Will turned out to be a gifted swordsman, but he was also a gifted healer.

In the spring of my fifth year, I roamed the mountains.

Along with my wolf and bear friends, I fought the monsters of the outside world.

I led the way and fought to protect my friends.


I face the green ogre, a monster that has invaded Table Mountain.

The green ogre is a green monster that comes into the mountain and devours the animals of the forest.

Not content with just eating them, the green ogre slaughters the frailest of animals. They killed more animals than necessary to satisfy their cravings.

We can't allow such monsters.

Armed with the mithril dagger Ronin gave me, I will destroy the green ogre.

When Schultz, the quick wolf, has the ogre in his sights, I'll jump in and deliver a flanking blow.

The blow blows away his rusty sword, but it's not enough. The ogre has monstrous physical strength.

He swings his arm like a log, but it's caught by the bear bee.

The bear was the strongest man in the woods.

I step back while the bee holds my opponent down.

I will then thrust my silver dagger into his neck.

No need to hesitate. This ogre reeks of blood. It was proof that it had killed many creatures.

He is a moaning, falling ogre.

Thus, I win the battle, but I see that blood is flowing from Schultz's back, who first held the ogre's gaze with a check on me.

It looks like he's been hit by an ogre.

I put my hand on the wounded wolf's back and cast a healing spell.

Wolf Schultz's body glows green and the wolf's wounds close up.

Wow!

And the animals admire it.

This is what I learned from Mother Militia. She wants to make me a healer.

The animals say it's good, they want you to be a healer and protect them.

Yeah, that's good. But I think my father Ronin wants me to be a swordsman.

Why don't you become a healer and a swordsman?

That's true. They call such a thing a holy knight.

Then you'll be a holy knight in the future.

Schultz the wolf smiles, but I chuckle.

"I think Dad Vandal wants me to be a sorcerer, though. Every day he makes me read thick textbooks and history books.

"You don't like to study?

No way, I love it as much as I love swinging a sword.

Then it's annoying. Do I have to master sword, magic and healing?

Yes.

By the way, what do you call the one who's mastered the craft?

I give him a confused look and pause, "I don't know.

There's a term for swords and magic alone, but there's no term for sword, magic, and healing, all of which have been mastered.

"Hmm, I'll have to make a new one then.

I had no idea if I would make it myself or not.

How about calling it 'The Brave'?　Isn't it cool?

"A brave man. ...... Yeah, it's cool. But Vandal says you're born brave. When you're born, you're born with a bruise somewhere on your body.

I look around my body, but I don't see any bruises anywhere.
But Schultz says without concern.

"A hero is not a job, it's a title. My father used to say that. My father told me that the spirit to stand in front of those weaker than you, and to defend the weak, is what makes you brave. So, Will, you're a hero now. We're the heroes of Table Mountain.

"Oh, right. ......, that's right. Yeah, I'm the brave man of Table Mountain.

Once again, I chewed on the word "brave".

And as I carved it into my lungs

"I'm the brave man of Table Mountain!

And shouted.

The words echoed in every corner of the mountain.


Milia, the goddess of healing, let out a tear as her image flashed in her eyes.

She was moved by the sight of Will, who had grown into a fine man.

A few days ago you were a baby, but now you've grown up to be a fine boy.

He's also become a fine user of healing.

He even learned the advanced magic of Instant Recovery.

Of course, it was Miria who taught him, but I never thought that he would learn to use it at his age.

Will's talents as a healer may be on par with the legendary saint that Millia once taught healing magic to.

No, even she would not have been able to use Instant Recovery at her age.

That's how outstanding Will's talent was.

Although she was excited about the future, there was one thing that worried her.

I could see the cute little Will in Milia's eyes.

I mean, Will is so cute. If this continues, he might end up being courted by princesses from all over the world.



Will's appearance was as pretty as a girl.

Not only that, but the boy, stronger and gentler than anyone else, was Miria's pride and joy.

She had Will's image transferred onto the photographic paper and vowed to boast about it at the gathering of the gods.

There was a gathering of the healing gods nearby.
He planned to be a complete idiot there.