Chapter 51 Grapes

As the black miasma is no longer a treat, I am back to the books to study for next week’s finals. There’s been a huge uproar about the sudden disappearance of the black miasma. Numerous questions have been thrown left and right how the poisonous gas could disappear overnight.

There have been rumours about someone spotting a raging dragon. Others say that it was a miracle of the citizen’s prayers to God. Some say that the miasma might have a limit on how long it could stay in the earth’s atmosphere.

Multiple theories has been posted and reported online, but no one was sure what really happened—that it was the Dark Reaper who cleansed the air.

I smile to myself as I flip the page of the book that I am reading. For the last three days, I have spent most of my time in the school library, which I rarely do since I get a lot of stares from other students. Before, I would get stares because of my family name, but this time, with my great contribution to the miasma as the head healer, I ha