You Will Be Blessed If You Do Good Deeds¿

Han Jaeyoung felt it hard to breathe.
Everything around him was red.
The decayed corpses, which should have been long asleep, were spilling bright red blood, staining the land all around them.

It was a horrifying sight, one he might never forget.
Something that, if he were a fairy, would have been utterly unforgivable.
Committing slaughter against defenseless targets.

It was a shock that felt as though his very existence was being denied.
He tried to keep his mind intact, but he was already beyond the reach of his will.
Even breathing was painful, and his whole body felt as though it were being crushed. His limp limbs felt as heavy as if they had been soaked in water.

‘Am I going to die like this…?’
At some point, Han Jaeyoung began to think that way.
However, a part of him thought that maybe it wasn’t such a bad life after all.

For the decades he had lived hiding his half-fairy heritage, there hadn't only been good things.
Living among ordinary humans, always unable to truly blend in, he had always felt like a foreigner, a sense that had been etched deep within him.
But looking back, he had managed to make some friends he could trust.

Moreover, his death wouldn’t be without meaning.
He had lived trying to protect the world he had been part of, so perhaps his existence had some value.
‘But, if I’m going to die, I wish it would be sooner…’

He felt that much suffocated.
In fact, it seemed more and more difficult to breathe.
It felt like something heavy was pressing down on his stomach.
Could he be undergoing some kind of torture?

‘Maybe if my mind clears up a bit, it would be better to bite my tongue… huh?’
Suddenly, Han Jaeyoung realized how hot he was. His body was covered in sweat, making him feel uncomfortably sticky.
Had he fallen into a hellfire?

Even so, his heavy limbs wouldn't move no matter how hard he tried.
It felt as though something was wrapping around him.
‘Huh?’

A strange sense of unease struck him.
Han Jaeyoung opened his eyes.
“...What is this?”

What he saw was a ceiling made of wooden beams.
He blinked in confusion.
When he tried to sit up, he realized that his body felt heavy because of the thick cotton blanket that covered him.

The sweat soaking his body was the same reason.
“How much fire did they have in this room...?”
The ondol, the underfloor heating, had been so hot it felt as if it could cook a person.

Han Jaeyoung was dumbfounded as he tossed the blanket aside and stood up.
The wooden # Nоvеlight # hanok and ondol, the heavy cotton blanket with clumsy floral embroidery, and the overall rustic setting were all too unfamiliar to him.
Thwack! Thwack!

Moreover, there were sounds coming from outside the room.
‘Ah, was I just having a crazy dream?’
In the scene with no blood, no foul stench, Han Jaeyoung shook off the nightmare and opened the door, peeking outside.

“Mom, stop killing trees, let’s just live cold… huh?”
However, the scene that greeted him as he opened the door was entirely unfamiliar.
Han Jaeyoung stood frozen, stunned by the sight before him.

Thwack!
The dull thuds he had heard, as expected, were the sounds of firewood being chopped.
But the person chopping the firewood wasn’t his mother.

A tall man with broad shoulders, his hair completely white, turned to look at him.
Han Jaeyoung blinked.
“Yuhanul...?”

“Han Jaeyoung Hunter.”
Yuhanul, holding an axe, said with a blank expression.
“You’ve finally woken up. That’s a relief.”

“Am I still dreaming?”
“Don’t you wish it were a dream?”
As expected, the voice was as familiar as Yuhanul himself. Han Jaeyoung turned his head.

Crack, crack.
The warm afternoon sunlight filtered through the open veranda.
A girl sitting at the end of the floor, peeling roasted chestnuts, was eating them methodically.

From the blackened fingertips and the pile of chestnut shells beside her, it was clear she was enjoying them.
And on Jeong Da-on’s lap, Leo, playing with the chestnut shells.
Han Jaeyoung looked at Jeong Da-on with a slight frown.

“Jeong Da-on...?”
“Yeah.”
“Why are you in our house?”

Am I still dreaming?
If this were a dream, it was certainly a strange one.
Han Jaeyoung became confused.

When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was his family home, so he thought the battle in Suzhou must have been a dream...
But seeing Yuhanul and Jeong Da-on here, it still felt like he might be in a dream.
“And what are you wearing?”

“Oh, this.”
Jeong Da-on looked down at the clothes she was wearing.
A loose white T-shirt and extremely comfortable, what they called “refrigerator pants.”

Those were the kind of clothes Han Jaeyoung wore when he visited his family home to help with farm work...
Yet, for some reason, Jeong Da-on was wearing them now.
Jeong Da-on shrugged.

“My mom gave them to me. Told me to wear something comfortable.”
“My mom?”
“Yeah, your mom.”

Han Jaeyoung found the title "mom" oddly awkward as he was thinking about it, when suddenly, he heard rustling sounds from the kitchen.
“Jaeyoung, you finally woke up?”
A middle-aged woman appeared from the kitchen.

A woman who clearly looked like Han Jaeyoung’s mother.
Han Jaeyoung pressed his aching head tightly.
“Mom…”

Han Yeongwon.
It was Han Jaeyoung’s human mother, who was of half-fairy descent.
Tall and large in stature, despite being well past middle age, she still had the beauty that anyone would admire.

Han Yeongwon surveyed Han Jaeyoung before nodding.
“You seem to be mostly recovered. I’m preparing a meal, so go wash up before you eat. Your friends are here, and you don’t look good.”
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Without waiting for Han Jaeyoung’s response, she disappeared back into the kitchen.
“Grrr…”
Leo, playing on Jeong Da-on’s lap, let out a sound from his throat.

Han Jaeyoung hoped it wasn’t a mocking sound as he turned back to Jeong Da-on.
“What’s going on here?”
“What's going on?”

Jeong Da-on, still peeling chestnuts, shot back at him.
“Don’t you remember? You were about to die.”
“Ah... that’s right.”

When Han Jaeyoung first woke up and saw the familiar family home, he thought everything that happened in Suzhou was a dream.
But now, seeing Yuhanul and Jeong Da-on, he realized it wasn’t.
And his sense of reality started to return.

Han Jaeyoung mumbled softly.
“I was definitely in Suzhou, and I fell into Hyunam-sensei’s trap…”
Suzhou.

The closed city controlled by Hyunam-sensei.
Han Jaeyoung had tried to defeat Hyunam, but he ended up falling into a trap.
Who would have thought those bodies, clearly reanimated corpses, were actually still alive?

“I went to rescue you. Do you remember what you said to me?”
“Ah... that’s right.”
Now that he thought about it, he remembered.

After falling into Hyunam’s trap, Han Jaeyoung activated the party system and barely managed to send a message to Jeong Da-on.
Then, when he regained consciousness, he remembered stopping Jeong Da-on from killing Hyunam.
But that memory felt disconnected from what was happening now...

“But why am I here?”
He still didn’t understand why he was back at his family home with Jeong Da-on and Yuhanul.
“What happened after that? How did we get back from Suzhou?”

No matter how much he thought about it, it didn’t make sense.
“It wasn’t something that could be solved so quickly. There were thousands of monsters advancing toward the city…”
“It’s already all taken care of.”

Jeong Da-on replied to his question as if it was the simplest thing, still peeling chestnuts.
“Don’t tell me you really launched a meteor…”
“Unfortunately, no. Don’t you remember? You asked the system to generate a quest.”

“Oh, right.”
Jeong Da-on had made some kind of plan, and when she did, the system generated a random quest to solve the Dungeon Break.
He remembered being impressed by her cleverness.

“So, did people from other cities really come to help?”
“Yeah. Thanks to them, we suppressed the Dungeon Break, and by the way, I also dispelled the formation in Suzhou. Now that the formation’s gone, mercury poisoning can be easily treated with modern medicine, so there’s no need for further intervention.”
“Yeah, about that…”

Jeong Da-on’s response was so casual it made him more confused.
‘Isn’t this a dream?’
Were these problems really this simple to solve?

Seeing Han Jaeyoung’s confused face, Yuhanul nodded in agreement.
“Da-on handled most of the Dungeon Break suppression and formation disbandment. That’s why Da-on collapsed from the physical strain and just woke up…”
“Shut up.”

Jeong Da-on threw a chestnut shell at Yuhanul, a look of irritation on her face.
The chestnut shell hit Yuhanul’s shoulder and fell to the ground.
“Don’t talk nonsense.”

“So, you’re so hungry that you’re eating almost a whole bag of chestnuts right after waking up.”
“Are you growing a liver outside your body?”
“To be precise, it wasn’t me who acted recklessly, it was you…”

“Meow!”
The little black panther, having shrunk to the size of a kitten, yawned widely.
The sight of two arguing friends and a cat was truly peaceful.

Except for the fact that Han Jaeyoung was utterly bewildered.
Staring at them, he finally gathered the courage to ask his biggest question.
“So, I was unconscious the whole time you handled the situation, and you two brought me back to Korea?”

“Yeah. There’s no reason to stay any longer.”
“…Then why did you bring me to my family home?”
That was the question.

Why his family home, and not a hospital?
“You were completely out of it after coming back to Korea.”
Jeong Da-on said blankly.

“By the way, you’ve been unconscious for a week.”
A week!
Han Jaeyoung was stunned to learn that so much time had passed.

“Honestly, I thought just supplying mana would solve it, but it didn’t. No matter how much I tried, I’ve never dealt with a half-fairy before.”
“That makes sense…”
Fairies were already rare, let alone half-fairies.

And this wasn’t just a typical injury.
Jeong Da-on had every right to be flustered.
“So, I came to ask your mom if she knew how to treat you. Thankfully, she did.”

Jeong Da-on gently stroked the hanok’s veranda.
“It’s definitely a good place for a fairy to recover.”
It was true.

Han Jaeyoung’s family home was located in a rural village near Gurye, Jeollanam-do.
Surrounded by steep mountains, it took over two hours by car to see another village.
The area was completely natural.

It had been an undeveloped area to begin with, but after the Dungeon Break, it had fallen off the administrative radar, and no humans had set foot there, making it the most comfortable place for Han Jaeyoung.
“…I guess now I understand why we’re here.”
Han Jaeyoung finally accepted the situation.

Of course, he was still curious about how Yuhanul had figured out his family’s address.
‘Sun Hyunhwa must have told him.’
He must have learned it through Sun Hyunhwa.

But that didn’t clear up all his questions.
“But who gave me these clothes?”
“Your mom.”

Jeong Da-on looked at the flapping pants.
“By the way, your mom really likes me. It’s rare. Usually, she prefers Yuhanul.”
“….”

Jeong Da-on seemed to know she wasn’t the type to be favored by adults.
And honestly, Han Jaeyoung was surprised too.
His mother, Han Yeongwon, wasn’t the type to be kind to just anyone.

Jeong Da-on added dryly.
“Oh, she asked me if I was your girlfriend, and I denied it.”
“…That’s really not something I wanted to know, but thanks for answering.”

Han Jaeyoung sighed.
Hearing her words, he finally seemed to gather the courage to ask his biggest remaining question.
“Well, I have one more question.”

“What is it?”
Han Jaeyoung pointed at the air.
In the green mountains, surrounded by the hanok and warm scenery, there was something that didn’t fit.

A face floating in mid-air, as if it had been trapped in a spider’s web, a strange, grotesque form of a creature.
One remaining green eye gleamed ominously, glaring at him.
“What is that?”

“Is your memory really that bad?”
Jeong Da-on, still eating chestnuts, asked seriously.
“Can’t you tell? It’s Hyunam-sensei.”

“……”
Han Jaeyoung honestly wished he could just pass out again.