Seol Jihu and Teresa Hussey stayed at the lake for dozens of minutes, but they knew they couldn’t stay there until the end of time. Now that they had quenched their thirst and filled their canteen with water, they reluctantly left the lake.

Pain still pierced their bodies with each step they took, but things were much better now that they relieved their thirst. Their steps were much lighter as they exited the Forest of Denial and climbed up the Napal Hill. Of course, they didn’t push themselves and took periodic rests, walking both day and night.

On the third night since their departure from the Forest of Denial.

“What are you going to do first when you get back?”

Teresa asked in the middle of their night march.

‘When I go back to Haramark?’

There were many things he wanted to do – meeting his comrades, eating delicious food and drinking beverages until he couldn’t stomach them anymore, treating his wounds, going to the temple, training once he recovered, and….

‘Eh?’

Suddenly, he felt like he was forgetting something important….

[In the future, when you need to go somewhere, anywhere, you give me a call first. Do you hear me?]

‘Ah!’

He barely stopped himself from shouting out loud. In truth, Seol Jihu had hesitated in calling Kim Hannah before he departed for the rescue mission. Ultimately, he decided against it, knowing she would never approve of him going.

He wanted to complete the mission secretly and pretend he didn’t know a thing about it, but… well, now that things had come to this, there was little to no chance that she wouldn’t have found out.

‘My back….’

Remembering the power of Kim Hannah’s slap, Seol Jihu sighed inwardly. Teresa...