Three years later, on a mountain in Sol…

A man carrying a pack basket was traversing the landscape. Holding a sickle in his hand, he wore a simple sackcloth and a pair of straw sandals. His pack basket was full of herbs he uprooted from the ground.

“Huh, what’s this herb?”

Suddenly, he saw a glimmering green light on a cliff in the distance. Although the light only glimmered for a split second, the man with impeccable eyesight could see the herb even from a hundred meters away.

As he murmured, he leaped into the air and flew toward the cliff. Standing in mid-air, he simply stared at the herb.

The herb, which looked like an orchid from the outside, had bloomed a beautiful red. At that moment, he could even smell the fragrance of the herb.

The man was James, who had been living a life of seclusion for three years. Over the past three years, he had been collecting herbs in the mountains whenever he was free. In fact, he had planted all sorts of herbs around the village. All thes