NOVEL NEXT Chapter 49: Healing System
He thinks he should run away from them to go to his room and find out the truth.
But he needs to stay there and listen to everything, so he can't leave. went to Eric's room.
But his mind can't let him stay here properly. He wants to go there and see the pages of his dad.
Then the monster suddenly said, "Hey Eric, did you have any healers in your village who heal everything and help you in battle?"
Eric said, "No, but we have two healers that help us in battle because, you know, the healing system was only controlled by unique magicians."
No number of warriors ca achieve this type of healing because we can heal, but if we did this, it's going to be a nightmare for us. When anyone tries to heal anything, but he is not a healer, then he will go on his weak base form until he is healing anything. That time enemies got an easy way to kill him.
Eric said, "That's why we don't prefer healing so much."
The Healing System-
Among all magical schools, there are none rarer or more precious than the gift of healing. Unlike fire that burns or wind that destroys, healing power is created through compassion, patience, and a life-balanced spirit. Only very talented magicians, favored from childhood, receive this medical power, defined by a soft, glowing aura that makes them stand out from ordinary spellcasters.
The Healing System is not a simple art but a ranked discipline. Each rank means mastery of life energy movement. Low-rank healers can cure small wounds, soothe pain, and drive out minor illness, but their development is slow, their glow feeble, and their extension short. But even their arrival is a comfort—warmth that eases pain and brings the weak hope to rise once more.
Over them tower the middle orders, whose hands emit more light and whose touch heals deep sores, sets broken bones, and chases away killing fevers in a few hours. Their healing flows more swiftly, like a beam of light that pushes aside the darkness of disease. Whole villages depend on such healers, their pavilions alight in the evenings as lines of injured men and women wait for the miracle of their touch.
But most revered of all are the upper ranks, who have abilities that verge on the divine. When they place their hands upon a patient, a shimmering green light pours out and surrounds the body in life force. Scars evaporate, disease is purged, shattered limbs are reformed, and poisons are burned as if never existing. Their recovery is quick, near-instantaneous, as if time itself bends to their command. Ancient myth tells of first-string healers bringing back warriors from the brink of death in combat, their glow burning like a light of promise amidst fire and gore.
The actual process of healing is one to behold. When a healer raises his or her hand, their energy converges on their fingertips, shining a soft green light. This light is no magic—it is pure positivity, an energy that heals the heart, purifies the mind, and banishes despair.
Patients describe the feeling as heat spreading through their veins, as if spring sunlight were coursing into their bodies, driving out pain and shadows. The more powerful the healer, the brighter this green light blazes, until the entire room glows like the initial dawn light spilling across darkness.
But the Healing System isn't perfect either. The energy used for healing is paid for by draining the magician's life. A low-ranked healer may faint from exhaustion after healing one patient, while higher ranks are able to continue for days, healing entire armies. But every healer dances on a razor's edge—giving too much of themselves risks burning through their life force, leaving them broken or dead. This is the true cost of their gift.
What makes healing so extraordinary is the fact that it is two-pronged: it heals the body but also the soul. The touch of a true healer can cure sore hearts veiled in sorrow, strengthen the will to battle of a warrior, or soothe a child's fears. Thus, healers are dearer than kings and generals, their value beyond measurement in war and peace.
The rank system is both a challenge and a dream. Most healers spend their entire lives advancing up the levels, refining their spirit, learning ancient ways, and refining their focus. Every rank up for them brings them closer to being legends—people whose green light can turn despair into hope, weakness into power, and death into life.
In a world of magicians and monsters ruled by warriors, the Healing System is a reminder that the greatest strength may not lie in the power to destroy but in the power to rebuild, restore, and continue to burn life fiercely.
[Ranking in heal—Only B, A, and S rank magicians have the power to heal. The C rank can't heal or use it, so it's a matter of training.]
Now Back To The Story-
Then the monster said, "Eric, don't tell a lie to me. I already looked at you, and you have no harm in your body, with not a single scar that other warriors have on their faces or also on their bodies. These scars are a sign of a warrior that proved that they are a real fighter. But you didn't have that because I measure your whole body; if it's there, then I can see it."
Eric said, "Oh yes, I have a personal friend from my childhood time; he is a great healer, so he heals me every time. He says, 'You are Lord; you need to be clean and scar-free every day,' so that I am now fully healed with zero scars on my body."
John is very surprised to hear that there was also a healer that heals every injury, attacked place, and even deep scar. Now he also wants to meet this healer and see how he made this magical thing possible in real life.
When John John was thinking these things,he suddenly saw that his dad and this monster started glowing at the same time.
Then suddenly an incident happened that was…