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Got a Gallery in the Wild Chapter 16: Health (1)

Chapter 16: Health (1)

In‌​‍ this world there⁠​ are many things‍ that can be​ bought with money,‍‍ but also many‌ that cannot.

Health,⁠​ the heart, time.​‌​

Most‍​‌ of them are‌‍⁠ abstract concepts, but‌‍ they occupy an​ enormous place in‍ life.

Among​ all of them,​​‌ health is directly‌ linked to one’s‍‌‍ own “life”, which⁠ is why it‌‍ is so important.‌‌

It⁠‍⁠ doesn’t matter if​​ someone has high​‌ status, great wealth,⁠​⁠ or fame.

If‌​ health is bad,‍​ everything else becomes‌ useless.

Most⁠‌ people live without⁠‌‍ understanding the importance‍ of health, and‌ only realize it‍ when it is⁠ already too late.​⁠

And⁠​ even if they‍‍ try to cling‌⁠⁠ to it then,⁠‍ the moment has‌ already passed.

Even‍ an emperor who⁠ rules with dignity‌⁠ is nothing more‍ than a simple⁠‍ human in the⁠‍ face of health.‍

And​‌ once health deteriorates,⁠ it is extremely⁠​ difficult to recover.‍‍

As​​ time passed, medicine‌​⁠ and technology advanced,‌⁠⁠ and new methods​⁠​ to preserve health​⁠⁠ appeared, but even​ so they remain‍⁠‍ limited.

Many‍​ times, when someone​⁠ feels discomfort in​‍​ one part of⁠‌⁠ the body, the​​ problem lies in‌‌ another completely different​‍‌ one.

And‍ there are also⁠⁠ those who are‍‌ born with ailments‌ from the beginning.‍⁠‌

Human‌‌‌ beings are structured​ in such a way that their⁠​ health can only⁠‍ gradually deteriorate from⁠ the moment they‌ are born.

Because​​ upon receiving life,⁠ they are also⁠⁠‍ promised death.

However,​ cruelly, there are‍​ people whose cycle⁠‍ is extremely short.‌‌

Even⁠⁠ people who are‍‌⁠ sentenced to die‌‌ from the moment‍​⁠ they are born.​⁠‍

“Cough!​‌ Cough!”

On‍⁠​ a bed, a young woman let⁠‍‍ out a harsh​ cough.

She⁠​ quickly covered her​⁠‌ mouth with a handkerchief.

Snow-white‍ hair.

White​‌⁠ eyes.

Pale‌‌ skin.

Altogether,⁠⁠⁠ she seemed like⁠‍‍ the personification of​⁠⁠ pure snow, radiating​​⁠ an almost mystical‍‌ aura.

“Ha…”‍​​

The​⁠ young woman who‍‌ had coughed violently⁠ slowly lowered the⁠‍‌ handkerchief with which‍⁠ she covered her⁠‍​ mouth.

On‍‍‍ the white cloth​‍ were stains of⁠​‌ dark blood.

At‌ first glance her⁠ condition was severe,⁠​ but she did⁠​ not seem to​‍‍ give it importance‍ and handed the‌ handkerchief to the⁠‌ side.

There‌ stood a young⁠‌‌ maid with brown​ hair.

“Mary.​⁠‌ Take care of⁠​⁠ this.”

“Miss.”‌

The⁠​ brown-haired girl alternated‌‌‌ her gaze between⁠‌ the bloodstained handkerchief​ and the young​​ woman, with a worried expression.

Her​‍‍ eyes resembled those​‍⁠ of a deer.‍⁠​

The‍‍​ white-haired young woman‌ seemed to notice​ that pure gaze⁠​ and gave a faint smile.

Or‍⁠‍ rather, she tried‍​ to smile.

But‌ she couldn’t.

Her‍⁠‍ expression was rigid​​​ and cold, as‌‌ if it were⁠​ hardened.

“Wouldn’t‍ it be better‍‌‌ to tell the‍‍ duke again…?”

“It​‍⁠ is something frequent.​‍ Don’t exaggerate.”

“But⁠‍‍ lately the coughing⁠ is too…”

“I‌‌‌ told you I’m‍⁠ fine. Just bring‍‍ more.”

Her​‌ voice was cold‌ and dry.

Mary‌ hesitated for a moment before picking‌⁠‌ up the handkerchief⁠​‍ and placing it‍ in a basket‍ on the drawer.‌

The⁠‌ basket was full​‍‍ of bloodstained handkerchiefs.⁠

That‍⁠ said everything about​‍‌ how much blood‌ she had been⁠ coughing up.

“We‍​‌ are running out​‌ of handkerchiefs. I will go get‌‌ more.”

“Good.‍​ If there aren’t⁠‌ any, bring paper.”‍⁠

“Yes.”​‍‍

Mary​ left the room‌‌ unable to hide‌⁠ her concern.

The‍​⁠ white-haired woman remained‌⁠⁠ expressionless.

When​‍ the maid finally⁠ left, the young‍‍ woman turned her​‍ face forward.

The‍ atmosphere became as‌⁠‍ cold as her⁠‌ expression.

“Ha…”⁠

The​‍‌ young woman, Selena,​ let out a long sigh and‍‍ let herself fall​​ onto the bed.‍​⁠

Her⁠‍ expression remained stiff,‍‍‍ but now soaked​‍ with darkness.

She‌⁠ raised her arm‌‌ and looked at⁠ her wrist.

It‍ was so thin‌⁠‍ that it seemed⁠‍ it could break‍ with a simple​⁠‌ blow.

Her‌⁠‍ skin was so​‍‍ white that it‍‍‍ looked as if​​ it were covered⁠⁠⁠ with dust.

The⁠​‍ blood on the​⁠​ handkerchief confirmed it:​​

Selena’s‌‍ health was terrible.‍⁠

No,‍​​ saying terrible was⁠‌‍ an understatement.

‘There​‌ isn’t much time⁠⁠‍ left.’

Selena​​ thought that without⁠‍​ changing her expression.‍‍

A congenital incurable disease.⁠⁠​

It​ wasn’t that it‌‍ shortened her life.⁠‌

It‌​‍ had decided it​‌⁠ from the beginning.​‌

She⁠‌‌ would inevitably die‍ upon reaching adulthood.⁠‍

According‌‌ to the doctor‍ who came from‍​​ the central continent,⁠ it was the⁠ so-called Obstruction of‌‌ the Nine Yin‍​⁠ Meridians, the worst‍​ of diseases.

An⁠‌⁠ extreme excess of​‌⁠ yin energy that​‌‍ completely breaks the‌‍⁠ balance of the​‍ body and slowly⁠⁠ destroys it.

Its‍‌⁠ main characteristic is‍ that the meridians,⁠⁠‌ that is, the‍‌ mana circuits, become‌​ blocked one by⁠​ one.

Mana‌‌⁠ circuits are essential⁠‌‍ for a person⁠‌ to live.

Especially⁠ for something Selena‍ desired so much‍​ health.

Sometimes‍ people suffer cardiac‌⁠ arrest.

That‌ occurs when the⁠ mana circuit near‌ the heart becomes​ blocked by illness‌ or deterioration.

In⁠⁠ the past there‍‍ was nothing to⁠‍‌ do in the​​‍ face of cardiac⁠​ arrest, but recently⁠‍ at least cardiopulmonary‌ resuscitation could be​‍‍ applied.

‘How⁠ unfair heaven is.’‌​‌

But​​ the Obstruction of​‍⁠ the Nine Meridians‍ was different.

It‍​ is not that‍ a single part​⁠‌ becomes blocked.

It‍‍⁠ is as if‌ the entire system‍‌ of the body‌‌‍ becomes obstructed.

It​‌⁠ is like if‍​ a container had​‌‌ a limited capacity,⁠ but too much⁠⁠‌ content is introduced‌ into it until‍‍ it breaks.

In‍‍ exchange, it grants‌‌ a power that‌⁠‌ surpasses that of‌⁠ an ordinary person.‍⁠‍

While‌ she was able​ to move, Selena⁠ was called a genius.

Especially​‍⁠ in magic, her‌ talent was incomparable.⁠​

Even‍⁠ her mind was‌⁠ brilliant to the​ point that her‍ own father, Theodore,​​ came to her‌‌‍ for advice.

‘All⁠ of it is⁠‌⁠ useless.’

With⁠⁠ time, all of⁠ that lost meaning.‌‍

She‌ was born into‌​ the most prestigious‍​⁠ ducal house of‍‌​ the Messiah Empire.‌

She‍ possessed extraordinary talent.⁠

And‍⁠​ yet she was​​‌ dying without being⁠⁠​ able to do​ anything.

In‍⁠ the face of⁠​​ health, everything became​ insignificant.

As​‌​ time passed, she​ only desired one‍ thing.

To‍​⁠ get out of‍​ bed and run‌​ freely on her⁠‌⁠ own feet.

She‍‌ knew it was‍‌ impossible.

She⁠‍ had received every‍‌ support imaginable, but⁠‍ her health showed​⁠ no improvement.

The‍⁠​ methods to treat‌ the Obstruction of⁠‌ the Nine Meridians​⁠​ were three.

Consume‍​ a sacred spirit⁠‍ filled with yang​⁠⁠ energy.

Have⁠⁠‌ a doctor manually​‌ unblock the meridians.⁠

Or‍ receive yang energy‍ directly from a man.

The⁠‌‌ first was practically‌‌‍ impossible even with‍‌ the power, wealth,⁠‍ and information network​​​ of her family.​

In‌⁠ the black market‍ they only found⁠‌⁠ drugs and human​​​ trafficking.

Never​‍ a sacred spirit.‍‌

The‌ second all the⁠‌ doctors gave up.​‌⁠

It‌ was a surgery⁠ of extreme difficulty​‌‍ and no one‍ wanted to assume‌ the responsibility.

The‍ third…

She​​ preferred to die.​‌

Before​⁠ joining with an⁠​​ unknown man, she⁠‌ would rather bite⁠​ off her tongue.​‍

She​ did not want​⁠ to prolong her​​‍ life by sacrificing⁠ her dignity.

‘Besides,‌ a man like​​​ that almost does⁠ not exist.’

For⁠‍​ it to work,‍‌‌ it would have⁠‌​ to be someone⁠⁠‍ worthy of the‌ title of the‍‍​ strongest.

But⁠ the names circulating​​​ in that debate‌ were almost all‌⁠ women.

Perhaps‍⁠ Kadir remained, the‍ so-called King of‍​ Magic, but he‌‍ was elderly.

And⁠⁠‌ he had a reputation for being‌ eccentric.

‘I‌ don’t want to⁠ die like this…’‌

Death‍ was frightening.

That​ is why she⁠‍‍ gathered knowledge desperately.​

She​ studied alchemy and‍‌ medicine on her‍ own.

But⁠​​ the more she⁠ learned, the clearer‍⁠​ it became that​⁠‍ there was no⁠‌ cure.

There‌​⁠ was a time⁠ when she cried​‌ until she lost​ her voice.

Her⁠ parents, aware of​​‌ their helplessness, gradually‌‌ faded as the​‌​ days passed.

And‍​ the emotions also‍‍‍ disappeared from Selena’s​⁠ face.

She‌‍​ was no longer​‌ in the stage​ of waiting for‌ a miracle.

She​​ was learning to‍‍‌ accept despair.

She⁠⁠​ did not even‌‌ remember the last‍​‍ time she laughed⁠‍​ sincerely.

‘It‌‌ is better than⁠‍ doing nothing.’

She​‍⁠ did not want‌‌ to simply wait‌ for death.

Selena​ raised her gaze‌ toward the void.⁠‌‌

And⁠⁠ before her eyes​‌​ a window appeared.‌⁠‌

The⁠​ gallery.

Only‍​‍ after accepting death⁠ did she decide⁠⁠​ to connect.

‘Before,​‌​ I didn’t even⁠ want to look‍ at it.’

The⁠‌⁠ gallery allowed access⁠⁠‌ to anyone who​⁠‌ met the conditions,‌​ regardless of age‌‌ or gender.

That⁠ very thing was‌ what made many​ people avoid it.‌⁠‌

It‌ was a place‌‌ soaked in human​⁠‍ desires.

Selena⁠⁠‍ was one of⁠‌ those people.

But‌ when her health​‍ began to worsen⁠ rapidly, she changed⁠ her mind.

‘How​‍ much time has⁠‍ passed…’

Her‌⁠ addiction to the‌‌​ gallery began when‌ her health deteriorated​‍ severely.

Since​ she could not‌​ get out of‍⁠ bed, she spent​⁠ the entire day⁠⁠ browsing there.

At‌ first, since she‌​‍ had nothing to‌ do, she only‌ read silently.

Later‌⁠‌ she thought that​⁠ perhaps she should​​ at least leave‍‍ a record, and⁠‍ began to upload​ posts counting the​‌​ days.

Five‍‌ months have already​​ passed.

In‍⁠ other words, it⁠⁠ means that for⁠⁠‌ five months her‌‍ health has worsened.‍‌

‘It’s⁠‍ not that there‍⁠ are only horrible‍‍⁠ people there.’

When‍ she received criticism​⁠ and mockery, she⁠​ felt disappointed thinking,​‍‌ I already knew​​‌ it.

But‌ as the days‍ passed, perhaps because‍⁠‌ they noticed she​ was not just​⁠​ a character but​‍ that she was‌‍ speaking seriously, more‌⁠ people began to⁠ appear who supported‍​⁠ her.

Moreover,‌⁠​ although the main⁠‍​ moderator was somewhat​ strange, he was​​ fair.

When​⁠‌ the criticism crossed‌‍⁠ the line, he​ applied bans immediately.‍⁠

Thanks‌​‌ to that, she‌ was able to‌‍ enter the gallery‍ with more peace⁠‍ of mind than‍ before.

They​‌ say that when‍ a person accepts‍‌ death, they become⁠‍ infinitely free.

Selena⁠⁠⁠ also gradually became‍‍​ accustomed to that‌⁠ pit of desires‌ called the gallery,‌‍​ until she became​‍​ quite a competent​‍ user.

The⁠⁠ emotions that had‌​​ dried up inside‌‍​ her returned, even‌​ if only slightly.⁠⁠⁠

Curiously,‌ most of those‍‍⁠ emotions were envy​ or jealousy.

‘Even⁠‍ people like those​ live with intact​ bodies and why‌‌‍ do I…?’

It​​ was ironic.

Even⁠ so, she could‍‌‌ not leave the​‌​ gallery.

Especially‍⁠​ because recently a peculiar user had‌​​ appeared who captured​⁠ all her attention.​

‘WildGrills​ why did this​⁠ person fall into‌‌‍ the Forest of‌‍⁠ Four Seasons?’

When‍⁠ one explores the‌‌ gallery, one inevitably⁠⁠​ witnesses things that‌‌‍ defy common sense.​‍‌

Recently⁠ someone had appeared⁠ who fell into‌‌ the Forest of⁠⁠​ Four Seasons.

A place where space⁠ constantly changes and​ where it is‍ supposed to be​‍‍ impossible to connect⁠ to the gallery.‌‍

And‌ yet he could‍ connect without problem,⁠‌ and had even‍‌​ carried out several‌‍​ verification tests.

That‌​‍ is why he⁠ was receiving so‌‌ much attention.

Title)‌ Anyone betting according‌‌ to Grills’ time?⁠​

I say he lasts‌​ half a month‍‍‍ haha

ㄴ Half a month⁠‍‍ is already generous‌‍​ haha

ㄴ He might even⁠ die tomorrow lol⁠‍​

ㄴ Genuine mayfly life⁠‌

ㄴ I think God‌ hates Grills

ㄴ WildGrills) Hey, bastards.‌‌⁠ I’m going to⁠​ survive until the‍‍⁠ end

ㄴ Then what did‌‍ you eat today?​

ㄴ WildGrills) Three fasting‌⁠​ pills…

ㄴ Have you tried‍ meat? Haha

ㄴ WildGrills) No…

ㄴ Should I give​‌ you some?

ㄴ WildGrills) Start by‍⁠‍ changing your nickname‌⁠ haha

At​‌ first she thought​​‍ he was simply‍⁠ someone worthy of‌‌‌ pity.

But‌⁠​ after making a trade with him,​‍ she changed her‍⁠ mind.

He⁠​ could have kept‍⁠‌ the compass without​‌ any problem, but⁠‌‌ he returned it​ until the very​ end.

That​ meant that at‌​​ least he was‌‌​ not a bad⁠⁠ person.

‘The‌​ fact that he‌⁠⁠ has a mayfly​ life also creates‌​‌ a strange feeling‍ of affinity.’

If‍⁠⁠ Selena was someone⁠​​ with a fixed‍​‍ life deadline, Grills‌ was someone who‌ lived on the​‌‌ edge of death‌‌‍ at all times.​

That‍‍ strange dynamic slowly‍‌⁠ began to settle‍‌ in the gallery.‌‍‍

Sometimes‌⁠‍ debates arose about‍⁠⁠ who would die‌ first, but they‍​ disappeared quickly.

The‍‍ moderator probably banned⁠‌⁠ them.

Comparing‌‍‍ people’s lives as‌ if they were‍‍​ weights on a scale deserved a ban.

‘If‌⁠‌ the first thing​‌‍ he had found⁠‍ had been another‌ medicinal herb…’

It​ was something she⁠‍ thought every time‌ she read Grills’​‍‍ posts.

The⁠​‌ rare herb he⁠ had found by⁠ chance, New Moon​‍​ Spirit Herb.

Unfortunately,‍ that plant specialized‍⁠ in stabilization, not​‍ in providing a specific energy.

She​‌ did not know​‍​ how much that​‍⁠ had hurt.

If‍​‍ it had been‍ a herb full‍ of yang energy,⁠ she would have​ done whatever was‍⁠​ necessary.

‘In‌ that case… would⁠⁠⁠ HeavenlyDemon have been⁠ in danger?’

It​⁠ was enough to‌ look at the​‍ behavior of HeavenlyDemon,‌⁠⁠ who supposedly received​‌ the New Moon‍⁠ Spirit Herb.

HeavenlyDemon​ was a fairly​ famous user in⁠ the gallery.

Selena‌ had already more‍ or less identified​⁠‍ her pattern of⁠‌⁠ behavior.

‘The⁠​ fact that someone‌‌ with such a strong ego treats⁠ another person like​ that proves that⁠ she definitely received​‍ the New Moon‌ Spirit Herb.’

HeavenlyDemon‌⁠‌ was known for​‍‌ constantly posting nonsense.‍

She‍⁠ did not care​​‌ what others said.‌⁠

Because⁠​ of that, Selena‌⁠ could deduce her​ personality.

A person with extremely‌​⁠ high self-esteem and‍ confidence.

Especially‌‌ her self-esteem stood​‌ out remarkably.

Judging​⁠‌ by how she⁠‌ posted whatever she‍⁠​ wanted without caring⁠‍ about anything, the‌ answer was clear.⁠⁠

‘Gal‌ meant reprimand in​‍‌ the language of‌‌​ the central continent?’‍

A person like that‍‍ showed urgency during‍ the New Moon‍ Spirit Herb incident.⁠​​

And⁠​ after receiving it,​⁠​ she treated Grills⁠⁠‌ with unusual courtesy.‍⁠⁠

That⁠‍ made it clear‍ that HeavenlyDemon was‍​‌ not physically well‍‌⁠ and that she‍ had received help​‍‍ from Grills.

‘This‍​‍ Grills seems a bit naïve.’

Selena​​‌ analyzed him with​⁠ her usual expressionless​​ face.

His⁠‍⁠ personality could be‍‌ summarized in one‌⁠​ sentence.

If‌‍‍ you speak well‍‌ to him, he​​ responds well.

And⁠​‌ his actions matched​ that.

In⁠ the Forest of‌⁠‌ Four Seasons, where‍‍ survival was what⁠ mattered, he still‍‌‌ tried to repay‌‍ everything he received.​⁠

‘What‍ strange creatures exist⁠‍⁠ in the world.’⁠⁠​

Selena​ constantly checked Grills’‌ posts.

Partly⁠ because of that​ sense of affinity,‌‍​ but mostly because⁠⁠ of unease.

If⁠​ his posts stopped,‍ it would mean‌​​ that he had‌‌ died.

‘That’s​​‌ why it makes​⁠ me even more‌ curious.’

She⁠ wanted to know‍​ what other creature​ he would encounter‌⁠⁠ and how he​‌ would overcome adversity.‍​

She‍ even began leaving‌ comments, something she‌‌‌ almost never did‌‍ before.

Small⁠​ ripples began to‍⁠​ form in her​ heart.

“Cough!‌‌ Cough!”

Chuak—‌‌‌

If‌‌ it weren’t because‍‌‍ her body was⁠⁠ getting worse day‌⁠ by day.

Selena‍⁠ hurriedly covered her‍‍​ mouth with her​‍ hand at the⁠​‌ sudden coughing fit.​

Mary‌⁠‌ had just gone​ out to get‌ handkerchiefs, so she⁠‌‍ had no other​‌⁠ option.

“……”‌

Overcoming‌ the dizziness, she‍⁠ lowered her gaze​ to her hand.‍​

It‍⁠ was not a handkerchief.

It⁠​ was blood pooling‌​⁠ in her own⁠​ palm.

Death‍ felt more real​ than ever.

It‍ was a sign⁠ that she was‌‍‍ reaching her limit.​⁠​

Click.⁠‍

“Miss.​ I brought the⁠‍‌ handkerchiefs… M-Miss!?”

Mary‍ returned at just​‌ the right moment.​⁠‌

When⁠​​ she saw her,​ she ran toward​​ her in terror.‍

“……Mary.”‍‍‌

“I​‍⁠ will call the‌⁠ doctor right now.‌ Today the blood‍‍‍ is…”

“No.‍⁠‍ It’s fine. There⁠‌ is no need⁠ anymore.”

“Miss?”‌

At‍‍‌ the order not‌ to call the⁠ doctor, Mary looked​⁠‍ at her in‍​ disbelief.

Selena‌‍ nodded.

“I⁠ think there really​‌ isn’t much time⁠ left.”

“M-miss,‍⁠ you can’t give‍ up so soon…”⁠​⁠

“I​ also know medicine.‌⁠‍ I know the⁠ state of my‌ body better than​​ anyone.”

She‌​‌ had studied everything​‌ related to medicine‌​‍ in order to‍‍⁠ survive.

But⁠​ she obtained nothing.‌​

Only⁠ the certainty that⁠‍‍ she had a time limit.

Mary‍​ looked at her‌⁠‍ with trembling eyes.‌‌​

But​ Selena remained firm.‌​

“Thank​ you for the⁠⁠ handkerchiefs. Go rest.​⁠​ I will call‌ you if I need you.”

“……Miss.”‍‍

“I‍ want to be‍​ alone. Go.”

At⁠ the cold order​ of dismissal, Mary⁠‌​ left reluctantly.

Until⁠ the very last​ moment, she did​​ not stop looking‌‍ at her with⁠‌ concern.

Selena‍⁠‍ felt her heart⁠⁠​ warm at that​ kindness.

Even‌ though her face​‍‍ remained frozen.

‘I‍ will have to⁠​‌ ask them to‍‍⁠ adopt Mary as‍⁠ a daughter.’

That⁠‍ would be her⁠‍ will.

Her​ way of rewarding‌​‌ the one who​ stayed by her‍⁠​ side until the‍‌⁠ end.

She​‌⁠ lay back on‌⁠​ the bed.

The​‌ dizziness lessened a little, but her​‍​ body became heavier.‌⁠

She​⁠ could not even⁠ take a single‌⁠​ step outside the⁠ bed anymore.

‘Mr.​‌⁠ Grills… will he​ be alright?’

When​ death felt closer​​⁠ than ever, someone⁠‍‍ came to her⁠⁠ mind.

If‌⁠ she was infinitely‍‌‍ close to death,​ he lived walking‍ right in front​​​ of it every​‌ single day.

With​‌ blurred vision, she​​​ barely managed to‌‌ connect to the‌⁠​ gallery.

‘Adult…⁠ mandrake? What is‍‍ this now?’

As‍‌ expected of Grills.​⁠

He‌ had found another​‌​ strange thing.

It‌ was not an​‍ animal this time,‍‌ but a plant.‍

And⁠‌ that interested her⁠ even more.

‘I⁠‍ understand that mandrake‌ contains yang energy…’‌‍​

If⁠​ that was the‌​ case, couldn’t it⁠⁠‌ improve her condition​ even a little?​

With⁠ that thought, she‌⁠⁠ left a few⁠‍‍ comments.

And‍​ then she discovered⁠‌ something surprising.

‘Couldn’t‍ adult mandrakes cure⁠ it?’

But​ there was a condition.

And‌⁠ moreover, an extremely‍ cruel condition.

At⁠⁠ least six adult‍‌⁠ mandrakes were needed.‍

Seeing‍‍ even one in​ an entire lifetime‍ was already difficult‌​ and they were​‌‍ asking for six.⁠

It‍ was torture disguised⁠ as hope.

Just‍‌ when she was⁠‍ about to give‍​ up completely, a comment appeared that​​‍ was impossible to⁠⁠ ignore.

ㄴWildGrills)​⁠ There are a ton of them⁠⁠ here, you know?⁠‌‌

ㄴStarlightLady)​⁠‌ Huh?

Out​⁠‍ of surprise she⁠‍ wrote a strange‍‍‍ reply.

It‍ was impossible for‍ her to believe‍‌ it.

Even‌‍​ if it was‌‍ the Forest of⁠⁠⁠ Four Seasons, wasn’t⁠ that too much?⁠

That‌​⁠ was the first‌ thing she thought.⁠​‌

But‌ shortly afterward, when‍⁠ she saw the⁠​⁠ post and the⁠‌ photos Grills uploaded,‌ she changed her⁠​⁠ mind.

‘What‍ if…?’

What⁠​​ if with Grills’‌ help she could​​ free herself from​ this infernal disease?​‌

Selena⁠​​ had also made​‌​ elixirs before.

She⁠ had dedicated her‍ entire life to⁠​ trying to cure⁠‌​ herself.

And‌ right at that‍‍ moment, Grills seemed⁠​⁠ to prefer elixirs‍ rather than money.‌

If‌‌⁠ she recovered completely,⁠⁠ she could supply⁠ him with elixirs‍ whenever he wanted.‍

‘Did⁠‍ HeavenlyDemon also receive‍‌ help in this⁠⁠ way?’

Suspicion⁠ of a scam?‍‌

No.​

There⁠‌‌ was HeavenlyDemon as‌​ living proof, treating​ him like a benefactor.

Of‍⁠‌ course she did​‍‌ not know whether​‍​ the adult mandrake⁠‍ would be effective‍​‌ against the Obstruction‍‍​ of the Nine‍ Meridians.

But‍ it was like‍ clinging to a straw.

That​​​ expression fit perfectly.‍

‘Will​ Mr. Grills be​ able to gather​⁠⁠ them in time?’‌​‍

It⁠⁠‍ was not a matter of one‍⁠‍ or two days.‌​​

She⁠ could die tomorrow.​‌‌

If⁠‍ Grills had found⁠‌ them a little‍⁠‌ earlier, she would​‍ have had more‌⁠⁠ time.

‘Collecting‌ mandrakes takes time…⁠‌ will it be​⁠ alright?’

Just⁠ when anxiety enveloped​‍ her, she received‍⁠ a trade request.‍

[User‍ WildGrills has sent​‌‌ you a trade⁠ request. Accept?]

It‌ was him.

Selena‌‍‍ blinked while looking‍‍‍ at the window.​⁠‍

Did‍‍ he gather them‍ all in such​ a short time?‍

For⁠​⁠ a moment she‍⁠‌ had hope, but‌ she shook her‍ head.

‘Surely⁠ he will give‌ me the ones⁠​‌ he had already‍‍ collected.’

That‍ was logical.

Don’t⁠‌ get your hopes‌‌‌ up.

With⁠‌ moderate expectations, she‌ accepted.

[WildGrills:‍ Hello, StarlightLady. I gathered 7 adult‍‌​ mandrakes.]

[StarlightLady:​‍​ Huh?]

As⁠ soon as she​​ accepted, she was⁠​‌ stunned.

Outwardly​ she only blinked​ without expression, but‍⁠‌ she was completely​ surprised.

‘He‌‌​ already gathered them​​‍ all? How?’

She​⁠‌ thought it would‍‍‍ take at least​‌‍ a day.

It​ was completely beyond‍ expectations.

[StarlightLady:⁠⁠⁠ You already gathered​ them? Is that‍‍ possible?]

[WildGrills:‌​‍ Before they screamed,‍⁠⁠ I punched them​‍ and they calmed‌‌​ down. I also⁠⁠ stuffed dirt into​⁠ their mouths, so‍‌ it should be‌ safe.]

[StarlightLady:‌ ….]

Selena​⁠ was speechless.

She‍ blinked a couple⁠‌ of times.

Was‌‌​ that how mandrakes‍⁠⁠ were supposed to⁠⁠⁠ be collected?

Normally‌ the ideal method⁠‌​ was to use‌ silence or sleep‍‌ magic.

‘Is‍ this what they⁠⁠‍ called magic (physical)​​⁠ in the gallery?’⁠

Anyway.‍⁠⁠

If⁠⁠ he said he‌⁠ had already gathered‌⁠ them, then she‌​ had to accept‌​ them.

She‍‌ swallowed and continued‌​ the conversation.

Although⁠‍​ her face was‍ rigid, her words‍‍‌ showed different emotions.‌

[StarlightLady:‌‍ Is it really⁠ alright? It is⁠ something so valuable…‌ can you give‌ all of it⁠ to me…?]

[WildGrills:‍‍​ It just seemed​‍ like it hurt‍​‌ you a lot.]‌⁠⁠

[StarlightLady:‍ What if I am lying?]

[WildGrills:‍‌ Then next time⁠‍​ we stop trading.]‌

A truly naïve thought.‌‌

Or‍ perhaps simply a mentality of if‍​‌ it doesn’t work,‍​ it doesn’t matter.‌‌

Selena⁠‍​ let out a soft exhale before⁠‍‌ recovering her impassive⁠ expression.

But⁠ the corner of‍​⁠ her lips lifted‍‌‍ almost imperceptibly.

No‍ wonder HeavenlyDemon sought​​ him so much.​​

Even‌‌ if he did‍ strange things, deep⁠‌‌ down he was‍ a good person.‍

[StarlightLady:⁠‍‍ Thank you very⁠⁠​ much. But it‍​‍ was so sudden‌⁠ that I will⁠⁠ not be able​​ to give you‌⁠ the elixir immediately.​ Is that alright?]‍

[WildGrills:​‍ Make the request‌‍​ next time. That‌ is enough.]

[StarlightLady:​⁠⁠ Thank you. Truly,​ thank you.]

The‍​ small ember of​ hope that remained‌⁠⁠ began to grow⁠‍⁠ slowly.

Selena​​ filled her heart⁠ with hope and‌‍‍ suddenly felt curious.⁠‌

Grills​​‌ was someone who‍⁠ lived as close‌‍ to death as​​‍ she did.

A body that could‍​‌ die tomorrow.

[StarlightLady:‍⁠ Mr. Grills. May‌⁠⁠ I ask you‌​ something?]

[WildGrills:⁠ What thing?]

[StarlightLady:​​⁠ If you knew‍‌‍ you were going⁠​ to die tomorrow,⁠ what would you‍ do?]

There​ is a saying.⁠‍‍

Even‌​ if the world‍​ ended tomorrow, I would plant an‌‌ apple tree today.‍

An​​ answer repeated so⁠​ many times that​‍ it had already‌‍ become cliché.

She⁠ thought Grills would⁠‌‌ say something similar.​‌

But⁠​‍ his answer exceeded​‌ all her expectations.‌‌

[WildGrills:‍ Why think about​‍ dying tomorrow?]

[StarlightLady:‌ Then…?]

[WildGrills:‌ You have to‌‍‌ think about living⁠⁠ today.]

“……”‍

Think​ about living today.‍‌‌

Those​​ words pierced Selena’s‌⁠ heart.

She‌ had also wanted​ to live once.‍

But​‌‌ her cursed body​‌ destroyed that desire.​‌‌

Since‌‍ then, she had‍​‌ only waited for‌​ the day of⁠⁠⁠ her death.

‘But‌ now…’

She‌​‍ stared at her⁠ lap.

There,⁠‌ after the trade,⁠​⁠ several red adult​⁠ mandrakes rested.

‘I​​ want to live.’⁠

Ding!​​

Without‌‍ hesitation, she pressed‍ the bell.

Mary​​ entered immediately.

“Do‌‌‌ you need something,‍‌‌ miss?”

“Mary.‍​​ Take me to⁠‌‌ the laboratory.”

“To​ the laboratory?”

“Yes.”‍‌​

At⁠⁠​ Mary’s confused gaze,‍⁠ she added.

“And⁠‌‍ take this as​ well.”

She‍​ pointed at the​‍ adult mandrakes.

Mary​‍ tilted her head.‌‍

“What‌‌ are those ugly​​ plants? Where did‍​ they come from?”‌

“Mm…”‌

Selena​ hesitated for a moment before answering​​‌ quietly.

“Let’s‌‍‌ say they appeared.”​‍⁠

For⁠​ now, she had⁠‍​ no choice but​​ to evade the​‍ explanation.

 

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