“P-potion! A top-grade potion!”0

“The top-grade isn’t something common… ”0

The search team member scolded the fussing Park Joo-Bong before saying, “He isn’t very hurt.”0

They weren’t exactly wrong. Jae-Hyeok had suffered severe fractures on both wrists, which while serious, was better than they expected; at first they had worried about Jae-Hyeok being on the verge of death after seeing the condition of his torn uniform and blood-soaked shirt.0

However, words could have different meanings depending on how they were said.0

“‘Not very hurt’? If we came any later, he would’ve been maimed for life.” Yoo-Jin protested as she pulled out a middle-grade potion and poured it on Jae-Hyeok’s hands, but nothing happened.1

The security member replied, “We arrived on time and took action. What else do you want? Do you want us to pamper him or something? In the first place, it isn’t a big deal for a player to get hurt.”0

The security forces of Lion’s Castle were all elites. They weren’t the type of people to be swept away by the words of students.0

They pushed aside Da-Hee, who was busy wiping Jae-Hyeok’s blood and sweat, and immediately got to business.0

“Student Kang...0