doesn’t diminish its value as a precious item.
So my feelings might change between entering and leaving the bathroom, so to speak.
Kelin, as an SS-grade hunter, seemed like a trustworthy person.
Perhaps my expression gave me away.
“Don’t worry. We’re not the kind of people who repay kindness with enmity. You can keep wearing the ring. We just want confirmation from the doctor. Would you be able to stay the night?”
“Here?”
“The lower floor is for guests.”
“Have a good time.”
To be honest, if I had serious doubts about their trustworthiness, I wouldn’t have come this far.
Having witnessed everything and told no lies, there seemed no reason to suspect they would try to withhold the reward.
Still, you never know what’s in someone’s heart until you see it, so some caution was warranted.
Besides, I was confident regardless of what might happen.
If things seemed dangerous, I could always log into the farm with Kim Sujeong from right here.
Clay guided us to the lower floors, leaving Kelin and her father to their conversation.
That floor was also converted into a complete residence, giving it the feel of a mansion no less impressive than the penthouse.
It had everything one could need, including a resident chef and housekeeper.
“These staff members leave at 10 PM. If you need anything, just let them know, and they’ll prepare it for you. After 10, you can use this pad to call, and staff from upstairs will come down. Have a pleasant day, and I’ll see you tomorrow morning.”
We had departed yesterday evening, arrived this morning, and after various treatments and such, it was now lunchtime.
“Oppa, you know what’s really cool?”
“What?”
“We left yesterday evening and arrived this morning, right? But with the 14-hour time difference, we basically got here in just 2 hours!”
“…”
Looking at the clock, it was true that New York time was 14 hours earlier, so not much time had passed.
“That’s awesome. So even if we stay a few more days…”
“Won’t things normalize when we go back?”
“…Maybe I should live here forever.”
The view of New York visible from the living room gave me a distinctly “American” feeling.
For someone like me who had mostly lived indoors playing games, it was hard to explain what felt “American” about it, but since Farming World was partly a farm management and SimCity-like game, I had seen various conceptual cities and countries.
“Oppa, let’s go out. We’re in New York, we have to visit Times Square!”
“You go by yourself.”
“Should I? I guess I don’t really need to go with you.”
When she spoke to someone in the house, not Clay but another interpreter/guide came down.
“Hello. May I guide you?”
“Oh, of course. Please take care of me.”
Kim Sujeong left, and I lounged around in the living room.
New York was impressive, and this was my first trip abroad, but I wasn’t the type to wander around enjoying American culture.
I was content just to say I’d been here.
I’d casually observe and memorize what I saw.
If there were any nice concepts, I thought about incorporating them into the Rift Dimension.
Still, since I was in America, I decided to eat American food.
“Please bring me the most famous steak and hamburger in New York.”
As someone who had saved an SS-grade hunter’s father, I figured this level of demanding behavior was acceptable.
Less than an hour after ordering, a hot steak with sides and a hamburger were served.
“Money is good indeed.”
While I was enjoying my meal, Kelin came down.
With a tearful expression.
Her urgent face made me instinctively hide my hand behind my back.
Had something gone wrong?
Even in that moment, I couldn’t help but think how beautiful she looked with that tearful expression.
“…Huh?”
Then Kelin rushed forward and embraced me.
“Thank you.”
I felt relieved as I heard her express gratitude in broken Korean.
“This debt. I will never forget and will repay it for life.”
But wait… her Korean was awkward, but at this level, didn’t she understand Korean?
My mind flashed back to what I had said before the treatment.
Judging by her lack of reaction then, she probably dismissed it as nonsense.
I patted the tearful Kelin and spoke.
To ensure accurate communication, I addressed Clay, who had come down after her.
“Let’s draw up an item transfer contract or some kind of written agreement, shall we?”
Got to make sure everything’s in order.
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