Finally freed from hours of Eun-Ha’s nagging, Se-Hoon completed the discharge procedures without additional tests and returned to his dorm. He would have usually undergone a series of thorough examinations upon awakening after three days, but the epitome of the medical field, Pilgrim Karl Anderson, had treated his wounds himself. 0

Maybe I should just say I got treated by him from now on, Se-Hoon thought, acknowledging once again how important one’s reputation was.  0

Making it to his room, he entered, looked around it, and immediately shook his head. Its peaceful atmosphere made the battle three days ago feel like a distant dream, so much so that he even momentarily wondered if he had fallen victim to some illusion.0

This is always the problem when fighting those kinds of enemies.0

He recalled how his fights against those who manipulated dreams always left him second-guessing reality even after the battle had long ended. In fact, it was a common, delicate issue that had claimed many lives because the psychological strain frequently resulted in obsessive paranoia.0

People should really learn how to let it go after checking enough times. 1

Se-Hoon knew very clearly that over-fixation on such matters would do him no good. Shaking off the feeling, he sank into the couch in the living room, letting it completely support him.0

“Whew…” 0

With everything over, he felt relaxed to the point where he could fall asleep instantly if it were a bed. Taking a brief moment to rest his eyes, he began stretching to loosen up his body.0

Let’s check my stats first.0

[Lee Se-Hoon]0

[Strength - B (244)  Stamina - B (248)0

Mana...0