Three days after the end of the Jeju Island incident.

    When Eunha opened her eyes, she was in the intensive care unit for the awakened patients at Seoul Metropolitan Hospital.

    It was surprising that he recovered to the point of regaining consciousness in just three days after sustaining such serious injuries. Was it because he had briefly stepped into the realm of power and then withdrew?

    Through the girl’s blurry vision, she could see cream-colored walls and ivory curtains.

    The girl could easily tell that she was lying in a hospital room because of the disinfectant-like smell that she could smell in her hazy consciousness.

    In the suffocating silence, only the sound of the humidifier running filled the empty space.

    Eunha tried to get up, but soon gave up. She felt a pain as if her joints were being stabbed all over her body, and the pain in her shoulder, side, and thigh where the hole had been made was especially intense.

    I couldn’t tell how much time had passed, but it seemed like I still had difficulty moving.

    My consciousness is gradually becoming clearer. How much time has passed? How did the fight go? What happened to Jeju Island?

    More than that, the first thought that Galaxy had was concern for the universe.

    Is your sister okay? What about Mr. Chanseop?

    I looked around briefly, but all I could see was myself.

    For a moment, she felt scared. No, it’ll be okay. Eunha calmly consoled herself.

    Before the girl arrived at the hospital and received treatment, she repeatedly regained consciousness and then fainted again.

    I came to my senses only for a moment, and even then, my memories were patchy and fragmented, but I clearly remembered everything from being carried on the back of my fellow uncle who had fought alongside me, to the hand of the universe that I had been holding tightly. I also remembered that my sister had been taken to a different operating room.

    Galaxy took a deep breath, then exhaled. It would be okay. No, it had to be okay.

    If there were no galaxies, the universe would be empty, but if there were no universes, there would be no galaxies.

    After she had collected her wits and calmed her mind, what came over her was a terrible sense of loneliness and solitude. She was in pain and suffering, but being alone made her feel sad.

    Eun-ha suddenly missed Shi-hyuk. And Grandpa Gong, who had always cared for her.

    After spending some time watching the dripping drops of IV drip from the IV tube in her arm, Eunha suddenly noticed that there was a lot of noise outside.

    They were talking about something, but rather than speaking in a quiet tone, it seemed as if they were forcing themselves to lower their voices.

    “Mr. Craven. No matter how close you are, it is bad to go back and forth between the Awakened Patient Treatment Rooms like this. This area is the Intensive Care Unit. There are still patients receiving treatment… ”

    “I know, I know. Don’t be noisy. I’m just delivering what I have to deliver and that’s it.”

    “Still… . No, bringing personal items into the treatment room is-”

    “fuck. I’m not a [villain] or anything. I even used my [cleaning] skill, but they still took me to the sterile room because of the old controls. I even had to wear this fucking stuffy mask. Don’t keep acting weird when I’m cooperating, buddy. ”

    “But the patients’ wounds have not yet fully healed.”

    “It’s frustrating. This problem could have been solved by hiring an Awakener who can use [Recovery Skills] at the hospital. Why on earth do they insist on using the old methods here and there?”

    “There has been no proper medical verification of the means of recovery for the Awakened. If it is a serious injury, it will be a burden on the patient’s body, and if it is abused, it will affect the natural healing power or… ”

    “Oh, yeah, yeah. I’m not a doctor, but I said something like the Awakened Ones are the omnipotent ones. I apologize. Okay, so please stop nagging me. Oh, I found it.”

    The voices have stopped.

    A gray-haired man with a bothersome mask hanging over his chin strode into the hospital room where Eunha was, accompanied by a doctor.

    He was probably in his 40s. It was hard to guess his exact age because he was a Westerner and his hair color was so rare. He was a cool guy with a neatly trimmed beard that suited him perfectly.

    This is British S-class Awakener, Liam Craven.

    He met the girl’s eyes and shrugged his shoulders slightly.

    The doctor looked back and forth between the chart he was holding and the galaxy as if he was surprised, and slightly pushed up his glasses.

    “What, you’re awake.”

    “… Amazing. Both Mr. Song Chan-seop and his sister had successful surgeries, but they still haven’t regained consciousness…! Is it because their injuries were relatively minor? Or is it [skill]? No, even so, this kind of recovery ability is… .”

    “Let’s talk about that later. I’m a busy person, and I came here for a reason.”

    While Liam and the doctor chatted for a moment, the girl was reminded of the purple north wind by Liam who appeared out of nowhere.

    He seems rough and sharp, but surprisingly, he also has a gentle side like a breeze and a warm side like a hand warmer. He is the type that clearly divides enemies and allies, and is merciless to enemies, but kind to those within his own fence.

    Eun-ha noticed that the tall, dandy man was putting her inside the fence.

    But, it was clearly their first meeting? Eunha’s head tilted slightly to the side.

    Liam tapped the edge of the bed as if knocking and bent down to speak to the girl.

    “Hey, you’re Eunha, right? I came here at your request.”

    However, the only thing that Eunha understood was Hey and my name. Other than that, she didn’t know anything.

    A flustered Eunha stuttered and memorized the best English conversation she could.

    “Me, nice to meet you. And you?”

    “… … .”

    The doctor who had come in with him shook his head in shock at the machine-like precision and perfect Konglish, and Liam hit his forehead.

    The girl’s face turned red and she wanted to hide in a hole.

    “No shit, you said you were A-class? But you don’t have [interpreting] skills? Back in my day, it was basically laid out, but these days, kids are…!”

    “That, Mr. Craven? According to the personal information, our Milky Way patient was promoted not long ago. He has never experienced anything like [World Raid].”

    “Oh, you’re a beginner?”

    “Please say something… .”

    “I can’t help it. Since you came here, please tell me.”

    “Haa… , yes.”

    Mom, I don’t know what to say…! The drooping galaxy just wiggled its toes with its eyes downcast.

    A pouch thrown into the remaining space of the large bed, compared to the girl’s body, caught her attention.

    The doctor, who had been pushing up his glasses as Eunha raised her head, relayed Liam’s words.

    “It’s a gift.”

    “A gift, huh?”

    “Yes. I’m just a postman, and my delivery is from the most wonderful man in the world.”

    “… … delivery?”

    The girl just blinked, not understanding the English words.

    At that moment, Liam, who had walked to the head of the bed with his feet clasped together, placed his hand on Eunha’s rabbit-like head and began stroking it.

    “Huh?!”

    The touch was rough, but there was no sense of malice. In an instant, the galaxy, whose hair had become disheveled, let out a shrill scream.

    “Cheer up.”

    “… ?”

    With a dull accent and incomprehensible content, Eunha could only nod her head, which was full of magpies.

    The doctor interpreted Liam’s words again.

    “This is a message that came with a gift. He says that’s all for now, so he’ll be going now.”

    Liam, who had finished the business he had gone all the way to the hospital room to do, turned around neatly.

    Well, it’s not that he didn’t want to talk to the person his idol had shown interest in, but he was a busy man.

    And it wasn’t a good situation to have a personal conversation without an interpreter.

    Eunha, who was watching Liam walking towards the hospital room door, once again mustered up her courage and opened her mouth.

    “See you again! Thank you! Bye!”

    “… … .”

    The language of the motherland that was passed down from behind was rough, but quite pleasant.

    Liam glanced at the girl out of the corner of his eye, gave her a cool thumbs up, and left the hospital room. His exit was as refreshing as his entrance.

    It felt like a storm had suddenly struck the suffocating, stuffy space. Eunha thought, trying to straighten her hair with her still-moving hands.

    Come to think of it, there was a doctor next to me, so I should have asked if she was okay.

    A really amazing person came and I couldn’t even speak properly. And what’s worse, he was a foreigner!

    This won’t work, next time I’ll definitely ask my sister how to learn [interpreting] skills…!

    Eunha wanted to kick off the blanket as the shame washed over her again, but even that didn’t work, so she just wiggled her toes.

    Bushuruk, a pouch got caught on the tip of my foot.

    By the way, what is this?

    Curious, Eunha stretched out her arm, but it was difficult for her injured body to reach her feet.

    Eunha pulled the blanket covering her and gently pulled out the gift. She opened the zipper of the pouch and checked the contents.

    “Hat?”

    Inside was an enormous bonnet. If a girl wore it, it would completely cover her forehead and the back of her head.

    The brim of the light beige hat was slightly charred, as if it had been burned.

    Something made me feel nostalgic.

    “… Grandpa Gong?”

    Looking at this, I wonder why I kept teasing myself for being young….

    The girl may not have thought of her mischievous but affectionate grandfather.

    My left chest just felt tight and aching, as if someone was pressing it with their palm. Something was pooling under my chin, making it hard to swallow.

    “Huh?”

    I wasn’t really trying to hold it in, but something just came out without me knowing.

    So. The girl cried a little.

    This will also be one of the trials the girl will have to endure before she becomes the adult she so desperately wants to become.

    “What a bold young lady. If only her pronunciation had been a little more accented.”

    “Really. It’s amazing that you can speak so shamelessly to that [Balor]. Even I, who have met you before, still feel queasy.”

    “Well, it looks like they don’t recognize me.”

    “Haha, you don’t recognize that Liam, you’re kidding. But… are you done with your business?”

    “Um, [Nulhaerang] got a necklace, and that girl got a hat. I gave them all to her, so that’s all for now. It’s a shame I couldn’t talk to Aesongi when she woke up, but… I guess I should go now. Thank you for hanging out with me, Mr. Kim.”

    “Oh, next time, please come visit us officially through your manager. The hospital was almost paralyzed when they said [Balor] was coming.”

    “Haha, you’re joking, I didn’t even walk all the way from the main street.”

    “Since you’re here, I’d appreciate it if you could give me an autograph.”

    “That won’t take long. Are you going to hang it up at the hospital?”

    “No, I’ll give it to my son as a gift. My father told me not to lie because he said he knew that [Balor]. I’ll surprise him on this occasion.”

    “… Well, okay. Let’s have a cup of tea next time.”

    “Are you returning home now?”

    “No. [Heenari] The guy called me and said, what did he say? He said he had something to say about your father-in-law.”

    As the galaxy has already felt,

    [Balor] is a very good person to his people, and warm to good people… .

    If he recognizes his opponent as an enemy, he will not hesitate to use fire or water, and he is more ruthless than anyone else.

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