St Chaos Healer

Ch 42 - Wishing and Hugs

I opened my eyes finding myself under a mysterious ceiling, tucked under a comfy bed. Not a room that I was familiar with.

Next to my bed, I saw the giant baldy, Milo who was putting flowers in a vase with a bright smile while humming some song. This looked so out of character that I for once thought it was a nightmare.

"You are awake. How do you feel now?"

I turned my head and saw Mr. Keith leaning by the window sill who noticed I was awake.

"I..," I replied as I got up from the bed.

I tried moving my legs and arms. Even my broken foot was now patched up.

"I feel a lot better, thanks."

"Hey!" Suddenly Milo shouted, "You should lie down and rest. Healing might fix your wounds but it still wears out your body's strength."

"I am fine. Thanks for your concern."

Baldy's really a friendly guy, I thought he would be the one to hold a grudge.

"Well if you say so. But I didn't expect you to get knocked out by your own move like that. It was so lame, hahaha." laughed off Milo loudly.

I really do wanna punch this guy in the face.

"Oh, by the way, I am Milo Boar. I am a blacksmith by profession and the appointed weapons expert of the Emerald Lion's guild. I also have a weapon shop located in the outer district. If you need any weapon to be crafted, my shop is the right place." said Milo proudly while placing his hands on his hip.

"Uh, okay."

But then Milo looked at me with wide eyes,

"But seriously you put up one heck of a fight for a kid. I never saw such a young brat like you who would ever fight like that. I heard noble brats are trained to fight at a young age, but I haven't seen one myself so I don't know. But you coming from a commoner's background pulling off such a feat was really something. No wonder master Bervice gave you the golden pass."

"It was no big deal. I was just really lucky back there," I replied humbly.

I really would like to keep what happened under wraps.

I must at least maintain a low profile until I could stand on my own and defend myself. The last thing I want is to blow up my identity.

"I am quite surprised seeing your battle skills." praised Mr. Kieth.

"Thanks, I guess," I replied.

"No, I am serious. I am quite baffled, you see," replied Kieth as he looked at me with hawk eyes.

"..."

Now how do I reason with them about how I learned to fight like that. Milo is one thing but Kieth doesn't look like the guy who would be fooled easily.

Kieth got up from the windowsill and stood before me with his arms folded.

"Despite being blessed to use mana arts at such a young age, your hand-to-hand skills in combat were also amazing. It didn't feel like some kid putting on a fight but rather a warrior with countless battle experiences fighting against Milo. Not even once did you flinch when fighting him despite the number of disadvantages. You also created a commotion in the ceremony train and it wasn't just once but twice,"

"..."

Milo interrupts us between,

"Are you sure he is not an old martial art master disguised as a young boy?" he asked as he held his chin like some intellectual.