That day, Uijae had never once regretted taking the hand of that boy in the Mangwon Rift. However...

With his hands in the pockets of his apron, Uijae muttered nonchalantly.

“He was getting a lot better with the ongoing treatment. But he wasn’t fully healed. He needed regular antidote treatments, and... I didn’t return from the West Sea Rift. So, they couldn’t continue to supply the antidote.”

It was the fact that he couldn’t take responsibility until the end that bothered him. The thought of the boy, who must have quietly passed away in J's absence, had always lingered in …