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35. open the door (4)

“Damn it. Did you pretend to be normal with this body?”

Since I call him Gwangnyeon, he actually acts like Gwangnyeon.

“What kind of scenario is going on without giving me a chance to rest?!”

Fran’s scenario progressed much faster than I expected.

I didn’t know that Fran’s stomach had already been pierced.

It seems to have been clumsily wrapped with a bandage, but it must have been raining while he was sick, so he couldn’t have gotten sick.

“Have you been treated?!”

His ability is to heal wounds, but I couldn’t understand why he neglected his wounds.

The dark red blood stains on the bandages signaled that the situation was not serious.

I unwrapped the bandage and checked the wound.

“I tried to treat it, but it was less because I lacked strength.”

Was it because of poor treatment?

Ignoring the pain of the wound, it seemed that the wound that had been treated so that it could not be moved was burst again.

It seems that the child was not able to keep his spirits.

‘If it went according to the scenario, it’s worth it. I would have had to use my strength to get out of the church.’

No matter how great the Awakener was, it would have been difficult for her as a healer to easily defeat dozens of young men.

Wasn’t it pierced to the stomach in a situation where you were mentally concentrated?

It would have been difficult to focus on the battle itself, and it would have been difficult to harm the people of the church itself, so he would have been nervous.

‘It’s obvious, it’s obvious. The situation is too unfavorable.’

Fran has no intention of hurting the church, but the church wants to hurt her.

Moreover, he must have been in bad shape because his stomach was pierced before the battle started.

It was amazing that he came this far with only his stomach pierced and no serious injuries.

‘Or did I run out of energy while treating other wounds?’

It could be that the wound on the stomach is so large that it is left alone.

“I need to start with treatment.”

It’s a good thing you came to me when I was hurt.

It was because there were various stamina recovery potions in my inventory.

‘If I had known earlier, I would have put a health potion in the soup. He’s needlessly patient…’

It’s amazing that I didn’t notice that I was sick the entire time I ate the soup.

I opened the fainting Fran’s mouth and poured the health recovery potion into it.

As I drank all the medicine in one gulp, the wound with the hole pierced is visibly recovering.

The pale complexion was still unbearable.

That would have shed a lot of blood.

Time flies and you have to wait for your stamina to recover.

“Looks like you’re even nursing.”

You want a mercenary to take care of you?

She was a sly woman.

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“Sweet!”

Fran, who was awake, tried to jump out of bed and moaned, frowning as if the pain was coming from the wound in her abdomen.

“Are you awake?”

I spoke in a calm voice to Fran, who opened her eyes in a state of panic.

“..mister?”

Fran recognized my voice and looked at me.

“Yes, it is me.”

It was the afternoon of the next day when Fran came to her senses.

The fever had risen for a long time, but thanks to the constant use of stamina recovery pills, I recovered a lot of stamina and regained my energy.

The problem is that he had nightmares all night.

It’s not strange to have such a dream because you must have suffered something ugly.

I had to spend the night with my eyes open because I couldn’t sleep because I was whining like a puppy looking for a mother.

“You were startled by the sudden collapse.”

It wasn’t something I would say to a kid who just woke up, but I said it with a bit of anger on purpose.

“Am I down?”

“Yeah, man. If you get hurt in the future, tell me. Don’t startle people.”

“Yeah… I’m sorry.”

I didn’t intend to keep getting an apology from the person who was hurt, so I told her not to forcefully get up and lie down on the bed a little longer.

“I’m cleaning your room right now. You’ll be able to sleep there from tomorrow. The room is smaller than here, but understand that much.”

“My room?!”

“Then did you think I could keep a woman who wasn’t married in my bed?”

I don’t know what kind of guy you think I am.

“I feel like I’m causing too much trouble…”

“I said I could stay for a year or two, but I’ll apply for a dormitory when the vacation is over. Until then, stay there. Don’t feel pressured.”

Getting stabbed in the stomach is no different from Fran bringing the leader and chuck.

Returning to the church in this state is like dying, and the only place you can avoid is the academy’s dormitory.

Until then, you can stay at my house.

“…thank you.”

“By the way, who did that?”

“yes?”

“The pear. All of them couldn’t be treated, so the blood flowed all over.”

“!!”

Frank must have remembered the wound on his stomach belatedly, so he raised his T-shirt to check the wound.

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I am surprised to see that it is neatly wrapped in new bandages.

“Did your uncle do it for you?”

“Uh. The wounds were so deep that they couldn’t all be healed. It would be much more effective to treat them with your ability rather than with physical recovery pills. If you recover your energy, be sure to heal the wounds first.”

“Ah! I forgot because I was distracted.”

To say that I forgot about a serious wound that would have killed a normal person.

astonishing and astonishing

Well, since I have a body like this, I can endure in the contaminated area and kill monsters.

Frank used his ability to heal his stomach.

Certainly, when he used his ability, blood flowed from his pale complexion.

“Ugh…”

“Don’t get up.”

“I got better after treatment. It’s because I still have some muscle pain.”

Frank got up from his seat quite bravely.

“Would you like me to cook for you?”

“He says he feeds me every time he sees me.”

Koreans are originally like that.

Asking if you have eaten is a normal greeting.

“So you’re not hungry?”

“No, I’m hungry.”

“Yes. I knew it.”

You must be very hungry because you bleed so much and sweat a lot from being sick all night.

“Wash up and come out. I’ll set the rice for you.”

Wouldn’t it be funny to put a bandage on a healed wound?

I packed Fran’s clothes and sent her into the bathroom.

I didn’t forget to bring dry underwear with me during the night.

Rather than the soup I fed yesterday, I thought that I should cook and feed him a hearty meal to recover his strength.

“thank you for this food.”

It’s time to eat a late lunch, but it must be like breakfast to him, so he chews the chicken well.

It was samgyetang, which was boiled chicken and seasoned with herbs that were good for the body.

After all, I think there is nothing better than Samgyetang to restore physical strength.

Even the rice that I’m not used to here was rolled up and eaten.

After finishing the meal, I asked the child who was lying languidly again.

“So who are you?”

“yes?”

“Don’t pretend. You’re not going to tell me until the end? There’s no way you’ve been beaten by just anyone… Did the priest stab you in the stomach?”

If he did not urge him like this, he would have tried to hide his situation without telling him until the end.

It’s embarrassing to keep pretending you don’t know when you already know.

And I had a reason why I had to know his circumstances.

“!!!!”

Fran, who had already been aware of the situation, kept her mouth shut, probably at a loss for words.

“You look right.”

“It’s not a good thing to hear.”

“That’s for me to judge.”

“…Couldn’t you just organize your thoughts and tell me?”

“Is it something you can say just because you give it time? Originally, when people have a problem, they talk to a friend about something similar to relieve their insides. And it’s not that I don’t know the situation, but I can roughly guess it, so I’m saying this. “

Of course I know.

That I can’t even be like a friend to him.

However, I don’t think there is anyone better than me who knows the whole situation and can express my feelings.

Where could he go and see the denomination’s disgrace?

‘It’s like spitting in your own face.’

I wouldn’t be able to do that even if I thought about the image of the church.

‘It’s been a long time since his church’s image has been ruined.’

Frank pursed his lips several times to see if his words were not coming out, pondered, then spoke.

“…Actually, as you said, I went to see the headmaster. I thought I had to stop what was happening in the church.”

“Oh, I guess I didn’t hear anything good about it.”

“The headmaster said he didn’t know. I had some doubts, but I believed the headmaster’s words.”

Fran gently explains the day’s events.

Fran’s voice trembled as the final tragedy approached.

Just thinking about it again would be hard.

Still, I didn’t ask Fran to stop talking.

And finally, the story reached the moment Fran was stabbed by the leader.

“You didn’t kill him?”

“I’m the teacher?! That’s ridiculous!”

“It’s a pity. They must have tried to kill you.”

“…..”

“Didn’t you feel betrayed?”

“It’s because of a misunderstanding. You know I’m trying to kill the headmaster.”

“They’ll never think it was a misunderstanding? Just because the headmaster stabbed you in the stomach means they can’t trust you anymore.”

The person who had been locked up in prison suddenly came to the room where he was alone.

A person like the leader who gets stabbed a lot would of course think that she came to harm her.

‘Well, he must have only seen something in his eyes.’

The leader must have been a threat to Fran.

If Fran, the Awakener, betrayed him, the church might collapse.

‘He must have been less afraid when he believed that he could control the franc. He must have been docile.’

But did Frank rebel?

I would have been taken aback by something unexpected.

Having rebelled once means that this can happen again at any time.

Could the religious leader really believe in the gap in trust?

I am no different from a traitor myself.

In the meantime, Frank even managed to get out of prison, so it wouldn’t be strange to think that his life was threatened.

“I wanted to clear up the misunderstanding. But the headmaster didn’t believe me. Everyone was excited, and I couldn’t die like this.”

I fought back to live.

The difference between the Awakener and the Commoner was clear, and they were even more frightened by the power that was so strong.

A vicious cycle has arisen.

“Even with treatment… they were terrified. I didn’t do anything. Plus I was already hurt and bleeding!”

“So that’s why you ran away here.”

“Have I been presumptuous?”

“Well. Are you in the church because you like the leader, or do you follow the leader because you like the church?”

“Neither of them. I like the headmaster and I like the church.”

Perhaps this is the reason why Fran’s true ending has no choice but to be devastated and tragic.

“Are you going to be immature even when you have to choose between the two? The leader tried to kill you, and the church will act according to the leader’s will. It means that the church you love is pushing a knife to your neck.”

“You can clear up the misunderstanding.”

Clearing up misunderstandings doesn’t make sense.

And miraculously clearing up misunderstandings won’t make things better.

“Even if they clear up the misunderstanding, can a person who has already lost his eyes because of money go back to the way he was?