## Chapter 375 – The Color From Space
“You little black bastard, burying your head in Unni’s chest again. Here, I got the money. 20 silver. Adding up today’s earnings, it’s 39 silver, right? Now, Blackie, quickly lift your head and clap.”
ㅡClap clap clap clap!!!
Instead of clapping, I used my good arm to pat my chest, detaching my face from Claudia’s bosom.
“Let’s go to the monastery now. It breaks my heart to keep seeing Blackie’s arm messed up. We need to get it treated as soon as possible. Get up.”
“Yes.”
I have so much to do today.
Griped by Winia’s hand, I was led to the relief monastery. I’ve been relying on this place a lot lately. Healing is such a reliable means of recovery that I can’t help but use it.
If I have the money.
“He’s here with a fractured arm.”
“Oh dear. You’re using your body too roughly, aren’t you?”
“You can say that again.”
Entering the monastery, I registered with the priest at the counter and waited for a while. Various people were moving busily, and I felt a contrasting kind of energy. It’s a busy place in many ways.
The fact that there’s energy in a medical facility like this is proof that this world is fierce.
“Blackie, I’m only saying this now, but prioritize your body above all else. What good is money or anything else if you die? Got it? Don’t push yourself too hard.”
“I know that very well. Winia-sama.”
“Winia probably doesn’t know because she’s a mage. That’s one of the things that makes Katt cool.”
“Unni and I have very different ideas. Sigh.”
While we were sitting in the waiting area, chatting, the priest called my name, and I stood up. Following his guidance, I arrived at the bustling general treatment room.
Inside, people with various injuries were receiving healing from nuns and priests. I checked to see if there were any familiar faces, but there weren’t any.
“You’re here with a fractured arm? Your name is?”
After waiting for a while, a blonde nun with seaweed-like hair and a languid expression approached me and asked.
“Katt.”
“I see. I’m Sasha.”
I bowed my head to her and told her about my symptoms.
“We’ve done some first aid for now.”
“Excellent. Then let’s start the treatment.”
“But this is my first time with a fracture, so does healing fix bones too?”
“Hmm… that’s a bit different for each person. Some people can stop bleeding, regenerate wounds, and even erase scars, while I, for example, seem to have more power in fixing and regenerating bones.”
The nun explained in a surprisingly coherent tone, despite her tired appearance. Putting the story together, it was clear that this was another world.
For me, healing and magic are both mysterious concepts, so I can just accept it as it is and move on.
The fact that wounds heal just by shining light on them is a miracle in itself.
Strictly speaking, the mana residing in my body is the same.
“Now, please extend your arm.”
Carefully, mindful of the pain, I placed my arm on the table, and the nun skillfully removed the splint and grabbed my arm.
“Beep…!”
I could feel the pain just from being touched.
A fracture is still a fracture.
“Now, I’ll start the treatment. It might hurt, but you can’t scream.”
“I’m not a kid, why would I scream?”
The nun prayed in a small voice. Then, her hand began to glow with a greenish light, and I felt a warm energy.
Receiving healing isn’t painful at all.
This healing feeeeeeeeeeeeel!!!!!!!!
“Teeeeeeeeeeeeeeng!!!!!!!!”
“Ah! Quiet!”
In an instant, the nun grabbed my arm with all her might, and I felt a dying pain. I couldn’t say, “You fucking bitch!” so I clenched my teeth and suppressed the pain.
No, shit! It’s not just “might hurt,” it fucking hurts!
It’s okay when I’m fighting, but I can’t stand the pain when I’m not in combat!
“It’s a bit of a rough method, but it’s good for bone setting to directly infuse divine power like this. Relax and bear with it for a little longer.”
“Huk…!”
“Hmm, I can feel mana… the healing effect isn’t that good in this case… well, it doesn’t matter since you have mana, your natural healing power will be good anyway.”
Karin had said something similar once.
She said that for someone of her skill level, most healing wouldn’t work. It would be cheaper to just drink a potion.
My guess is that the amount of mana in the body or something similar reduces the amount of healing. In other words, the stronger you are, the more the treatment costs.
“Kieeeeeeeeeeeek!!!”
“Such a whiny patient! Be quiet! How can someone who looks like they could eat monsters be like this! Shut your mouth!”
“It hurts too much, damn it!!! It really fucking hurts, please stop!!”
“Setting bones always hurts!! So, are you going to use your body roughly or not!”
Suddenly, the nun scolded me and spoke in a threatening tone.
I felt like I was being punished for using my body roughly!
“I won’t! I won’t, so please be gentle!!!”
“Before I make it hurt more, swear to Ishatarehdi that you’ll never get hurt again!”
“Who is that!!!”
“The goddess of mercy and opportunity! And recovery!!”
“Okay, I swear!”
“Good! So, you’re never going to get hurt again!”
“Yes! Yes! I won’t get hurt, please!”
I endured the hellish treatment time in that way.
Even though I begged the nun to swear to some god I didn’t know, she completely ignored me and just kept repeating that I shouldn’t get hurt.
I understand her heart, but it was so fucking painful that it was just hell.
I was about to foam at the mouth.
I felt like my eyes were rolling back, and I was worried that I might awaken some kind of spirit possession.
“It’s over now. Is your arm okay?”
“Kuek…! Hooo!”
Damn it, I lost all my cool.
I moved my arm. I expected to feel pain, but surprisingly, I didn’t feel anything. Could it be that my brain went crazy from the extreme pain?
Or did the nerves die?
“It doesn’t hurt?”
“I felt like it was attached. But it’s not completely attached, it’ll be weak, so wear a splint for a few weeks. But it shouldn’t interfere with your daily life.”
“…The method seems a bit rough, but thank you. But I have a potion that’s good for bones, would it be better if I drank it?”
“Of course, it would be good. And… if you break your bones again and come back, it will hurt just as much.”
“T-that’s pretty scary.”
“So, are you going to get hurt or not?”
“I will never get hurt!”
I swore like that and came out of the treatment room.
The nun gave me a final service by wrapping a splint around my arm.
It was truly a fanatical obsession with recovery. I could clearly feel her firm belief that there should be no patients in this world from her threats.
Let’s take today’s pain as a lesson and make sure I never suffer a fracture again. It hurt so much that it felt even more painful than when I fought the troll.
I can suppress the pain during battle, but it feels even greater in a safe zone. This place is a space separated from pain.
“Katt. I heard screaming?”
“It’s your imagination. Anyway, let’s go back.”
“Blackie, drink the potion before you go.”
“Yes.”
I immediately downed the potion in one shot.
I waited for a while to see the reaction, but I didn’t notice any difference other than a hot feeling.
What do I have to do now?
Let’s rest.
It’s almost sunset.
“Ah, I’m hungry. Blackie, Unni. Let’s go eat meat.”
“Oh my.”
As I was about to return to the accommodation, Winia grabbed my and Claudia’s sleeves. Come to think of it, I was really hungry.
“Good!”
I immediately went to a nearby restaurant and ate as much meat as I wanted. It was a bit expensive, but we made a lot of money today, so it didn’t matter.
And I returned to the accommodation and finished my day.
I completed the request, disposed of all the loot I brought back. Finally, I got treatment and filled my stomach, so I can rest now.
I unpacked, washed up. After doing everything, I lay down on the bed with Winia and Claudia on either side of me as usual.
“Blackie. I wonder what happened to that hunchback.”
“Who knows.”
The village will take care of it. I only told the village chief the truth of the incident, so order will be established under his judgment.
“Will it be hard to be forgiven? After causing such a thing.”
Claudia said, stroking my chest.
“It’s probably highly likely.”
The community suffered severe threats and damage due to the foolish man’s transgression.
Is this something that can be forgiven?
It will depend on the point of view, but the only thing that is certain is that no society will simply let it pass.
“Well, he’s a moron, so maybe he was forgiven unexpectedly.”
Winia said casually, hugging my neck. In fact, it wasn’t a big deal.
A world where people and monsters fight each other.
Such trivial problems have no value.
Wouldn’t the question of how Coolcooli will survive in the arena provide greater value to the masses?
That’s the kind of problem it is.
“Katt… but I can’t stand it anymore?”
“Blackie, my lower abdomen is throbbing too much.”
Well, I won’t be able to rest until dawn today either.
“Just you wait.”
* * *
Two weeks have passed.
Recovery was smooth with proper nutrition and rest, but during the treatment period, I became a NEET in another world, Kim Katt.
I killed time by borrowing books from the library.
Of course, I didn’t skip training.
However, I only trained, excluding my injured left arm.
Since I became a one-armed man, I tried to create an independent One-Handed Implementation Swordplay (片手実裝切開), but wielding a two-handed sword with only one hand was more difficult than I thought, so I gave up.
Besides that, I thought it was a waste of time, so I went to the Adventurer’s Guild to collect information or visited the library more often.
I also checked in with Karin and met Risha-nim in between.
Winia bought a new magic book from the Magic Tower and showed a high degree of concentration, demonstrating various magics, and Claudia would sleep in the morning and only wake up in the middle of the day.
“Blackie, are you going out?”
“I’m going to stop by the Adventurer’s Guild.”
“Just rest, why are you going out so diligently. It’s good that Blackie is diligent, but I just want to rest.”
“I feel stuffy because I don’t get any fresh air. I’ll be back before lunchtime.”
“Okay, go ahead. What can I do if Blackie wants to take a walk.”
“Anything you want me to buy?”
“Not today.”
I went outside with only simple equipment.
I didn’t wear a splint. It didn’t interfere with my daily life. I don’t feel any pain, but I don’t plan to overdo it. I should only use it for everyday use until it is fully recovered.
It was when I passed the main street and entered the Adventurer’s Guild.
“Barbarian.”
“콥.” (Pronounced “Kop”)
I was grabbed by the shoulder.
“쉑.” (Pronounced “Shyek”)
“슨?” (Pronounced “Seun”)
When I turned around, the usual blonde, shovel-chinned man was grinning. This bastard… come to think of it, it’s been a long time.
It’s the first time I’ve seen him since I killed Alaune and escaped the jungle.
“You bastard, you look so healthy. What have you been up to?”
“Wouldn’t it be the same as usual? More than that, it’s very nice to see you after a long time.”
“Shall we go drink, you fucker?”
“What’s with you offering first for once. Let’s go.”
And so, I ended up entering an old and dark bar in the corner of the city from the morning. This is a place that Kopson knows well.
We ordered rum and dried snacks while talking about each other’s recent situation.
“Hehehe, this bastard. You blew all the money you made in the jungle on gambling, right.”
“Honestly, I thought I could win big because I risked my life once. Because of that, I got into debt and went to a dungeon far away… it was a terrible experience.”
Dungeon?
“What dungeon? There was something like that?”
“I would say it’s more like the basement of a forgotten temple than a dungeon. It was discovered in the mountains far away, and scholars and magicians hired a large number of E-class adventurers for odd jobs. But it’s just doing odd jobs in reality. I think I just killed a lot of giant worm bastards… it’s really terrible. Since the jungle was created, the number of large worm monsters has increased nearby.”
“The world is really going to hell.”
“I hate bugs so much. I hate disgusting things.”
“You’re from a farming family, right.”
“That’s why I hate farming.”
That’s roughly the story.
Kopson was also working hard near Isvant. But what kind of wealth and glory is this bastard trying to enjoy by obsessing over gambling?
He’ll hurt his big jaw one day.
“But Barbarian. Have you heard that story?”
“What is it.”
“I’m talking about that amazing story.”
“I don’t know what it is?”
Kopson, who drank the rum, put down his cup and said with a serious face.
“A huge meteor fell.”
