The Ultimate Heel Heals Everything! ~ Repairing Trash Into Rare Items!

Chapter One: Prologue – Heal!

T/N: I thought it would be fun to try out translating a LN. Can’t speak or read Japanese so me and Google-san have taken some liberties with phrasing. I’m still pleased with how this turned out. Hopefully other people are interested too?

Author’s Note: [I Will Parry Everything to Become the Greatest Adventurer!] was very interesting, so I wrote my own homage to it!

I was more scared to die than anyone else. After all, I’d died once before.

When I was younger, a swarm of monsters appeared near my village. We tried to call an adventurer to get rid of them, but a monster that he failed to defeat rushed into the village.

At the end of the main street, I collapsed, covered in blood. Since the adults were busy dealing with monsters, no one came to help. I was an orphan, so I didn’t have any family to worry about me either.

I was so bloody I dyed the dirt around me red. I was unable to move, my consciousness drifting away, the feeling of coldness rushing in. My body, mind, and emotions all frozen…

Is this death? No… I don’t wanna die… I don’t wanna die… My consciousness flickered, waning in that cold light.

Then, warm words echoed like divine blessing.

[HEAL]

When I opened my eyes, the adventurer’s older sister was crouched down beside me, holding her shining hand over me. The gentle warmth sank into my cold heart.

But casting it once wasn’t enough, and she chanted the spell many times. She then cast an even higher level healing spell, her waist-length blue hair fluttering around her. With starry eyes, I stared up at her.

The sister’s face was as beautiful as an angel’s.

Soon, I was able to move again.

While looking at my blood-stained body, she muttered, “alive…”.

The older sister was laughing happily saying, “He’s okay. I’m glad… I was honestly thinking, ‘Oh, this is hopeless.’” Tears were still shining on the edge of her eyes, so I knew she had been really worried. Kindness truly is the greatest virtue!

Naturally, I said, “Thank you, sister. Thank you.”

“It’s okay, it’s my job. I only cast the spell so I could say ‘look, even if it didn’t help, I still used my healing magic’. In the past I’ve not gotten paid because I would say, ‘It’s no use’. I was surprised that you recovered, since… Anyways, I’m really glad I cast the spell.”

She laughed and talked about the situation as if it were a joke, but her true intentions were clear to me as she wiped away her tears and rubbed her nose.

I’m glad you cast the spell too, and that the words were so heartfelt.

“I’m happy. Thank you, sister.”

“You’re welcome. Well, you still have some minor injuries.”

The smiling sister stood up to leave but I called her back.

“…Hey, older sister.”

“Yeah?”

“I don’t want to die again. Sister, do you think I can cast it too?”

“I wonder… if you have magical or priestly talent…”

Sister put her hand on my forehead. She closed her eyes, searching for something deep within me.

After a moment she looked at me with her blue eyes and smiled.

“I feel a faint amount of holy power. Advanced healing spells would be impossible but with practice, you should be able to cast minor healing spells.”

Her answer made me ecstatic.

“Really?! Thank you! I’ll practice [Heal].”

“Do your best! — Hmmm, how about you start practicing now by treating others hurt by the monsters?”

“Yes, leave it to me!”

After that, I followed the sister to help her heal the villagers and guide them back to the village. I learned about healing magic, disinfecting wounds, wrapping bandages, and treating fractures: the basic tenets of healing.

After the monsters were exterminated, the group of adventurers left. I practiced [Heal] every day, obeying the instructions of my savior. I would ask the people if they were injured and they would let me cast the spell on them.

It didn’t work very well at first, but after a few months, I improved. After half a year, I could heal minor injuries with a single cast of [Heal]. I couldn’t always practice on my fellow villagers so I would also heal the injuries of the local dogs, cats, cows, and chickens.

After a year, I was able to heal even a moderate injury. But I was still scared.

I had been so injured that sister almost gave up on me. I had been miraculously saved because sister had used [Heal] over and over. But if I got the same serious injury again, I would have to treat myself. Could I cast [Heal] after [Heal] while in intense pain and losing consciousness?

No, it’d be impossible. Absolutely impossible.

With that in mind, I felt that my [Heal] was still weak. If I got the same injury again, I would die.

Additionally, sister said I could only cast basic healing spells. Because I didn’t want to die, I wanted to practice more. But the village had run out of injuries to practice on.

While pondering the issue, I noticed something while looking at the trees.

A broken branch is also an injury, isn’t it?

I cast [Heal], but there was almost no change. But it seemed the broken branch had regained some vitality.

Alright, let’s try again!

And so I started casting [Heal] on non-living things. I would go into the forest and cast it on kindling. Sometimes, I just practiced while testing what damage [Heal] could or couldn’t fix.

And thusly the days passed.