The voices around me[1] told me the urgency of the situation, and I could see everyone’s shocked faces as well. In an instant, the room became filled with noises, causing the leader of the Sacred Democratic Country and Miss Pristina to barge into the meeting room. We obviously didn’t greet each other because they immediately joined the group checking Mr. Lee Ki-Young’s condition.

The holy power of the Democratic Country’s high priests filled the room, and the people among them were acting differently. Some were praying while others were watching the situation worriedly. Mr. Park Deok-Gu continued talking to the high priest while Miss Jung Ha-Yan kept crying, which made them look desperate. The others looked anxious as well.

“Guuuuh. Heeeeeung. Oppaa…” Jung Ha-Yan cried.

“H-He’ll be fine. I’m certain. Calm down,” Park Deok-Gu told her.

“Heeeeeeung. Hiccup. No. I don’t like thiiisss…” she continued.

“Hey, doctor, is there no way to fix this? He’s in so much pain! It doesn’t make sense that his condition is normal,” Park Deok-Gu yelled.

“His condition...