Due to the serious matters I had encountered, I had unconsciously overlooked it, but it seemed that was a symptom of intoxication.

Now that I think about it, my physical condition is much better after taking the medicine. It wasn’t just waking up from sleep; the sensations I was feeling were distinctly clearer.

“Fortunately, you seem to be in better condition than expected, so it seems you won’t need to take the medication for too long.”

“Do I have to take more?”

So it’s not over after one time? When I asked with a feeling of disgust, the diplomat answered in a firm tone.

“Of course. Your disrupted vital energy has even been dulled by the scent, so it will take at least two weeks to normalize that.”

“Two weeks…”

I mumbled the timeframe he had proposed with a distant feeling.

I had even heard of addiction, so I couldn’t throw a tantrum about not wanting to take it. Still, the thought of having to take it for another week felt distant.

However, the moment I inadvertently turned my gaze and saw the diplomat’s face, my previous feelings flew away. His expression and gaze were strange.

“Is he… looking at me so pitifully?”

But I succeeded, didn’t I?

That look was not the gaze of someone who looked at a successful pupil. It was the gaze that felt sorry for a child who still had hardships ahead.

“Ah, right.”

I, who was momentarily confused, realized a beat later.

Come to think of it, the adults wouldn’t have known whether I succeeded or not.

Since I fainted, I couldn’t hear anything, and I even ran out of the room crying and clung to my master, so they must have certainly thought, ‘He failed…’

“Well, still.”

“Hm?”

“I still succeeded.”

“…Hm?”

Apparently, it was an unexpected part for him; the diplomat’s eyes that were watching me gradually widened. I nodded clearly once again.

“I succeeded.”

“You did, you say?”

“Yes, I felt it breaking.”

Over the diplomat’s wide-eyed expression, a variety of emotions began to hover for the first time. Concern still remained, but glimpses of joy and anticipation were seen.

He suddenly stood up, patted my cheek once, and urgently turned back and shouted as he left the room.

“Just wait a moment! Wait just a moment!”

He disappeared beyond the door, flapping his robe.

“He’s probably gone to get Master Jemungak.”

As expected, not much later, the diplomat and Master Jemungak, who seemed to be practically dragged by the hand, rushed into the room.

“Did you say you succeeded?”
Something was kicked in irritation; Jemungakju approached the bedside making a lot of noise and promptly asked,

“‘So you came willingly, not dragged here.'”

Feeling his overpowering presence, I awkwardly nodded my head.

Jemungakju took out a talisman from the wooden box he had brought and casually handed it to Ambassador, then took his seat right next to the bed. The flustered Ambassador who received the talisman looked confused.

“What am I supposed to do with this?”

“Attach it! Quickly!”

“This thing?”

Ambassador grumbled a bit but instead of saying more, hastily attached the talisman. Jemungakju stretched out his hand and verified my condition with the jade he held in his other hand.

After a brief moment passed and several checks later,

I was officially recognized to have successfully broken the spell.

“It’s true. It worked.”

Jemungakju, who had been so focused during the verification that he had sweated, wiped his forehead as he slumped into the chair. He glanced at both the Ambassador and me, muttering,

“Skill, skill, they say…indeed. But to think there’d be talent even for this.”

“Hmm.”

Ambassador seemed pleased with himself and cleared his throat. Jemungakju glanced at him briefly, then fixed his gaze on me to speak.

“Well done. You’ve done really well. I can hardly believe you broke it so quickly. I don’t sense any other traces, so we don’t have to worry about this spell anymore.”

He paused for a breath before asking,

“Can you tell me what it was like when the spell broke?”

“When it broke?”

I blinked for a moment before slowly answering.

“Nothing special, really. Just…it felt as if a mirror shattered. Not a pretty sensation, though.”

“A shattering sensation, huh. So that’s how it is. Do you understand how to break it, then?”

“Yes, instinctively. Hard to explain…but it felt urgent, so somehow it worked.”

To be more precise, I had followed ‘Ha Hyun’s instinctive realization, but…

‘Let’s leave it at that for now.’

There were too many factors to consider about the reason I could mimic it, so the matter regarding ‘Ha Hyun’ was on hold.

‘Talking about seeing not unpleasant memories from the host process but memories of this body’s original owner doesn’t seem like a good idea to discuss with Jemungakju…’

Truthfully, there wouldn’t be anyone appropriate for that matter, whoever it was.
However, seeing Jemungakju seemingly impressed with my answer, I couldn’t help but feel like I had deceived him. I hesitated for a moment.

I need to change the subject.

Come to think of it, my master was nowhere to be seen.