53 Joining the Group (1/2)

”You are better than those trashes who vomit due to a few space-time fluctuations, what a shame. My name is Kermu Kurk from the Kurk Clan. As you seem a bit decent, do you want to come with us? It would be a waste to use you as cannon-fodder like those trash from there.”

Kermu was arrogant and despised the commoners, a typical way of thought for those in the noble clans.

However, he also liked the commoners with talent; he didn't treat all of them in the same way.

Kermu's appearance was somewhat average, he was a bit taller than Yale and had some muscles, but he wasn't bulky.

”I also think that he should come with us. After all, we are only four here; he should be capable since he can resist the space-time passage, we should ensure the security of our group.”

The girl who spoke was pretty, and as Yale looked upon her he noticed that she was holding Kermu's arm, Yale guessed that those two should have some particular relation.

That girl emanated a warm feeling, which contrasted with the other girl in the group.

She was very beautiful and seemed like a doll, but her face showed a cold expression. Furthermore, she was the only one in the group who was shorter than Yale; even the other girl had the same height as him.

The doll-like girl replied with an emotionless voice.

”I don't mind.”

After she said that, the warm girl spoke again.

”Yale, don't mind about her words, she acts this way with everyone, it isn't anything personal with you. I'm Serka Zhan from the Zhan Clan, and she is Nurvey Revgen from the imperial family.”

They two also seemed to agree to Yale's incorporation, even if it was because they lacked people and Yale was the best option available.

”I don't agree. That kid is a mere commoner, how could he compare with us nobles? Even if we were to die it is better than mix with that kind of people.”

The one who spoke those words was the last guy, he was the tallest in the group and had a muscular build, but he still had a kid's face which generated a weird contrast.

He was an elitist who merely seen everyone without noble blood as trash, no matter the talent the commoners had.

The other three could only smile wryly at his words, that guy was a blockhead to those things, his personality was the complete opposite to Serka who didn't mind mixing with commoners.

”Don't be like that; he is only coming with us to improve the security of our group. Furthermore, don't say that it is better to die than being helped by a commoner, that pride won't serve to anything once you died. Don't play with our lives for your stupid ego.”

Serka was the one who replied to the muscular guy; she didn't like that kind of discrimination.

”Since you are a healer, I will hear your words. But if we get hurt, you should heal us and not him, even if he were dying and we only had light wounds.”

Yale wasn't surprised that the warm-looking girl was a healer, a lot of healers had that warm aura around them.

Yale also noticed the dislike the muscular guy had to commoners, but he didn't want any problems with anyone of them, so he decided to speak again.

”I don't' need any type of healing; please focus on the others if there is a need to heal someone.”

Yale said that because with his Auto-recovery, someone using magic to heal him was a waste of magic. Discussing about if he would or wouldn't be treated were a meaningless discussion as he wouldn't need any heal.

However, to the others that were a show of respect to the noble clans and the imperial family and thus they good impression about Yale improved.

”You know your position, very well, you can come with us. But are you also planning to bring that thing in your arms with us? It seems dead.”

The big guy was speaking of Wyba who was still unconscious due to the space-time passage shock.

”She isn't dead, only unconscious. She is very small, that experience was too much to her.”

As Yale said that words, he used Basic Healing again into Wyba, and Yale felt that she was recovered; thus she would awake soon.

”Are you also a healer? You don't look like one, but that was Basic Healing, right?”

Serka as a healer was very sensitive towards healing magic and noticed what Yale did to Wyba.

”I know a bit of healing magic, but this isn't my specialty. I'm specialized in the sword.”

In fact, Yale's healing magic was very good for his age, but as he was used to seeing Ange's healing magic, he always felt that his healing magic was weak.

”Oh, your healing magic isn't bad I thought you were also focused on being a healer. However, since you could heal others you can also heal yourself, I don't need to worry that you will easily die even if I focus on healing the others.”

Serka was worried that Yale would die because he refused to receive any healing, but healing oneself was always easier than treating others so she believed that Yale should have the capacity to remain alive without relying on her healing magic.

”Since you are able to use healing magic, you are qualified to hear my name. I'm Hyrk Hyeran.”