Healing System

"..What do you mean?" Kevin replied cautiously as he was not sure what Michael was referring to, though by his gaze alone, he could tell it was not something trivial.

"Let me rephrase: Did you pick something up recently? Something that... I don't know, has some special light-based effects?"

His eyes widened upon hearing that and he immediately took out something odd-looking from one of his shadows, it looked like some kind of glass cage with a feather inside.

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"...Is this a joke?" Michael glared at him, he could not feel anything from the feather in front of him, if anything, it seemed like any ordinary pigeon feather.

"I understand that you might have acquired some kind of strange hobby, but.." As he was about to berate Kevin, a small, almost unnoticeable wave of mana escaped from the feather.

However, it did not go unnoticed by Michael, he was fairly sensitive to light-affinity mana by now.

"You can have it, I don't really know what to do with it anyway" Kevin threw the glass cage at Michael with seemingly no care.

"Thanks..."

'System.. what is this?'

It's a feather.

'No shit, whose feather?' He rolled his eyes at the system's untimely sarcasm.

I can't tell, however, you can absorb this feather from what I can see, what effects would it give? Beats me.

'How do I absorb it? Same as with the pillar's light?' He questioned as he held the glass cage closer to his chest.

Pretty much, yes. But it would be best if you did so when no one was around, the density seems a bit higher than the light from the pillars.

'Sure' Michael nodded and made a pocket out of mana in his clothing, storing the feather safely.

Now that he figured out the little matter regarding the strange energy, it was time for him to take up the healer's mantle.

After all, who else would do it? Tony was nowhere to be seen, though if Michael did see him, he would have to teach him some manners.

Michael nodded at Kevin and turned back to Lena who had not even said hello to him, he believed that she held some sort of resentment for him.

But no matter how much he thought, he could not recall wronging her at any time, being late to her lessons was definitely not enough to cause this kind of conflict or so he hoped at least.

"Take me to where the unconscious people are, also, if you come across any injured, take them to me as well."

"Are you ordering me around?"

Michael raised his brow "Yes? Do you not want to help the injured?"

"That's... fine" She grumbled at Michael's shameless straightforwardness and signaled for a nearby student to come to her.

"Show him where they are" With those words, she proceeded to head into the city.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Michael did see some people lying around when he was flying, some even seemed alive. He just hoped her baseless grudge would not inhibit her morals.

The student led him into the academy and then down a flight of stairs, which he does not remember seeing before.

In front of him was a door, one that was slightly open, revealing the inside.

The room looked like some kind of a hallway of hospital beds, it was like a miniature hospital in of itself.

However, there were not many doctors to attend to the patients from what he could tell.

There were some white-robed individuals, ones that he remembers seeing once he first entered the city.

But they looked exhausted, some of them even passed out.

And upon closer look, Michael noticed that they too had caught the curse, although the spreading was much slower than on the other people he had seen.

'I guess they are healers for a reason.. actual healers' He acknowledged their efforts, even if they had not managed to cure the curse, they were at the very least able to minimize any other kind of damage the people might have suffered.

Well, that's how you would have been, a normal healer; your pace and decision-making were something that not even I could have expected.

'What do you mean?'

When you first got to this world, I had a plan prepared for you. You become a healer, slowly level up until it is finally time for you to be introduced to mana control. But as you might have already noticed, you skipped everything and went straight for the big guns.

'Well, jokes on you I guess? Are you sure that plan was prepared by you or the so-called time paradox you?' Michael wondered as he could not be sure, after all, these past few weeks had made him question quite a lot of things.

Hmm... There was a plan in place the moment you regained your memories; however, it was a bit different than the one I attempted to lead you on. Had you followed the other one, similar circumstances might have happened like they did to the other Michael.

'You mean I get kidnapped or something?'

Precisely, though even with my plan, a lot of irregularities arose. You were not supposed to encounter Meph, neither were you supposed to be on this continent, but I guess fate steered you in this direction.

'I guess it did, didn't it?' Michael chuckled and walked to the very middle of the room.

The healers that took notice of him had widened eyes for just a moment, before a relaxed sigh escaped their mouths.

Michael stood in the very middle of the room and raised his arm, once again covering every single person present with his enhanced Purify, completely ridding them of the curse.

However, unlike the previous people, not all of them immediately woke up, it seemed like the fatigue they suffered was a bit too great.

Just as Michael was about to turn around, he spotted an individual who managed to sit up straight, it was quite a familiar face.

'Look who we have here..' He grinned as he began walking towards the person.

"Tony, how have you been?" Michael asked with a small smile, which did not mirror his inner intentions.

"You..? Huh? Why are you here?" Tony seemed surprised to see him, yet his expression turned more sour by the second.

"Why are you interrupting the Saint's rest?" He said in a flat disregarding tone, which caused Michael's smile to slightly twitch.

The healers around him seemed to hear that too, as they tried their best not to laugh; however, some chuckles could not be held back.

'Is this guy an idiot?' Michael genuinely wondered at Tony's shamelessness.

He abandoned the people and ran away, yet here he was, comfortably lying in a bed after being cured by Michael.

"Why are you just standing there? Piss off and let me rest."

'Alright.. system, any creative ideas on how to deal with him?'

Cut off his tongue, maybe? That seems pretty original. Or you could always just kill him, not like the world will miss someone like him.

'Hmm... I can't just kill him, he is still the Saint in name, even if he was utter trash..' Michael debated on the punishment, however, the doors of the room suddenly swung open.

And just like many of his previous encounters, a powerful kick flew towards him at a speed he could just barely react to.

Michael blocked the attack and carefully maneuvered around the patients so as to not injure them.

'She is always so... hotheaded..' Michael sighed at the woman in front of him.

"Do you always have to make an entrance, Amanda?"