This bloodline, which was specialized over the centuries in pursuit of the ultimate swordsmanship, has manifested as a certain class in the descendants of the Gretel family.

His name is... [Sword Saint].

Through research, humans have come to understand that lineage and upbringing are closely related to the awakened class.

The only family in this world to have achieved the [Sword Saint] rank is the Gretel family.

Moreover, they benefited not only from their stats but also from their class. Grellette's swordsmanship was the strongest even in terms of pure swordsmanship. These colorful sword techniques were works of art, not just for decoration, but the result of countless battles and the honing of skills with blood and steel.

Among the Gretel family, Kreeher Gretel is considered the greatest genius in history.

Recalling his memories of the Sword Saint family, Kayal arrived at the Lenara Chamber and met the Sword Saint, a name known to all.

It was a girl in pure white.

He was dressed in a simple, unadorned white knight's uniform, and looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old.

She had long white hair, blue eyes, and exquisite features that seemed to have been meticulously sculpted by a master craftsman. Although she was expressionless, she was still endearing.

If it weren't for her impeccable aura, the sword energy that could sting the skin, and her swift movements, no one would recognize her as the renowned "Sword Saint" at first glance.

"Hello, could you be the Hero of Healing?"

In Kyal's eyes, the pure white and lovable girl asked this question.

"Exactly."

Kyal looked at where Kreh's right hand should have been, but now it was gone, the sleeve of her white knight's uniform hanging loosely and empty.

"First, let me introduce myself. I am the Healer, Kayal, and I've come to heal your right hand so you can hold your sword again."

Kyal smiled and extended his left hand to the pure white-clad girl.

“I am… [Sword Saint], Kreh Gretel. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Lord Kayal.”

The girl grasped the boy's outstretched left hand with her only remaining left hand. Looking at Kyal's confident demeanor, a glimmer of hope ignited in the girl's eyes.

Kreeher grasped Kyal's hand as if she were grasping the future.