Childhood Friend of the Zenith – 353 (Part 2)



353 (Part 2)

“…Damn it… What does he think he is a martial artist!? We’re healers not protectors! I told him that!”

“…”

He shouts but inside he’s rotting away.

“Senior… I think we need more cloth.”

The things to wipe away the blood are running low.

Even amidst this chaos a few have already breathed their last.

At that level no matter how great my master is he wouldn’t be able to save them.

There’s no hell worse than this.

The man who had been working tirelessly bites his lip.

He had run away from the duty of the medical team to avoid seeing this.

The once-promising prodigies are dying one by one as time passes.

The physician hides his trembling hands and continues to move. The blood won’t stop.

The wounds are deep.

They are cuts made to kill so they can’t help but be deep.

He can’t heal the wounds.

It seems that those who died without being saved have exceeded a dozen.

“Bring another dagger. Before the fire goes out we need to rekindle it…”

As he passes by the physician a white hand reaches out.

The hand touches the blood-soaked body of the martial artist without hesitation.

Seeing that the physician gasps.

“Who are you!? What is this…!”

The physician who was about to shout suddenly stops speaking.

It’s because he met the gaze of blue eyes that seemed to hold the sky.

What he feels is a subtle chill.

The woman who looks cold enough not to feel strange is someone he knows.

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She is a member of the Moyong Clan one of the four great families.

A prodigy who holds a position among the Six Dragons and Three Peaks.

It is Seolbong (雪鳳) Moyong Hee-ah.

Suuuu.

A chill spreads from the hand that Moyong Hee-ah extends.

What mixes with that chill is undoubtedly qi. Perhaps because of that the blood that was gushing out and the screams gradually subside.

“…What….”

“What are you doing?”

As the physician tries to express his confusion Moyong Hee-ah’s cold voice pierces through.

“You should be doing your job. Are you just going to watch?”

“…!”

The physician regaining his senses after hearing her words hurriedly moves his hands.

There was no time to hesitate.

Time passes.

Moyong Hee-ah naturally blends in among them as if she had always been there.

Using her unique chill and qi she begins to assist in treating the wounded.

As time goes by just when a moment arrives where they can finally catch their breath.

The physician looks for her.

“…Thank you.”

Moyong Hee-ah slightly nods at the physician’s gratitude.

Both of their conditions are far from good.

The clothing that looked expensive is soaked in blood.

Her hair which had been neatly arranged is now a mess matted with blood.

The bloodstains on her pure white cheeks might seem alluring at a glance but…

“Stop staring at me.”

At Moyong Hee-ah’s words the physician has to turn his head away.

“I’m sorry.”

“I have someone I’m attached to so it’s a bit uncomfortable to be looked at like that.”

“Excuse me?”

The physician asks as if he doesn’t understand what she means.

Moyong Hee-ah speaks in a flat tone.

“Usually those who look at me like that all end up falling for me.”

“…”

“I don’t like it when things get bothersome so please be careful.”

It was a rather annoying and arrogant statement.

But since it was spoken by Seolbong it held considerable weight.

In fact the physician himself thought it was dangerous.

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“Seeing this it seems I’m not dead yet…”

“Excuse me…?”

“Why doesn’t it work on that man…?”

She seems displeased nonetheless.

Moyong Hee-ah whispers like that.

A woman who knows she is beautiful naturally becomes attractive just by that.

In that regard Moyong Hee-ah was a woman of overwhelming charm.

Even in this situation the physician finds himself thinking that way.

‘Does she have a fiancé?’

He couldn’t know for sure but amusingly he found himself feeling envious for a moment.

Putting that aside for now.

“Thank you once again for your help.”

The physician expresses his gratitude to Moyong Hee-ah.

It’s unusual for a member of a prestigious family to help to the point of getting into such a state.

He had heard that Seolbong like most members of the Moyong Clan was cold and calculating.

Could it be that she is actually a warm person?

“There’s no need to thank me. It was a bit troublesome to have the bloodline of the merchant family I had taken under my wing die. I did this because it’s fine to incur a debt like this.”

“…”

Hearing her words the physician smiles bitterly.

“Even so it was a great help.”

“Of course. Thanks to you the qi center is completely empty now.”

The qi mixed with the chill was a significant help in healing.

Moreover it wasn’t just that Moyong Hee-ah had some knowledge of medicine; she wasn’t merely using it for hemostasis.

Whatever the reason if it meant saving lives it was satisfactory for the physician.

Suddenly Moyong Hee-ah asks the physician.

“It’s you isn’t it?”

“…Excuse me?”

“The one who is said to be the disciple of the Divine.”

“…”

The physician’s eyes widen at Moyong Hee-ah’s words.

…How did she know?

It was something that no one should have known.

That he was a direct disciple of the Divine.

“…That’s…”

“I believe that everything I did will be counted as a debt.”

As Moyong Hee-ah leaves with a smile the physician lets out a hollow laugh.

So what she just said means that this was all a calculated action?

If that’s the case it feels terrifying yet at the same time it exudes an amplified charm.

To think that a brief encounter could lead to this.

He felt it would take a long time to erase the budding feelings.

That’s why the physician felt envious.

Of the person she referred to as her attachment.

Thud.

Moyong Hee-ah exhausted from sitting all day finally lets out a sigh.

“Hah.”

Only now could she exhale the breath she had been holding.

‘…It was harder than I thought.’

Her tired and fatigued body finally felt the strain at this point.

‘Is this the price for neglecting my training?’

It must be the price for stopping her qi training to heal.

She even used the chill she had intended not to use so the fatigue must be even greater.

‘What am I really doing this for?’

Moyong Hee-ah chuckles to herself as she walks.

Wondering what she was suffering for.

‘How petty saying I came but didn’t even show my face?’

She also felt anger at the man who hadn’t even shown his face.

While she was struggling like this he had only glanced at the injured women and left.

“How could he do this when I’m the one getting hurt?”

Should she curse her perfectly fine body?

Moyong Hee-ah found it absurd even though it was a thought she had conjured herself.

It was a childish remark that didn’t suit her personality.

Then she purses her lips.

“…I hope he’s not hurt.”

Worrying about the well-being of the man she had just cursed.

She couldn’t help but know about the events he had caused as the rumors had already spread.

How did such a situation arise?

Moyong Hee-ah felt a headache coming on as she recalled the unfolding events.

‘…This isn’t good.’

It wasn’t about the ambush.

Of course that was included but since it was already a done deal she set that aside.

The real problem lay ahead.

The Shinryonggwan where descendants of prestigious families had gathered in droves.

In that place dozens of wounded had died due to the ambush.

Right now the Murim Alliance was either unaware or unresponsive.

‘They probably don’t know; that’s why they’re acting like this.’

If the situation were to come to light later on.

This would be a crisis.

A crisis for the Murim Alliance.

As the future unfolded in her mind.

Moyong Hee-ah kept brushing her hair back.

The sensation of dried blood caught between her fingers made her frown.

Amidst it all something comes to mind.

If the situation has come to this the first thing that would unfold.

It was more concerning than her own dirty state.

It couldn’t be helped.

“If this happens surely…”

Moyong Hee-ah had already envisioned most of what would happen to the Murim Alliance and the Shinryonggwan.

But the most important matter in that situation was something else.

That was.

“My father will come…”

The Clan Head of the Moyong Clan Baek Cheon-gyeom (白天劍主).

It had become a situation where he had to take action personally.