The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 225

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟐𝟓: 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐥 1

Siwoo covered his mouth with his palm.

“Ubm! Ubm!”

Blood continuously poured down his palm, staining it red.

Before the celestial energy could spread throughout his body, something happened.

【𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐩 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭?! 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤?】

Pre asked in a flustered voice, flapping his wings on his shoulder.

Siwoo wiped the thick blood on his palm on the cave floor and wiped the rest roughly on his clothes.

“It’s not easy to get strong . . . I guess.”

Siwoo muttered, clutching his throbbing head.

The so-called elixir definitely provided a slight pain relief, but because it was an artifact-grade item, the intensity of the pain relief was far from ordinary.

Especially with items that had high stat increase rates, their effects are not just exerted by eating them, but their potency also varies depending on how much the user digests them.

“Phew.”

He regulated his breathing again.

Knowing that it would be difficult to digest easily, he felt all the more motivated.

‘𝘐’𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘣𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘣 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵, 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱.’

The moment he made up his mind,

Throb!!!

A piercing pain came from his dantian.

It felt as if someone was stabbing him with a dull knife and twisting it around.

“ㅡㅡㅡㅡ!!!”

Siwoo gritted his teeth so hard that they could shatter.

Blood trickled down from his gums, and a metallic taste filled his mouth.

He felt nauseous and wanted to vomit everything out.

Siwoo clenched his fists with all his might.

Blood dripped from his fingernails that were digging into his palms.

“Who wins . . . let’s see . . . .”

Indeed, a mythical-grade item did not give its power for free.

Siwoo readjusted his posture and focused on his dantian.

His dantian was completely mangled and twisted, making it difficult to recognize its original shape.

And he could feel the shape of the mana that had failed to escape from there and was clumped together.

Siwoo resumed chanting with his dantian at the center.

Thousands of symbols, characters, and geometric shapes formed a metaphysical balance, emitting a golden light and creating a magic circle.

The world’s one and only regenerative ability.

Hundreds, thousands of rays of light began to slowly restore Siwoo’s dantian, like needles and threads.

The moment it was fully formed, the absorbed celestial energy blended with his dantian, emitting a strong peach scent.

Even though it was happening internally, Siwoo could smell the peach scent filling his nostrils.

The golden mana melted from the celestial energy and rippled in his dantian.

It was a wondrous sensation.

‘𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥?’

It was then.

Bubble bubble.

Suddenly, the mana in his dantian began to boil and surge violently.

Siwoo quickly concentrated and tried to calm the mana.

But it was only for a moment.

His dantian opened, and the mana filled with celestial energy poured out like a waterfall throughout his body.

“Damn. . . . . .it!!”

With the energy flowing fiercely through his mana channels, Siwoo felt like every nerve ending from his fingertips to his toes was being torn apart.

Just as a fire hose sprays out water with great force, the mana circulating through his mana channels was equally relentless.

Siwoo closed his eyes and bit his lip.

Sweat dripped down from between his tightly furrowed brows.

It was slightly different from the power of ether.

Dragon mana, or ether, was a great power in itself, so it felt like controlling waves, whereas mana infused with celestial energy felt like scouring every nook and cranny of his mana channels and washing away impurities.

If he had been using ether, he would have had to use Heal at the same time, but Siwoo wasn’t using Heal right now.

There was no need to use it since his mana channels were being restored, not destroyed.

He felt like he would collapse and faint from the extreme pain at any moment.

When he checked his mana channels before his last match with Lo-an, he had done it very slowly and gradually.

Celestial energy was doing the same thing Siwoo had done at an incredible speed.

Of course, it didn’t consider the pain the user would feel.

Siwoo cursed the being who had created this elixir inwardly.

Seriously, who would take this and experience its effects?

As expected, even if a high-ranker had eaten it, they would have died from the pain or vomited everything up and not seen any effects at all.

Siwoo focused all his nerves on calming the rampant mana for now.

The mana that had been bouncing around like a rugby ball and tearing up his entire mana channel finally began to settle down.

It was possible because of his tremendous mana control and world-class mana manipulation skills.

He thought he understood why those who ate this celestial energy in myths were transcendental beings like immortals.

Ordinary people would have died without seeing any effects if they had eaten it.

“Phew. . . .”

Siwoo carefully controlled the mana that had finally subsided and circulated the celestial energy to the ends of his body.

He opened up new paths, tracing over the mana channels that hadn’t been properly developed and the rough, bumpy areas.

In particular, he circulated the mana more meticulously in the areas that had been torn apart in the last battle.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Water droplets fell from the stalactites in the cave.

【. . . 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲? 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝?】

Pre fluttered in front of Siwoo’s nose and tapped his forehead with his wings.

He poked his cheek and even fluttered around on top of his head.

Siwoo didn’t know it, but it had been about three days since he had closed his eyes and focused on his dantian.

“Dammit.”

Finally, Siwoo uttered in a hoarse voice.

【𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐩 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭? 𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠?! 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮!】

Pre jumped around and grabbed his nose with his wings, fussing.

“I feel like I’ve been on the verge of death.”

All the top-grade magic stones in the vicinity had lost their light and turned to dust.

Siwoo staggered to his feet.

【𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤?】

“Hah―.”

A sigh filled with exhaustion.

Siwoo raised his fist, which he couldn’t open properly because he had clenched it too tightly, and slowly moved his fingers.

“Work?”

Then he opened his dantian and gathered his strength as if exploding with mana.

The cave shook, and a tremendous energy descended upon the area.

Siwoo tilted his head from side to side and raised one corner of his mouth as he said,

“It’s about 90% done.”

🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷

Siwoo and his party arrived in Mexico City.

“President! The weather seems better than I thought!”

Han Tae-chi, who had never been abroad before, looked around with wide eyes.

Choi Kang-yul, on the other hand, had a stoic expression, but he couldn’t hide the tension that was unconsciously showing.

“Don’t be so nervous.”

“Yes, Guild Leader.”

As Choi Kang-yul bowed his head and replied, Siwoo patted him on the back.

He couldn’t help but be honest.

“President, I think this is the departure lounge. . . huh? What’s going on?”

When Han Tae-chi pointed, dozens of soldiers and men in black suits were staring at the crowd with sharp eyes.

Siwoo approached them with a calm expression.

“Ah! Hunter Min Siwoo!”

The one who seemed to be the highest-ranking among them smiled brightly when he spotted Siwoo.

“The President is waiting. Please follow me.”

“I understand. Ah, right, these are my party members.”

“Your party members. . . ?”

“They’re also S-rank Hunters, and they belong to my guild, so I brought them as assistants.”

“I see. For now, please come with us to the President’s office, and we’ll report separately.”

Siwoo and his party followed them outside without going through immigration.

A vehicle they were to ride in was already prepared outside the airport.

“A limousine. . . .”

Han Tae-chi muttered, gulping.

“Please get in.”

As Siwoo and his party got in the car, more than ten military vehicles and armored cars surrounding them escorted them.

“Why are the. . . soldiers. . . ?”

“There are many cartels here. The current standoff between the government and the cartels is no joke. That’s why we’re escorting Hunter Min Siwoo. Of course, the most important purpose is to protect the world’s number 0 ranker.”

Han Tae-chi’s question was answered quietly by a member of the President’s staff.

Choi Kang-yul wondered, ‘Who are they protecting an SSS-rank Hunter from?’ but he didn’t ask.

They soon arrived at the official residence.

The staff member led them inside and asked Han Tae-chi and Choi Kang-yul to wait in a separate room.

Siwoo followed him into the President’s office.

“It’s an honor to meet you, truly!”

A handsome man in his mid-40s approached Siwoo hurriedly.

Enrique de la Huerta, the youngest President of Mexico.

“It’s an honor to meet you as well.”

“It’s an honor to have the world’s best Hunter here! Please sit here for now!”

Siwoo sat down on the chair the President had guided him to.

A moment later, a secretary brought in coffee and well-prepared refreshments and placed them on the table.

“I’ll have some.”

Siwoo took a sip of coffee.

As expected, the coffee was smooth and sweet, perhaps because it was from the country of origin.

He savored the aroma of the coffee and spread out his mana senses to gauge the atmosphere of the official residence.

President Enrique kept looking at Siwoo with a tense expression on his face, and in the room next to the President’s office, there were several people who couldn’t be sensed by mana listening in on their conversation.

It seemed that the government staff was waiting.

‘𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘹𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨.’

Siwoo put down his coffee cup and looked into the President’s eyes with a calm expression.

“Can you please explain what this is about?”

Enrique nodded slightly and gestured to the staff member behind him.

The large monitor on the wall turned on, and a map of Mexico appeared.

“I don’t know if you’ve heard. . . but the moment I became President, I declared war on the cartels. In fact, more people die from cartels than from monsters coming out of the gates in Mexico.”

President Enrique continued, unable to hide his bitter expression.

“The cartels were a problem even before the appearance of the Awakened, but the problem became even more serious after the appearance of the Awakened. Organizations that used to compete over avocados and drugs are now competing over gates, dungeons, and towers. Because the things that come out of them are worth money.”

Enrique pressed a button on the remote control to change the screen.

“We’ve been cooperating with the United States DEA and asking other large guilds for help . . . but they’ve all failed.”

“So you were trying to ask Giovanni for help last?”

“Yes, that’s right. It was a huge sum of money, but it was a price we were willing to pay for the future of Mexico.”

“Is that so? What exactly do you want me to do? You can’t mean to eliminate all the cartels, can you?”

Enrique nodded at Siwoo’s words.

In fact, if that request were possible, the President would have known it was impossible.

Enrique changed the screen again.

Sicario Kartel.

A picture of dozens of people wearing skull masks standing in front of a huge flag and staring at the screen.

“The worst cartel in Mexico right now, made up of Awakened criminals. They’re hired as mercenaries or assassins in the wars of other cartels. . . and they’re already infamous in South America, so no one dares to touch them.”

“I know that drug cartels are powerful, but shouldn’t they be no match for Hunters?”

The President bit his lip with a grim expression and spoke with difficulty.

“That’s because . . . they . . . killed all the high rankers in Mexico.”

Translator’s Blog

Blog

• 30-Year-Old Me Watching Skibidi Toilet TikTok: A Descent into Madness
• Anime With Good Plot, But One Thing Makes It Unwatchable: My ‘Black Clover’ Criticism
• Scrolling Through Reddit: “My dog got into the Chinese take-out before I did”
• The One Thing I Gotta Do Before I Kick the Bucket: A Bucket List For The Rest of Us
• Kakashi and Obito: Bro-mance or True Love? Unraveling the Mystery of Naruto’s Most Epic Duo