The foxkin leader who I presumed was the mayor led the way and we followed. Given that the town was quite small and almost everyone was hiding indoors, it didn’t take us long to reach our destination. The location was a large building. I didn’t understand the purpose until I was inside. In some ways, it was reminiscent of the rooms that Astria had built where she was turning local girls into fairies. There were rows of beds, and there were sickly looking children filling every single bed. I had noticed a lack of children when I arrived, but I hadn’t thought much about it. It seemed like every child in the village might be there.


    “This is... a hospital?”


    “After... it happened, all of the children in the village became ill.” He responded weakly.


    “It?”


    “Her curse... she cursed us all to death. She said it was the gift we deserved.” He made a bitter expression as if he was lost in his thoughts.


    “You don’t look dead to me.” I frowned.


    “The adults are fairing better, but make no mistake. We are all sick. You may be thinking that Lady Death spared us. This is far from the truth. She is just doing it slower.”


    From there, I moved to each of the kids and healed them. It had been a while since I focused so much on healing.


    {White Mage has increased to level 60.}


    {You have unlocked the spell, Regeneration.}


    It wasn’t the first time my job skills showed a redundancy with my dungeon points. This was a bit different though. Regen only worked on me, while this could be cast on anyone. I was somewhat curious how quickly I would heal if I had both Regeneration cast and Regen equipped. It seemed like my path to becoming a broken character was continuing one way or another.


    “Thank you for this.” He said. “Unfortunately, it won’t change our fates. Let’s continue.”


    “This isn’t what you wanted to show me?”


    He shook his head, a look of shame on his face. There was more to see.