16-Quiet story 3 White wolf bloodline and heretic child of a healer

This is the resting place of the Adventurer's Guild of Meratni.

My name is Bazan. I'm in a party called White Wolf's Bloodline.

I'm in a party with two childhood friends named Sekiroth and Basra.

That's the name of the party because I'm a descendant of the White Wolf, who was revered as a holy beast and a beastman, and I'm the strongest of the three.

There aren't that many lands in this world that are easy for beastmen to live in.

Due to their genetics, they have long body hair that grows back quickly and has a tail, and ordinary beastmen are shunned by the majority of the human race.

In such a situation, the pet beastmen are treated like pets by the human race.

That day happened to be when I came to the Adventurer's Guild in Meratni to report for a B-rank.

A hirsute man was asking something of Nanaela-chan at the reception desk.

"If he does anything, I'll come right over.

Don't push it too hard. You'll be dead already.

I don't want any of that.

I know.

I didn't like it, there seemed to be a number of people who felt the same way I did.

This adventurer's guild in Meratni has a variety of races working here, which is rare elsewhere.

Well, the whirlwind is on a cloud of existence among us, and the beast race's legendary cooking bears and recluse are in this guild, so the bad healers' guild and mages' guild can't touch them either.

When I was thinking about this, Nanaela left her seat and Chief Hyoro was left alone.

Normally, if Nanaela-chan had run away, the man would have gone after her. And the fact that Nanaela laughed in annoyance made me think that she might be a rare type of person who doesn't avoid beastmen despite being of the human race.

A few minutes later, Nanaela-chan brought Brod-san over.

... Is that guy okay? He was explaining something to me despite Mr. Brod's awesome intimidation.

'Is that hirsute pretty strong?'

Yeah. He can withstand that much intimidation. Maybe she's a Mage somewhere.

At that time, his prediction had been completely wrong. No, he was a top-notch adventurer in terms of boldness alone, so maybe he wasn't wrong.

A rare announcement was made in the Adventurer's Guild.

The announcement from Meratni's Adventurer's Guild said that the healers would be allowed to stay in the Meratni Adventurer's Guild after three days.

He is a newbie healer and can only hang a heel, but regardless of race or gender, he will be healed for a flat silver coin.

The man is easily recognizable by his slender frame.

If they are involved, they will be penalized and their adventurer rank will be lowered.

That's how crazy it was.

The first thing that surprised me was the rank drop. This is an exceptional VIP treatment. The fact that Whirlwind would do it was a surprise.

The next item was regardless of race. As I said at the beginning, beastmen are sometimes avoided, so they can be refused treatment or hit with an exorbitant price.

The fact that we don't have that is something we are grateful for.

''Could it be the one from earlier?

Yeah. I'm sure you do.

A guy with so much courage, you're a healer. Well, let's just cut to the chase.

Nanaela-chan wasn't exactly tangled up in it either.

Yeah.

Thus, we saw Luciel, a long and fragile healer, as just another healer.

That was our first encounter with an unlikely healer, Luciel.

We left two days later when Melatni asked us to escort her to the Illumassia Empire.

By the time the expedition ended and we came to Melatni's guild, three months had passed since then.

''This expedition was a long one.''

I don't know what happened to that merchant.

Well, the demon is dead and you're okay with it.

Well, yeah.

'Speaking of which, would you like to place a bet on whether that healer is still in the Adventurer's Guild?

'Good, I don't think I'm here,' said Sekyros, who was the first to answer. I don't think I'll be there," Sekyros said.

"....I think I'll be here." Rare for Basra to make that choice.

"I don't think I'm here either." "Why do you think I'm here, Basra?

I don't think a whirlwind would have missed that one more than that healer.

'I see. Then I'll pay for your drinks when you're done reporting.

Oh.

That's how we got to the Adventurers' Guild.

"Nowhere to be found. Huh. I owe you a drink.

"Tsk," said Basra, clicking her tongue.

'Oh, welcome. White Wolf's veins, are you reporting this time?

Yeah. Nanayla. By the way, how long has that healer who came three months ago been here?

'What? Do you mean, by any chance, Mr. Luciel?

That's unusual. By the looks of it, I wonder if it's going to last a month. Sekyros asks.

'Hmmm. No," she says, smiling brightly, "I have a bad feeling about Nanaela-chan.

I have a bad feeling about this. Are you still here? Basra listened with a strange cheerfulness.

Pfffffft. I'm sorry. Luciel, you live in a sleeping room in the basement of the Adventurer's Guild.

""Huh?" We were unusually shouting in unison.

Afterwards, I heard that the healer, Luciel, who seriously lives in the Adventurer's Guild, drinks that stuff that Grugar makes new adventurers drink after every meal.

In fact, he seems to fight the whirlwind all day long, only going out once since he started living in the Adventurers' Guild, and is said to be a training addict.

It's a good thing that taste disorder, dominant and zombie are street names.

You're being awfully talkative today.

Yeah. It's your money.

Tsk. Well, he's a good guy. He's gonna get checked out if he gets hurt.

At the time, I, or rather, Sekiroth and Basra, thought of Luciel as nothing more than an oddball healer.

Three months later, we had no way of knowing what was going to happen.

In a mine, we defeated a demon. That was the request, so it wasn't a problem.

Goggle-go-go, me and Sekyros coughed.

In the mine, we fought a demon that was spitting smoke, or rather a fog that would ignite if we wore it.

'We'll be there soon, both of you, so be patient.

Don't... Don't look at me like that. I'm fine.

Yeah, yeah. We're not that easy balls to die by. We'll heal in our sleep.

No, we're going to the sanitarium.

Basra was unusually powerful at this time, in the habit of being a mage, and we headed quietly to the healing hospital.

But what awaited us was the future, which was easy to imagine.

'I don't know about that dog over there. The guy over here has 15 gold pieces.

Hey! I can't afford it.

I don't know. I'm busy. Go home.

Help me out here.

It's all right. You could sell those dogs to the slavers and make some money.

f*ck you.

"Then get out.

Thus, we were kicked out of the Healing Institute.

Back at the inn, me and Sekiros rested in bed while Basra went to report to the guild.

As soon as Basra left, I lost consciousness.

I felt something warm. The haze in my body went away. It was such a strange feeling.

I think it's going to be okay now. If not, please come back to the guild tomorrow...

"Whoa... long day, kid. Oh. Two silver pieces.

'Is that really all there is to it?

Yeah. It's his choice.

What the hell is this healer?

'I'm an oddball healer. I don't know what kind of life you've been living, but I don't want to die, so I work out.

Are you sure that two silver coins are profitable?

"He says, "I'm only halfway there." Right. "Well, if you owe this guy a favor, you can help him out when he gets in trouble.

With that, the healer, dazed by the whirlwind and whirlwind, walked out of the room.

'Basra? Wasn't that a whirlwind?

Yeah. I had the guild's healer come by.

Yeah. Half a man, huh? You're not afraid of my poison, are you?

"...Bazan, I'm telling you, if it weren't for him, or that healer, you'd be dead.

Oh, yeah. Huh? Is that right?

Since then, Whirlwind and Master Healer have come to see me, and according to Whirlwind's fresh diagnosis, the demon we defeated this time was a mutant of a demon called Gasbasl. I've been told that if you inhale the poison, you need to take the appropriate magic or antidote to heal yourself.

Yeah. That's what magic is all about.

'I use magic too, but it's not that I'm great at magic, it's that I'm great at getting it right. It's the ability to use it correctly that's amazing.

'What? What do you mean by that?

"...I told you that if it wasn't for that Master Healer, you guys would be dead. How many times do you think I've used magic on you and Sekyros? You tried the antidote recovery magic over and over again, and you kept doing it even when your magic power was depleted.

Is that... great?

Normally he would have passed out. And then I gritted my teeth and dripped blood as I administered the treatment. And that was for two silver coins. Can you think of anything?

"...maybe you saved my life?

'That's why I say that. If you're going to mock that Master Healer, I'm going to question your nerve. That's all.

"...what's her name again? Luciel, is that you? I didn't expect to see a healer like that.

Hmm? You're awake, Sekyros.

'Yeah. I could hear him telling me to hang in there as he was treating me, and I felt a warm light dispel the darkness.

I felt that light, too.

"Next time you see a healer, make sure you thank him.

All right,

Yes, sir.

The next day, when I went to thank Luciel, the healer's heretic, he said, "It's because I didn't give up on life. I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work.

''Is that a saint?

'Seeing that you're doing the hard work, maybe you'll end up looking like the founder of the Healer's Guild.

''If anything happens to you, Luciel, I'll repay you a little bit of your debt. Whirlwind said that's all it would take.

''Yeah. The White Wolf bloodline is indebted to you.

Thus, I, Hazan and the white wolf bloodline became an A-ranked party three months later, grateful to have met Luciel and cheering him on as he slowly grew up.

When the good-natured Luciel got into a dispute with Botacouli, or when he said he was going to be transferred to the church headquarters, we didn't do anything for him, but we accepted the nomination request issued by the guild with two silver coins.

I traveled with Luciel and sent him to St. Surreal while thanking the whirlwind for submitting such a nomination request.

Did I repay you a little bit of debt? As I was thinking about this, Basra opened her mouth.

'It's going to be awesome to travel with Luciel.'

Following that, Sekyros opens his mouth.

''Luciel, you really don't get attached to money, do you?''

'I didn't really care that we were taking the long way around,'

We slowly extended a journey that could have been completed in as little as two days to five days.

Not many of the villages we stopped at along the way had money, and the healers didn't come early enough.

There were some villages that tried to look for a woman, but the villagers were flabbergasted because they refused with a straight face or went to thank the opposite with only lodging, dinner and lunch.

I was trying my best to hold back my laughter. After all, Luciel is a real heretic.

I drove the carriage towards the city of Meratni, hoping that one day Luciel would become a big name.