CH 49

Injuries (5)

“But not enough to get treatment. It’s hard, Hyung Ugh!”

Ye-Hyeon gave Seung-Jae a big punch because he kept making noise.

“Look!”

“Hmm..…”

Ye-Hyeon watched mana slowly escape.

The amount of “healing light” varies depending on the degree of injury of the wound.

“I’m sure it’s okay.”

Ye-Hyeon looked down at his side and frowned.

Ye-Hyeon, who treated Yoon Seung-Jae’s shoulder, pressed Yoon Seung-Jae’s slightly drooping eyes with his thumb.

“Phew, you’re so ugly. Oh no. ”

Ye-Hyeon purposely played a joke and giggled and laughed to raise the cold atmosphere.

“Who’s ugly? Oh, go away.”

Yoon Seung-Jae stuck out his lips and couldn’t get rid of Ye-Hyeon’s hand even though he made a loud noise.

“Wait a minute.”

Ye-Hyeon also used ” Healing light” in Yoon Seung-Jae’s eyes just in case.

Ye-Hyeon didn’t think it would work, but Seung-Jae’s swollen eyes began to return to normal.

“Oh, it works. It’s amazing.”

As the swelling disappeared, Yoon Seung-Jae’s eyes became big and round again.

He grabbed Yoon Seung-Jae’s wrist and stopped it from rubbing his eyes with his hands.

“Next time, if you are sick, tell me right away. If you hide it, I’ll scold you.” Ye-Hyeon said firmly.

No answer came back for some reason.

[System]

You got 10 points for intimacy.

Still, Ye-Hyeon seemed to understand when he saw the point rise.

Ye-Hyeon tapped Yoon Seung-Jae on the top of his head.

In the meantime, Yoon Seung-Jae was staring at Shin Do-Gyeom’s back unevenly.

At that rate, he may soon ask to remove Shin Do-Gyeom from the party.

‘That’s a problem!’ Ye-Hyeon thought.

Ye-Hyeon looked at Shin Do-Gyeom over Yoon Seung-Jae’s shoulder.

Shin Do-Gyeom has an aura that says Don’t talk to him.

Ye-Hyeon got up carefully and approached Shin Do-Gyeom.

“Do-Gyeom,”

Yoon Seung-Jae called dissatisfied, but he roughly swung his hand and motion Yoon Seung-Jae to stop.

Yoon Seung-Jae’s expression was unusual.

So far, Yoon Seung-Jae has always been expressive, whether it is intimacy or affection.

‘If I talked to Shin Do-Gyeom in a friendly way now, I thought it would fall for the first time. If it rises, I hope the affection level decreases, not the intimacy.’ Ye-Hyeon thought.

Ye-Hyeon laughed bitterly.

Ye-Hyeon doesn’t want to do anything, and Yoon Seung-Jae doesn’t like it, but he couldn’t just leave Shin Do-Gyeom in this vaguely hostile relationship.

Ye-Hyeon quickly reached behind Shin Do-Gyeom’s back.

From the moment Ye-Hyeon stood up, he must have noticed the signs, but Shin Do-Gyeom did not move.

Ye-Hyeon, who briefly met Baek Hae-Won with a gentle smile, took a deep breath. He turned around, and slumped in front of Shin Do-Gyeom.

“What is it?”

Shin Do-Gyeom asked roughly, looking at Ye-Hyeon at an angle.

Still, the tone was a little calmer than before.

Shouldn’t he calm down? He died and came back to life, but when he saw Shin Do-Gyeom’s attitude, he thought that if he didn’t answer properly, the intimacy would drop.

Minus 40 or minus 100 is the same negative. Wouldn’t it be a good thing that there’s no place to fall further if it’s minus 100 points? He was very shaken by it just going up and down one point, but somehow he didn’t think it would matter now.

Ye-Hyeon nonchalantly reached out his hand.

“Do-Gyeom, you got hurt, too.”

Shin Do-Gyeom, who picked up the bow and quickly moved elsewhere, looked at Ye-Hyeon in a wild manner.

He looked as if he were looking at a strange creature.

“Hurry up,”

Ye-Hyeon raised his hand without giving up.

Shin Do-Gyeom had a roughly torn cloth wrapped around his palm like a bandage.

No matter how much he was wearing gloves, it was clear that he would have been burned if he had moved Scream Raven, who had been burning under Baek Hae-Won’s magic until just a moment ago.

Baek Hae-Won said that he ran out of life force.

After that, the side wound was serious, so other people might have only treated their ears or barely.

“So, you’re gonna treat me now? You don’t even have any mama left.”

Ye-Hyeon couldn’t read what was on his mind, but he felt like he could see all of Shin Do-Gyeom’s thoughts.

A desperate person needs to bend down and go in.

“What can I do?” Ye-Hyeon smiled inside.

“Don’t treat Shin Do-Gyeom. You don’t have to.”

Yoon Seung-Jae, who was listening quietly, couldn’t stand it and got angry.

“Then I become a healer just to ignore the injured party member? That doesn’t makes sense. Give me your hand, Shin Do-Gyeom.”

Ye-Hyeon said as calmly as possible.

It wasn’t that Ye-Hyeon suddenly had a strong sense of responsibility.

Shin Do-Gyeom treated him like a useless load, so he responded.

“No, he’s useful, he is doing his job.”

Ye-Hyeon’s pride was hurt, but he couldn’t help it.

Funny enough, all Ye-Hyeon could do was curry favor with the party members.

Shin Do-Gyeom held out his hand slowly.

Ye-Hyeon did not see what kind of expression Shin Do-Gyeom was making.

Honestly, no matter how much Ye-Hyeon admired and liked him, he was disappointed beyond just being upset when Shin Do-Gyeom continued to hate and nitpick for no reason.

Shin Do-Gyeom whom Ye-Hyeon knows wasn’t this kind of person.

Then a little while ago, Ye-Hyeon realized while opening the status window of the party member. He checked it one by one to see if there was anything wrong with the condition while Ye-Hyeon only chewed beef jerky in silence.

Name, Shin Do-Gyeom.

Age, 24 years old.

Now, Ye-Hyeon was not aware of the natural fact that Shin Do-Gyeom was still 24.

Ye-Hyeon recalled his appearance three years ago.

Although he is not an adult now, the 24-year-old was much more lacking and difficult.

Ye-Hyeon wants to hit 24-year-old Do-Gyeom’s cheek if he can.

Ye-Hyeon peeked at the weak sense of helplessness and confidence from Shin Do-Gyeom, who was sharpening the arrow heads.

Ye-Hyeon couldn’t have been mistaken for a familiar feeling that he often saw through a mirror.

If it had been Shin Do-Gyeom that Ye-Hyeon knew, he would have wiped out the soaring emotions alone without taking it out on Ye-Hyeon.

Three years was shorter and longer than he thought.

Ye-Hyeon felt a little sorry because he expected a 24-year-old Shin Do-Gyeom to be a 27-year-old Shin Do-Gyeom.

“Even if we’re the same age, I’m older than you. You don’t have to endure it.”

Ye-Hyeon untied the long cloth wrapped around Shin Do-Gyeom’s hand.

Maybe because he was left-handed, his left arm was redder.

“Healing light”

Ye-Hyeon emptied a bottle of mana potion hanging from his waist and demonstrated his skill by holding it around the back of Shin Do-Gyeom’s hand.

Ye-Hyeon thought his hands would be cold, but it was surprisingly warm.

Perhaps because he held the bow for a long time, Shin Do-Gyeom had hard calluses on his palm, and his fingers were slightly bent.

Still, it was long and thin, so the line matched well with the thin face.

“It’s done.”

When the treatment was over, Ye-Hyeon carefully let go of Shin Do-Gyeom’s hand.

[system] ‘ Target 3: Shin Do-Gyeom’s intimacy increased by 1 point.

[system] You got 5 points for affection.

[System] The intimacy of ‘Target 3: Shin Do-Gyeom’ has decreased by 1 point.’

‘Do you like it or don’t like it!’ Ye-Hyeon thought.

Ye-Hyeon couldn’t figure it out.

If enough intimate points were accumulated, Ye-Hyeon thought he should seek Shin Do-Gyeom’s information first.

“I may not have seen it, so please tell me whenever you are hurt,” Ye-Hyeon said clearly when he looked into Shin Do-Gyeom’s eyes.

‘I don’t mean to be a lump of luggage!’ Ye-Hyeon thought.

Ye-Hyeon, who hid what he wanted to say, stood up from his seat without regret.

Baek Hae-Won smiled and slightly nodded his head as if Ye-Hyeon had done well.

Ye-Hyeon was planning to recruit Baek Hae-Won to the party, but he was not an official party member yet, but an outsider.

There was also a limit to Baek Hae-Won’s involvement when the conflict broke out.

In the meantime, Ye-Hyeon watched passively because he felt burdened by the lack of intimacy, but in the end, the leader, Ye-Hyeon, had to come forward.

“This is my party,”

Ye-Hyeon again strengthened his will and approached Kwon Joo-Ho this time.

“You too, Joo-Ho.” Kwon Joo-Ho slowly extended his arm.

Kwon Joo-Ho was in worse condition than Shin Do-Gyeom.

In addition, the condition seemed to have gotten worse because no treatment was taken, like the wound was left unattended at all.

“You can’t just leave it alone. You should have done something.”

Ye-Hyeon stretched out his hand, twisting his eyebrows.

This time, he used the “healing light” with his hands dropping moderately.

Kwon Joo-Ho’s hand was wide and his fingers were thick, so it was just like the hand of a swordsman.

Ye-Hyeon thought it would be as hard as a stone if he touched it.

Yoon Seung-Jae’s hands were quite big and mature.

Perhaps because Seung-Jae exercised a lot of muscle strength, the veins on the back of the hand and forearm were also thick.

Ye-Hyeon didn’t measure it myself, but he thought it would be bigger than Ye-Hyeon’s hand.

Ye-Hyeon glanced at Baek Hae-Won’s hand out of curiosity.

Although Baek Hae-Won was a man, his hands were so pretty.

If you look at his hand, it’s as if he had never had a hard time. He thought shiny accessories would suit him better than fierce weapons. As expected, Baek Hae-Won should have been an idol.

Ye-Hyeon gave his hand thinking uselessly.

After finishing the treatment, the awkward atmosphere became even stranger.

It was tense earlier, but now it feels like the atmosphere is dropping excessively.

“What’s wrong with you again?”

Ye-Hyeon, who was looking around for a while, gave up and went into his sleeping bag.

“I’m going to bed first.”

Maybe because it was an eventful day, everything suddenly became annoying.

Ye-Hyeon closed his eyes tightly.