Prologue

“Use items instead of skills whenever possible. That way, it puts less strain on your body. Do you understand why I’m giving you this?”

Why…? Why is he giving this to me…?

Jin Jeongeun stared blankly at Heero’s handsome face. Heero wrapped his hand around Jeongeun’s wrist and slightly lowered his head, whispering into his ear.

“You must not get hurt.”

In that moment, Jeongeun froze as if he had been struck by a monster. A pounding sound echoed in his chest, as if someone were beating a drum.

However, there was one thing Jeongeun was overlooking.

“Because you’re our team’s only healer.”

Healer? But I’m a Word Sorcerer. Jeongeun almost said that out loud. Then, he realized a beat too late that Heero was referring not to him, but to Dasol, who must not get hurt.

That’s right. He was here to protect Dasol. That was all Heero wanted from Jeongeun.