"Eumhahahat—!"
Gwangcheon's laughter echoed loudly in the hospital room.
However, that was also brief. Gwangcheon grimaced, clutching his side.
"Young Master Gwangcheon! Are you alright?"
Seeing that, Jong Seo-eon asked worriedly.
To laugh so loudly when he had just regained consciousness this morning... For a patient like Gwangcheon, it was no different from a suicide attempt.
"S-save ..."
"That's why the doctor told you not to laugh so loudly."
"But... how can I not laugh when I think of the female doctor who brought dicine just now?"
"What, that doesn't even make sense..."
Jong Seo-eon's words trailed off as he sighed.
Yes, this was the person nad Gwangcheon.
It had been quite a while since he had seen this side of him, so Jong Seo-eon had forgotten that fact.
"Young Master Jong, do you perhaps know that female doctor's na?"
"...I don't know."
"Co on— you've been here a month longer than and you don't even know that? What have you been doing all this ti?"
"..."
Why did he have to know that female doctor's na?
He had co here as a patient, not to leisurely find out won's nas.
However, to Gwangcheon, it seed that finding out that female doctor's na was far more important than healing his own body.
"In my heart, there is only Young Lady Wol-yeong! Even if that female doctor told her na, I'm not interested!"
"That's the wrong mindset."
"...?"
"A man's heart must be broad. What does that an? It ans you must have the capacity to accept all the won in the world."
That's... capacity?
Although he agreed with the statent that one's heart must be broad, Jong Seo-eon could by no ans agree with the capacity in the sense Gwangcheon was talking about.
"So, keep Young Lady Tang in a corner of your heart, and make room for other won to co in at any ti."
"..."
"Although we are friends, I am telling you this as a senior in life."
Jong Seo-eon turned his head sharply, as if he didn't need to listen anymore.
He had been worried when Gwangcheon had suddenly collapsed and been brought to the Infirmary yesterday... but now, he felt that he had worried for nothing.
'By the way, why did this person co here?'
Jong Seo-eon still didn't know the reason why Gwangcheon was injured.
He suddenly beca curious and wanted to ask, but since he had already turned his head, it was a little embarrassing to look that way again.
It was then.
The presence of soone opening the door and entering the hospital room where Jong Seo-eon and Gwangcheon were lying was felt.
"Female doctor?"
As soon as he felt the presence, Gwangcheon turned his head sharply in that direction.
From his expression and voice, it was clear that he was expecting the female doctor who had brought him dicine earlier, but unfortunately, the people who opened the door and ca in were both n.
"It's ."
"Captain!"
"I ca after hearing you regained consciousness. Seeing you looking for a woman, you seem to be fine."
Saying so, Namgung Il ca in with a light smile on his lips.
And even Jeong Hyeon-yeong, who was following behind him.
As the two appeared, not only Gwangcheon's but also Jong Seo-eon's expression brightened.
"Captain! Isn't it class ti now?"
"Skipped it."
"What?"
At Namgung Il's answer, Jong Seo-eon was montarily flustered.
Seeing that, Jeong Hyeon-yeong imdiately gave an additional explanation to Namgung Il's answer.
"There's no class today."
"Uh... was today a holiday?"
"Not that. They said they're taking a break from class today due to circumstances."
"..."
To take a break from class when it wasn't even a holiday... Jong Seo-eon instinctively knew that the reason was related to Gwangcheon's injury.
"Did the Captain get us out?"
Just then, Gwangcheon asked Namgung Il.
Of course, that question was sothing only Namgung Il and Gwangcheon could understand, so the other two had puzzled faces.
"Uh... well, yeah."
Namgung Il vaguely mumbled at Gwangcheon's question.
"You can just make sothing up for those two."
"What?"
"Hide the matter about the Blood Dragon Cult and the Blood Spot Grass. I trust you'll handle it well."
"..."
That bastard Seo Saeng-won... was he really planning to dump everything on ?
He had said that back then, but he had thought that he himself would have explained the situation to Gwangcheon or Tang Wol-yeong.
"What on earth does that an?"
"Namgung Il, co to think of it, weren't you also missing all of yesterday?"
"..."
Starting with Gwangcheon's words, the two asked.
Namgung Il was silent for a mont, then, as if he had organized his thoughts, he opened his mouth.
"Actually, we were trapped in a place called the Labyrinth of Sacrifice."
"The Labyrinth of Sacrifice?"
"It's a place in the southern restricted area. A labyrinth with various traps installed."
He couldn't hide everything.
Fortunately, since Gwangcheon and Tang Wol-yeong had been unconscious before reaching the place with the exit, they didn't know about the Blood Spot Grass or Gok I-hyeon.
The parts Seo Shin-won had asked him to hide were also those two things.
Namgung Il was planning to just make sothing up, leaving those out.
"It was a place with truly terrifying traps. An iron ball this big even flew at ."
Gwangcheon said, exaggeratingly spreading his arms as if telling his own tale of valor.
The two who were silently watching him.
Of course, a lot of questions were still felt on their faces.
"Uh... why is a place with such traps installed inside the academy?"
"It seems they used to have classes there in the past."
"...?"
"It seems they used it as a practical training ground when they had chanism classes. It was too dangerous, so it's now designated as a restricted area and closed off."
As Namgung Il vaguely made sothing up, the two seed to gradually believe his words.
In the first place, Gwangcheon didn't seem to be interested in why the Labyrinth of Sacrifice was inside the academy.
After Namgung Il finished his rambling explanation, the two let out low exclamations.
"...Amazing. To think such a place was in the academy."
"It's true. I heard there are many hidden places in the Flying Dragon Academy that are not known to the public, but it wasn't just a rumor, it was true."
"..."
Fortunately, they didn't ask why he had gone to the restricted area.
If they had asked that far, it would have been quite difficult to answer, so Namgung Il sighed in relief inwardly.
'Seo Saeng-won... to think he'd dump sothing like this on , a student.'
I'll have to give him a good talking-to next ti I see him.
As Namgung Il was thinking that to himself, Gwangcheon asked Namgung Il.
"But still, the Captain is amazing. To have escaped that place with without a single wound."
"...It's nothing amazing. I wouldn't have been able to escape on my own."
It was thanks to the sacrifice of Gwangcheon and Tang Wol-yeong that he had been able to reach the room with the exit.
And to tell the truth, he hadn't co out unscathed either.
Namgung Il silently caressed his abdon with his hand.
"Eumhahahat—! I don't know what to do with myself when the Captain praises like this."
"Young Master Gwangcheon! If you laugh like that again..."
Jong Seo-eon said belatedly, but it was already too late.
Gwangcheon was clutching his ribs just like before, shedding a few tears.
"S-save ..."
"...See? I'll support you, so lie down for now."
Jong Seo-eon sighed and approached Gwangcheon.
Anyone would think I'm here not as a patient, but to take care of him.
Still, since his own body was now almost fully recovered, Jong Seo-eon supported Gwangcheon and carefully laid him back down.
"Namgung Il, but were there only you two there?"
"..."
"Tang Wol-yeong was also missing yesterday. Is she not related to that?"
As Jeong Hyeon-yeong suddenly asked that, Jong Seo-eon's expression changed.
Simultaneously, strength entered his right hand without him realizing it.
The right hand that had been carefully supporting Gwangcheon suddenly disappeared from that spot, and because of that, Gwangcheon's body was thrown back.
"...!"
Although he was suddenly thrown back, the impact was not that great.
However, that was only from an ordinary person's perspective.
Even a really small impact felt hundreds of tis more painful to Gwangcheon right now.
"What on earth does that an?"
"...?"
"That Young Lady Wol-yeong was missing. Are you saying she was missing?"
As if the silently screaming Gwangcheon was not even in his sight, Jong Seo-eon asked the two with a frightening montum.
Since Namgung Il understood why Jong Seo-eon was reacting so sensitively, he imdiately looked that way and said reassuringly.
"Tang Wol-yeong was also trapped in that place with us yesterday."
"...!"
"She was injured in the process of escaping, but from what I heard, her life is not in danger."
"Does that an... Young Lady Wol-yeong is also in the Infirmary right now?"
Nod—.
As Namgung Il nodded instead of answering, Jong Seo-eon was about to leave the room right away.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going to see Young Lady Wol-yeong!"
"I heard she's still unconscious."
"I'm still going!"
Although Namgung Il said that, Jong Seo-eon opened the door as if he didn't care.
As he opened the door, soone was blocking the way.
In the end, his steps, which had collided with that person, stopped.
In front of Jong Seo-eon stood Ak Simin.
"What, are you okay?"
"S-sorry."
Jong Seo-eon hurriedly moved past Ak Simin and left the hospital room.
Ak Simin watched him for a mont, then ca inside as if he didn't know what was going on.
"What's with him?"
"...Well, he's at that age."
"...?"
What's that guy saying, as if he's not a first-year himself?
As Ak Simin was looking with a puzzled expression, Namgung Il opened his mouth.
"By the way, senior, what are you doing here?"
"Of course, I ca to visit the sick."
"..."
"I'm the class president, after all."
"Ah, right."
What's with that reaction?
Although Namgung Il's words just now bothered him quite a bit, Ak Simin let it go for now and ca inside.
"...?"
After coming inside, Ak Simin belatedly discovered Gwangcheon's figure.
Gwangcheon, who was twisting his body like a squid being grilled on a fire.
Ak Simin watched him for a mont, then asked Namgung Il.
"What's with him again?"
"It seems he hit a bad spot."
"A bad spot?"
"He'll be fine in a little while."
"..."
He didn't know what was what, but it didn't seem to be a very serious problem.
As if checking his condition, Ak Simin silently scanned Namgung Il's entire body for a mont.
"I heard you were also hospitalized. Are you okay?"
"...Yes, I just lost consciousness for a bit."
"That's a relief."
"..."
"I was really confused because three first-years suddenly went missing. I had to find you guys, but I couldn't just leave the tavern."
At those words, Namgung Il belatedly rembered about the tavern.
'Co to think of it, yesterday was the last day of the Clear Bright Festival.'
Since three people had suddenly been missing, the tavern must have taken a considerable hit.
Did the tavern manage to wrap up safely while he was gone?
Since yesterday was the most important day, Namgung Il asked, sounding a little worried.
"The tavern... what happened?"
"We continued to do business. I was a little anxious because you weren't there, but we managed to wrap it up sohow."
"...Then what about the results?"
In fact, this was what he was most curious about.
Did the Vermilion Bird Class succeed in getting higher sales than the Azure Dragon Class?
The reason Namgung Il had invested so generously in the tavern was because that had been the goal from the beginning.
"I don't know yet."
"...?"
"Originally, it was supposed to be tallied today, but the schedule was postponed due to internal circumstances."
"When is that?"
At Namgung Il's question, Ak Simin answered imdiately.
"Tomorrow."
"..."
"They'll announce the tally in front of everyone."
I'll teach you defeat.
Whether he could keep the words he had said to Namgung Cheon or not would be decided tomorrow.
The Beggar Young Master of the Namgung Clan
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