Became the Only Healer in the Academy

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It was the first kind of light I had ever seen.

In the first place, it was an environment where light could not be seen from the surroundings at this time, so it was probably the first light I had ever seen.

An unfamiliar but warm light that reminded me of my mother’s warm embrace, which I had not noticed, circulated for a moment, and then disappeared completely.

“Uh, how…”

Perhaps he was too curious about the situation, Kathman unconsciously let out a loud noise, and at that voice the man put his finger inside the hood.

“Shh. I will wake up.”

Katman covered his mouth with both hands.

The man’s face was nowhere to be seen, but he gently stroked Cartman’s head as if he had burst out laughing, and left the hut.

“Sue, pilgrim!”

“yes?”

“Where are you going?”

“Well…”

The man pondered for a moment, then answered indifferently.

“next door?”

“…yes?”

It was only then that Kathman realized the answer.

Why did this man who calls himself a pilgrim appear here?

‘The house next door is…’

In the beginning, this area was not a big deal as there was only one patient in the house.

A place where you could see people dying every day, and many people getting closer to that death.

“Should I go to bed now? It was late.”

“…yes!”

He wanted to follow that pilgrim if he felt like it, but he was a Kathman who knew better than anyone that he couldn’t, so he nodded vigorously and went inside the hut.

“I can’t hear the breath…”

I couldn’t hear my mother’s breathing.

It wasn’t that he couldn’t breathe.

The heavy wheezing, as if breathing itself was painful, now only resounded evenly and quietly.

They hadn’t checked it properly yet, and they had to wake up tomorrow to find out, so Kathman crumpled up to find an empty spot in the small hut.

Hoping for the things that I expected today to happen tomorrow.

“…”

“…ah! bro! wake up!”

“Yes…”

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Maybe it was because he slept a little late yesterday, or maybe because he was much more tired than usual, Kathman woke up belatedly rubbing his eyes.

“Are you awake?”

“…”

A voice from behind.

was it low or high?

Or a voice that I couldn’t even remember whether it was kind or cold.

But as soon as I heard it, I knew it.

The main character of this voice is his mother.

“Uh, um…ma…?”

“…Come here.”

maybe it’s a dream

maybe it’s in vain

So doubting the current situation, Kathman walked towards his mother’s arms, who were waiting for him with open arms.

‘Warm… do…’

Now everything came to mind.

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Mother’s voice was neither low nor high, and she was kind, and her arms were warmer than anything else.

“…do you?”

“…okay? Huh, what…”

A loud noise was heard outside.

The morning hours were always noisy, but it was a commotion with everyone getting ready to work, not the kind of rumbling noise like this.

“Mom. Can I go out for a while?”

“then. Go.”

He wanted to be in his mother’s arms more, but Kathman wondered what the person who restored this happiness had done.

Perhaps the hustle and bustle out there is one of his achievements?

“Uncle Tyree. What happen?”

“Five? katman? are you okay? I heard about it yesterday.”

“Ah yes.”

“…have you ever met that pilgrim?”

“Pilgrimage… are you sleeping? Have you met him too?”

“Huh, Kathman is the only person who has ever met a pilgrim. I didn’t meet you, look at that.”

On the central sandy bottom of the village Tyri pointed to, the words pilgrim and the word departure were written.

“Every patient in the village has robbed and woke up.”

“Ah… well…”

“More than that, how did you meet that pilgrim? huh? what does it look like Where did you say you were going?”

“I, I’m fine…”

“What? Did Kathman meet the pilgrims?”

“Katman? Um, come to think of it, Katman must have been yesterday…”

In spite of this commotion, how well he hears these words, the villagers who heard Tyri’s words began to cling to Kathman.

“Where did you meet? yes?”

“I, there is a friend of mine in the village next door…Did you go there?”

“Did the pilgrim heal you yesterday too?”

“Hey, stop asking! I don’t know either!”

Kathman couldn’t keep up with the pressure and disgust that came upon him.

People who didn’t even pay attention to them when they were having such a hard time approached so close with the sole intention of knowing their faces and names.

Not knowing the details of the pilgrims in the first place also contributed.

Kathman rushed into the hut and hugged her again as if jumping into her mother’s arms.

“It’s okay.”

“Mom…”

“Is he the one who cured your mother?”

“yes that’s right.”

“What cured you?”

“yes.”

The mother held Katman’s face buried in her arms with both hands, making eye contact and said:

“Did I say thank you?”

“Of course… uh…”

Kathman remembered what had happened yesterday.

Did you say thank you?

He was treating his mother. He didn’t know his condition, so even if he said that, Kathman didn’t even thank him for treating him.

“Oh, no…”

“If I ever meet him, I must tell him. Thank you.”

“…yes!”

Kathman buried his face in his mother’s arms again.

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Mother gently stroked Katman’s hair.

“…is it?”

“right.”

That was then.

The voice coming from outside wasn’t the kind of muffled voice like before.

A voice heard right in front of the hut.

“Hey, Cartman. Look at me.”

“who are you?”

“What, isn’t this Kathman’s mother’s voice?”

“That’s right. I woke up. Kathman! Come out quickly.”

These were the voices of those who gave Kathman work.

Why did people who had never come before come to visit?

“I will go out. Mom.”

“If I don’t go… can’t I?”

“yes. Then I don’t know what to do.”

Kathman ran out of the hut, stroking his mother’s hand, who had been stroking his hair a while ago, as if everything was going well.

“Why, why?”

“Hey, is he all cured?”

“Yes. Hey Cartman. that pilgrim. Where did you go?”

“I, I don’t know.”

“ha…”

Taking a deep breath, the man grabbed the entrance to the hut above Kathman’s head and asked again.

“You don’t want to lose the happiness of your family that has been restored, do you?”

“Oh, that…!”

“So, tell me everything you know. All you know is what clothes you wore, how tall you were, whether you were a man or a woman, where you went.”

“However…”

“Twitter, let’s start.”

As Kathman hesitated, the men began to infuse magic into the hands holding the hut.

“Wait, wait! I’ll tell you everything, please…”

“It should come out like that.”

“Not to talk about here, come with me.”

The hand of the man holding the hut was directed to the back of Kathman, who moved with the men while still floating in the air.

“therefore. Tell me everything you know.”

“That’s what…”

“Hey, go and get rid of all those huts…”

“I am a man! He was the same height as the manager, and his voice was somehow dignified.”

“and? How did you meet?”

“I was lying there yesterday, and I woke up and suddenly he appeared behind me.”

The men seemed to be quite interested in Katman’s story.

“Keep talking.”

“He healed me and went to my house with me. A warm light lit inside the hut, and the pilgrim left the place. This is all I know.”

“Hmm…”

Looking into Kathman’s eyes, it seemed that the pilgrim’s whereabouts were unknown.

“Twitter, I’m sorry.”

“Then…can I go?”

“Where?”

“at home…”

“Home? Did you have a house?”

“…yes?”

Cartman, who was thinking with blank eyes about what the man was saying, got up and went to the hut of himself and his family.

“Who sent you?”

One of the managers guarding the door blocked the front of Kathman.

“Move!! Vicky!!”

He swung his arms, which were not yet fully grown, but there was no threat to those who were Hunters.

The man who was watching it said with a smile as if it was funny.

“Send it. You have to see it with your own eyes.”

Kathman pushed the hand of the man standing in front of him with all his might and ran quickly to where the hut was located.

“Heh heh, heh heh…”

The front of the hut we arrived in such a hurry.

However, I couldn’t see where the hut was, and I could see my mother and younger brothers kneeling in front of the hut.

“Uh, why…”

Tears that I had been holding back began to flow even when I found out that my mother was awake.

Only one feeling of pure vengeance.

“Katman. There is no place for me to stay now… in our building.”

“…yes.”

“Now it’s a little childish. I didn’t really listen to you.”

Although they were still young and uneducated Kathman, their intentions were dirty and ugly enough for anyone to see.

Kathman is the only one who knows about pilgrims.

They would put such an existence in their hands and squeeze out as much information as possible.

But Kathman couldn’t refuse.

Right now, my mother and younger brothers seem to be sitting on the street.

“Well, don’t worry about food in the future. no need to work You just have to do what we say.”

“…yes.”

The man stroking Kathman’s hair, now docile, instructs the managers to take Kathman’s family to their place of residence.

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“After that, if we find that pilgrim, our power will expand…”

As it is a place that is neglected by everyone, all laws, rules, and order here have been defined by force.

The emergence of pilgrims, who can heal people in such a situation, was a key to changing the physiology of this place.

“By the way, didn’t anyone out there with healing powers?”

“Is it Kim Seong-hyun? Wait, did another healer appear?”

“Hmm… I need to find out. If that pilgrim is Hunter Kim Seong-hyun, we alone are not enough.”

“What country was it… did you say Korea? Shall we find out sometime? Is Kim Seong-hyun there?”

The man shook his head at the manager’s question.

No matter how much you think about it, you will not be able to grasp information on one of the great powers, the Republic of Korea, from this periphery.

“…right. There was a way.”

I had the thought of scratching that man’s head.

Do they really need to know?

“Contact everyone involved in the press.”

“why?”

“Another healer has appeared.”

“I’m not quite sure yet…”

“No, if it becomes known like this, we will find out the location of a hunter named Kim Seong-hyun in other countries. The existence of a healer is enormous, so not only hunters but also the general public will be interested, so there is a high possibility that it will be disclosed in the media.”

“Wow, too…our brain…”

“I’ll explain it to you, so when you reach out, check to see if another pilgrim has appeared in another town.”

“Okay!”

With the perfect plan, the man smiled proudly.

I hope that a hunter named Kim Seong-hyun will remain in Korea.