Redo Of Healer Light Novel の小説・ストーリー

The constant burn in my chest is gone, replaced by an odd lightness, fragile and new. Kaelen exhales shakily, his hand trembling as he reaches for mine. “You did it,” he murmurs. “No,” I whisper, squeezing his fingers weakly. “We did.” For the first time in what feels like forever, I can breathe without pain. The air feels pure, cold against my skin. But the healer’s expression hardens suddenly. Her gaze drifts toward the window, to the blood-red glow outside. “What is it?” Kaelen asks.

A Soma Fang move taught only to true Healers and Warriors. She struck Terra square in the chest with her knee—an impact that shattered the succubus’s ribcage and hurled her into the far wall. The mirror behind Terra cracked, then exploded into shards of glass and light. Silence. Terra groaned, pinned in a crater of stone and smoke. Her tail hung limp. Her horns were fractured. Blood dripped from her mouth. Emma staggered, bruised and bleeding, but upright. “It’s over,” she said hoarsely.

The first one grabbed my glowing hand to pull me away from Noah. He screamed. The sound cut through whatever trance I was in. I watched in horror as the sentinel's hand began to rot where he touched me. His skin blistered and peeled, revealing muscle and bone underneath. The decay spread up his arm like a disease. He fell to his knees, still screaming, clutching his ruined hand to his chest. "What did you do?" one of the other sentinels yelled, raising his sword. Before he could strike, the healer appeared. She moved faster than I'd ever seen her move, sliding to her knees beside the injured sentinel. Her hands glowed with healing light as she pressed them to his rotting arm.

ordered the healer. “Mother,” I heard her whisper. “you are aliv—” “Now, girl! If you die, Alexios will kill us all!” Carefully positioning herself on her back, she again tried to speak, but the healer’s mouth immediately locked on hers and she began the process of healing Lydia . It was the oddest thing to watch but I was assured that the healer knew what she was doing. The pain got worse before it got better. The transformation completed and a howl pierced the night sky as fur as pure as white covered Lydia 's body. Her leg, now hinds snapped back into place. It was followed by calm, peace, and restoration. Her body slowly morphed back to its humanoid nature

My eyelids felt heavy as consciousness slowly returned, like wading through a. thick fog. The familiar scent of herbs and healing balms filled my nostrils, mixed with something else— something distinctly masculine and comforting that made my heart flutter. Roman. I blinked several times, adjusting to the soft candlelight that illuminated the infirmary. My body ached, but it wasn't the sharp, devastating pain I remembered from channeling my Lunar Soul powers. This was more like the dull throb of healing muscles, a reminder that I was still alive.

I didn’t think I should be divulging important information like this to them, not when I wasn’t certain of who they were. “You’re doubting us.” The redhead cocked her head at me, amusement dancing in her eyes as she watched me. Under the bright sunlight pouring in through the large window, I couldn’t help but notice the freckles on her face. They stood out so boldly and made her look even more attractive. “What?!” I was taken aback by how accurately she had read my thoughts. “There is no need to be.” The healer tapped my shoulder gently as she got up on her feet. “I suggest you finish your meal, take a bath, and get some rest. You desperately need it. A woman in your condition shouldn’t be g

Alaric’s hand tightens around my waist just as the light touches the edge of his blood. The entire bowl flashes. A sharp gasp escapes somewhere behind us. I blink against the sudden brightness. When my vision clears, I look down and the bowl has changed. The pale stone glows steadily and two thin strands of light connect directly to Alaric’s blood. No strands lead to Elias’ blood. The healer lowers her hands. The light dims and then fades until the room is once again illuminated only by the natural light coming through the windows. I stare at the bowl, then at the healer as I await her explanation of her findings.

asked Queenie. For a moment, The Healer felt relieved. As Deril screamed incoherently, he almost thought he had given the wrong potion. “Yes, Princess. With a Red Orchid, the herb will be perfect. In a matter of minutes, the wound on a person’s body will close completely, almost without a trace.” “Hmm ... in that case, we should find that Red Orchid at the bottom of the cliff. What’s your name, healer?” The old man crossed his right hand on his left chest. Then bowed before Queenie. “I am Fegordo, the Royal Doctor of Bright River.”

If his lord was in pain, he would go to the whole world to acquire the medicine for her. “I don’t know how to make it believable but her body seemed to undergo self-healing. There’s a trace of force energy-” “Wait, what?” Samuel still couldn’t believe his ears. “Self-healing? Our lord is?” The head healer bit her lips. Unsure what to do. She shifted her eyes around to study every expression inside the chamber. The werewolf Mina, the vampire Naomi, fire user Samuel, captain Amel, head magician Hashim, Head butler Conan and Head maid Elijah.

"In front of the entire pack, you will hand the Healer's Grimoire to her yourself." He wanted to humiliate me publicly. He wanted everyone to watch as I, Elara, the divinely gifted healer, handed my legacy over to a replacement. I said nothing. My silence seemed to infuriate him. He thought I was trying to bargain. "Just agree," he pressed, dangling what he thought was an irresistible lure, "and the Redstone Hunting Grounds to the west of the territory will be yours. Personally. It holds the richest prey, a prize every warrior covets."