.

"On the contrary, Chief. I was hoping I could help."

Dorden grunted. "Unless you have some special healing spell that I don't know of, I doubt there's much you can do except not get in my way."

"Actually..do you mind if I try my healing spell?"

Dorden finally looked up to stare at me in surprise. "Can't hurt," he muttered as he raised his bloodstained hands. "Daudlin is going to expire soon anyway..might as well take a gamble on it. Go ahead, kid. I hope you can work miracles."

I nodded and bent down, placing my hands on the injured mercenary's chest.

Regeneration.

I wasn't just casting a healing spell. I was casting a regeneration spell that worked on very similar principles despite belonging to the undead rather than the living. To Dorden's astonishment, the wound began knitting rapidly and the torn organs began to mend. Perspiration dripped down my face as I focused on repairing Daudlin's battered body, but I maintained my concentration. Within a few minutes, he had fully "regenerated".

"Dear Evelyn..what manner of healing spell did you use?" Dorden demanded. I smiled as I wiped the perspiration from my face.

"Regeneration."

"..Regeneration?" The old surgeon frowned. "I've never heard of such a healing spell before."

I shook my head. It didn't matter. I had to focus on saving the other two casualties who were near death.

"Let me help with Freud and Ashton."

"..sure. But are you okay, kid? You look..pale."

"Yeah. I'll be fine."

Dorden studied me for a few seconds. "Well, such a powerful spell will of course be exhausting. Don't strain yourself, kid. We still need you."

I didn't know what happened next, but I apparently managed to heal the other two before blacking out from exhaustion. The next thing I knew, I found myself being ferried along by Metzen and another squad mate named Bore.

"You awake, kid?"

I blinked and glanced around. The two grown men had been carrying me between them, lifting me bodily off the ground, with my feet dangling in the air and my arms over their shoulders.

"Eh..?"

"You're really light, kid. Have you been eating properly?"

Bore raised his eyebrow as he studied me, and then he chuckled.

"You're too skinny. Make sure you eat more. We're gonna feed you when we return."

"Yeah, great job, kid. You really saved our asses back there."

"..huh?"

"Daudlin, Freud and Ashton. You pulled them out of danger. Dorden doesn't know what spell you used, but they're now walking around as if nothing had happened."

I glanced back and saw that the three I had "regenerated" were keeping up, laughing and chattering with their squad mates. Great, I succeeded.

"But such a spell costed you. You lost consciousness after that. Good thing Dorden explained everything to the boss, so we saw the value in ferrying you along. We're going to need that healing spell of yours down the road."

"Ha ha ha!" Bore chuckled in agreement. "Good thing we brought you along, eh, kid? I've to admit, you're one heck of a surprise. At first, most of us thought you're just an upstart kid who's overreaching himself. Who knew you would be capable of such awesome stuff?"

Apparently, even though my combat skills and magic seemed unimpressive, the mercenaries were pretty taken by my Regeneration spell. I wasn't sure how to feel about that.

"Thanks."

"No, we should thank you instead, kid!"

I found myself dropped right back onto the ground, almost unsteadily. Shaking my head to clear the weariness, I began to move alongside after them. After sleeping for a good period of time, I had recovered my strength.

Even so, despite being Lyia's Chosen or having the special abilities of heroes, it seems that I can't fight better than these mercenaries. Either they're pretty high-ranked, or I still lack the experience and strength..

My disgruntled thoughts were cut off by a warning shout from the front. The boss had stopped us, causing the whole line of mercenaries to halt in their tracks.

"Another enemy?" Metzen growled.

"Draw your weapons!" the boss shouted, almost as if he overheard my squad leader. "Be careful! There's something huge.."

He never completed his sentence.

Ahead, something enormous burst out of the forest, its footsteps sending tremors throughout.

"Whoa!"

"Holy Throne!"

"Goddess Evelyn!"

The mercenaries cried out when they saw the ten-meter tall lycanthrope that had emerged, its slavering jaws dripping with caustic drool. Stalking forward on two legs, it snarled as it lumbered forward, each step shaking the ground. Spiky, brown fur bristled from pure muscle, and claws the size of swords curved from its carriage-sized paws.

"Wolf Lord!"

"Feth! How are we supposed to fight something like that?"

"Surround it!"

The mercenaries scattered to minimize the number of victims the Wolf Lord could target. The Wolf Lord let out a howl that sent trees shaking, causing birds to fly out of the canopies in panic, and then turned to glare at us with its crimson eyes.

"Prepare yourself!" the boss shouted. "Formation Alpha! It's just another behemoth-class monster! If we stick to.."

He never finished his sentence. The Wolf Lord erupted with a bellow and then charged at us.

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It never reached us.

A sudden white flash filled the clearing ahead of us, almost blinding the mercenaries. As I flinched and tried to peer through my fingers, I watched in awe as the Wolf Lord was cut apart into pieces. A single figure strode forward, dressed in gleaming, white-silver armor. A few seconds later, he was joined by a beautiful girl in a white and red dress, her long brown hair tied into a ponytail.

"You are.."

The boss blinked as he stared at the newcomers, and then his jaw dropped.

"Heroes-sama!"

I felt dismay as I shrank behind my squad mates. Even though we had been saved from the Wolf Lord, I couldn't help but feel dread when I recognized our rescuers.

They were Sakaguchi Seiji and Asakura Akane, two of my former classmates.