"The Elven Tear…" Ying muttered upon seeing the Quest being completed. But, there were no rewards. He didn't seem concerned though as he walked into the marshland and flailed his hand once, unleashing a blade beam that severed the bodies of dozens of Lizardmen.
He didn't stop at that as he continued to unleash multiple blade beams, stopping once he had decimated all the Lizardmen in the marshland, including the Lizardmen Boss. Following that, he unleashed his Innate Trait of Devour, beginning to absorb the blood and flesh energy from all.
But unlike before, he had exceptional control over this ability now. And hence, he condensed the essence of the absorption outside his body, atop his palm.
Skill—Orc-Dragon Recovery!
Ying activated the ability in full and fused its effects into the condensed sphere, soon transforming it into a tiny, nail-sized crystal that unleashed a neon hue, emanating a gentle energy fluctuation, akin to the densest vitality of a forest.
Elven Tear!
The Reward of the Quest wasn't an Elven Tear in the direct sense. To succeed in the Quest, he had to reach a hundred percent Soul Fusion. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to thwart the Lich and its arrival.
And the moment he obtains all of the Orc-Dragon's power, using his innate abilities, he would be able to create an Elven Tear himself. The knowledge regarding that was the true reward of the Quest.
It wasn't just this as Ying had gained a sea of information, the majority of which was still unprocessed. He would have to take his time and digest all his gains. But first…
Skill—Orc-Dragon Soar!
Ying glided across the sky and arrived at the hospital where Meyn was admitted, observing that the place was somewhat desolate, with intermittent coughs and grunts from the patients.
As for the doctors and nurses, they had evacuated. Of course, irrespective of their duty or morality, when presented with absolute death, everyone that could evacuate chose to do so.
The patients were struggling because the electricity had been cut off thanks to the actions of the undead army. And with no one to man the generator, the electric supply to the hospital was irregular, causing many pieces of equipment to short-circuit.
The primary reason for this was the haphazard evacuation of the hospital staff that no longer bothered with the safekeeping of the delicate instruments.
Ying didn't even waste a moment as he used all his power to flash toward the room where his sister was kept, observing that her life support had malfunctioned. For a moment, he was flustered before being relieved upon noticing that Meyn was still breathing.
The Secondary System had been monitoring her condition all along. After all, she was the catalyst that accelerated Ying's growth. So, the moment the machines in the hospital began to malfunction, the Secondary System immediately destroyed the effects of the abilities that caused Meyn to be in such a fragile state.
With the effects removed, she was just unconscious now. So, it didn't matter if the life support functioned or not. Her Hunter physique was robust, for she was a healer.
Ying wasn't aware of that, and hence, he placed the Elven Tear in her mouth, watching it dissolve in a matter of seconds as its energy circulated through her body.
Her eyes shot open immediately as Meyn got up with a start, "Kyaak!"
In her memory, she had just been stabbed by the Orc-Dragon's cleaver. Meyn stared at her stomach, observing that not only was she perfectly fine, but a dense stream of healing energy circulated in her body.
As she didn't even have any injuries to be healed, the power of the Elven Tear circulated a few times before it fused with her healing powers, causing a gentle stream of mana to burst out of her body, surprising her, "What is happening?"
"You're finally awake!" Ying teared up as he hugged her, trembling in relief, "It has been two months since you fell into a coma."
"Two months…" Meyn gradually understood what had happened, sighing as she patted Ying, "You've worked hard."
"Congratulations on becoming an S-Rank Hunter, Ying."
"It just happened, sis." Ying smiled contently as he helped her get up and began to walk towards the exit of the hospital.
Suddenly, Meyn stopped as she closed her eyes, sensing the sounds of the other struggling patients, "I can't leave them like this."
"Let me heal them." Saying so, Meyn rushed towards the nearest patient and unleashed a beam of healing energy onto the target, rapidly curing his disease before causing even his defective limbs to recover.
"T-Thank you. You're a lifesaver!" The patient teared up in response as he held her hands and said while trembling with gratitude.
"I'm a healer. It's my job." Saying so, Meyn targeted the next patient to heal.
'She doesn't even realise that her strength has blossomed to such a terrifying extent. It's almost at the peak of A-Rank now.' Ying thought as he observed the way her healing powers worked, 'It seems the powers of the Elven Tear have become hers. That makes her more valuable than all other Healers.'
There were varieties among Healers. Some were able to heal injuries, some were able to cure diseases, and some worked on providing buffs and removing debuffs. So, it could be said that Healers were divided into three branches, with those from one branch unable to exhibit the powers of the other two branches.
This was why when a patient was affected by a fusion of disease, curse, and injury, the Healers proved insufficient. After all, when they tried to heal the physical injury, the curse would flare up. If they tried to remove the curse, the physical injury would deteriorate.
If Healers from all three branches worked at the same time, their mana would conflict with each other and create more harm than good. Usually, they treated such diseases by taking turns between the three branches, resulting in a complicated procedure that took time and resources, making the treatment damn expensive.
This was even in the case of minor ailments. But for major ailments caused by A-Rank Monsters and higher, they would need years to treat. After all, there was no S-Rank Hunter that was a Healer. So, there existed countless patients in the world suffering from such incurable conditions.
But now, Meyn could solve all that, for the Elven Tear was capable of exhibiting effects from all three branches. Hence, Meyn alone was akin to a fusion of three A-Rank Healers, with each from a different branch.
So, she could cure all the uncurable status effects. And upon staring at her relieved expression that healed the patients without being aware of the implications her actions would cause, Ying's eyes shone with a dangerous glint, 'If any corporation dares take advantage of her, I'll end them. But first,'
He clenched his hand into a fist, 'Money is power. So, I should build a massive conglomerate that would protect Meyn from such greedy hands.'
Thinking as such, he muttered, "It seems I must establish a Guild."
