Novel & Cerita Redo Of Healer Light Novel English

Sacred. My room was twice the size of my old one—with clean linens, soft pillows, a writing desk, and even a window that looked out over the misty forest beyond the walls. A bookshelf stood against one wall, filled with leather-bound volumes whose titles made little sense to me—The Lunar Pathways, Blood Heritage of the Five Great Packs, Healing Beyond the Physical Form. Texts I had never been allowed to access as a simple pack healer.

Blood streaked across his jawline and brow, but through the small light, I could see a striking face—scarred and fierce, yet oddly noble. Despite his state, when he looked at me, it wasn’t with fear. It was with pity. I dropped to my knees and scanned the forest floor for meth leaves—the only herb I could think of that might help stop the bleeding. “Trust me... this is going to hurt. But stay still. Don’t say anything!” I warned. He nodded once, gritting his teeth. I yanked the sword free, and he howled in agony. The moment it left his body, it burned my hand— it was a magical blade infused with some cruel potion meant to drain a werewolf’s soul. I hurled it to the side.

A healer, robes marked with ancient runes, carrying a satchel that glowed with healing light. Luka stared in disbelief. “You found us?” She gave him a tired but wry smile. “You left quite the trail. Even without magic, I think half the Mire could smell your blood.” One of the wolves chuckled dryly. “Dripping like a wounded deer.” Mara laughed weakly. “Not our best moment.” The healer dropped to their knees beside Mara, already murmuring spells. Luka groaned as the second wave of healing hit him—tightening muscles, closing gashes, forcing cursed magic from his veins. The pain was sharp but clean. Cleansing.

I ignored all his previous warnings about his world, reached out, and placed my bare hands directly over his bleeding, black-veined palm. The brilliant white light exploded from my skin once again, twice as powerful as before. It was ten times brighter this time, filling the entire back room with a warm, blinding glow. Holden gasped loudly, his body going completely stiff as the deep cut healed instantly, leaving behind smooth, unblemished skin. He grabbed my wrists tightly, staring at my glowing hands in absolute awe and terror. "You aren't human, Lily. You are a legendary healer. The lost power of the wild.”

She replied and I feel relieved. I thought, she said that I am a murderer and Carmen was my name. I just went to the kitchen and offered Eloisa a tea while waiting for them. *** As I am stirring the tea, the tea itself started to turn red like blood. I screamed and I saw Eloisa rushing towards me. "Cassandra, what's happening to you? You seem not right!", She sympathized with me and I hate that. I pushed her away from me. " I'm okay so can you just stay there and wait. Maybe I am just tired. Can you please excuse me?", I told her, and I went back to my room to rest.

She is pretty stubborn and more like the worst person to reason with, and that stresses the shit out of me. Relaxing into the bed, I let out a long sigh of relief. Wrapping the duvet around me, I closed my eyes. And not too far in my sleep, the healer came after me in a bizarre appearance. Half human and half wolf coming after me with a vengeance. I just dug my own grave. ******************** NIA’S POV

The musty scent of old paper filled the air, but I ignored it. My focus was solely on the words I was reading as the title caught my attention: ‘Purification & Shield’. I turned the page, my eyes scanning the text. “This ability is the faint red light coming from the holder’s hands, a red transparent light surrounding the hand of the holder,” I read aloud, my voice filled with wonder. “This ability can burn anyone, capable of inflicting an incurable and excruciating pain. A kind of pain that will torture its victim.”

She walked back down to see if Lady Long was alive. The Lady was still glowing but this time, she was standing and looking very healthy and naked. All of her clothes were burned to ashes and even the whole room was covered in burnt objects still ablaze, but Lady Long did not seem bothered. “Are you alright?” Emma asked as she stared at the naked dragon lady. Lady Long turned to Emma and said nothing. It was as if she was trying to remember who the healer was. “You healed me.” “Actually, you healed yourself,” Emma said. “I just sped up the process.”

And it also explicated how she knew the name of his wolf. “Zian,” she had said back at the parking lot, causing his wolf to howl inside him. Running a hand through his dark hair, he decided to deal with the rest of the mystery after going back to the hotel room. It was the last day of their stay. Now that the healer was discovered, there was no point in staying here any longer and wasting time. The sooner they got back to their pack-house, the better they could prepare for the upcoming war. His people needed this boost of confidence and enthusiasm that only a healer could provide. As for that reincarnation thing—he would demand an audience with the elders and play it by the ear.

A dim green light appeared from her palm as she touched Austin's shoulder. Austin closed his eyes. The healing energy calmed his nerves, dampening the anger that still raged within him. "He's right," Austin murmured softly. "I lost control. I almost put you in danger. I'm sorry, Seara." "Be quiet," Seara replied without stopping the healing. "You are the Alpha. I am the Healer. Focus.” Austin grabbed Seara’s left hand and held it tightly. At that moment, to Seara, Austin didn’t look like a feared leader, but a wolf in need of protection.