Fortunately, You've Arrived

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Harvey coughed up a mouthful of black phlegm and tried to sit up, but he was powerless to do so—after all, for someone who had only grown back his upper body and did not even have a complete spine yet, he simply lacked the key parts required to sit upright.

Threads of warm light squeezed through the slits of his eyes. Harvey slowly opened them and saw Qikala healing him. Orange flames burned on the Orc's only remaining right hand, and as the orange fire seared him, Harvey's organs slowly grew back inside his body within the flames.

"The snow," the Necromancer said hoarsely. "Stopped?"

"It's already melted," the Orc said. "It's spring again."

Harvey turned his head and saw a boundless azure sky with white clouds, and snow pressing down on lush green grass. A clear breeze blew past, stirring waves across the prairie.

"My whole body should have turned into an Undead Creature. Even my blood turned into corpse blood." Harvey asked curiously, "How did you save me?"

"The same way you turned into an Undead, I turned you back into a living being," Qikala said.

Harvey froze slightly, then understood at once. "My eyes?"

In order to become an Undead Creature, Harvey had dug out his own eyeballs and replaced them with Alice's, so the only part of his body that had not been contaminated by Undead Negative Energy was the eyeballs he had dug out.

Harvey blinked and only then realized that his left eye truly had not regenerated yet, but the vision in his right eye was very clear.

However, by relying on a single eyeball, Qikala had forcefully restored him into a living being. It was practically no different from rebirth from a drop of blood. This healing ability...

But the