Heal Pulse

Dian was already too exhausted to complain. So, to Nurse Joy, as long as nobody died, everything was fine? How powerful did her connections have to be? If he married her, would that mean marrying into a wealthy family and living a life of taking Growlithe for walks during the day and soaking in milk baths at night?

And besides, if nobody dying counted as nothing, did that mean one death was a minor matter, while only a group of deaths counted as a major incident...

He silently complained to himself, completely unaware that, at some point, Blissey had come to stand behind him and was watching them with some confusion.

"Blissey, you came at just the right time! Quickly, use Heal Pulse on this person, then wake him up with a gentle Double Slap!"

Nurse Joy immediately showed Dian what it meant to possess healing abilities that considered everything fine as long as nobody died.

"Blissey!"

Blissey cried out happily. Then, a soft, multicolored light began to shine around her. Merely standing near it made people feel incredibly peaceful and comfortable, as though they had returned to their original state.

She approached Dark and lightly tapped him while he lay on the floor. In an instant, soft, multicolored light began to rise around Dark as well. Wisps of black energy drifted out of his body and gradually gathered in Blissey's hand.

"He really was poisoned."

Nurse Joy stared at the black energy in surprise. "Dian, how did you figure that out?"

Dian had been staring in astonishment at this Blissey that could actually use Heal Pulse. If he had guessed correctly, her Ability was probably Healer. In other words, she was a walking gold mine. No, a God of Wealth!

He silently memorized this Blissey. Perhaps someday, he would