After walking for a while, Mike and Timus came across an injured Centaur on the road.

It was leaning against a tree, resting. Both of its front hooves were dyed red with blood, and there were many wounds on its body. There was even a piece of flesh on its back that had completely exploded.

When Mike saw this scene, the murderous look on his face became even more intense.

He quickly walked to the side of the Centaur and squatted down to ask,

"Are you okay? Where is the enemy?"

When the Centaur heard this, it slowly opened its eyes. When it saw that it was Mike who had come, a glimmer of hope immediately appeared in its tired eyes.

"Lord F*ck! Is it you? That's great. Thank god, cough cough..."

Due to his excitement, the Centaur suddenly began to cough violently halfway through its sentence. Large mouthfuls of blood spurted out from its mouth.

When Mike saw this scene, he immediately signaled for him to calm down and turned to look at Timus.

"Do you know healing magic?"

"Healing magic? How could I possibly know this?!" Timus was obviously very surprised when he heard this. He had always only known how to fight, so how could he possibly know how to heal? He had never even considered healing.

Mike glanced at Timus and thought for a moment.

The Timus in front of him was not the same as the Timus in the game.

The Timus in the game was old and steady. Sometimes he was like a strong warrior, sometimes he was like a gentle teacher, and sometimes he was like an omniscient wise man.

However, the Timus in front of him was more immature, arrogant, and had the drive of a young man.

It was very reasonable for him to not know how to heal.

He lowered his head to look at the Greatsword of Meredith in Timus's hand and prompted,

"You should also know that this Greatsword can be turned into any weapon, right?

"Turn the Greatsword into a magic wand and try to heal it."

Timus was also a little troubled when he heard this.

He had never tried healing at all, so how could he do it now?

However, the Centaur was sevrely injured, and the situation was urgent, so he had no room for hesitation.

He could only immediately change the Greatsword in his hand into the form of a magic wand.

A magic wand was different from a magic staff.

A magic staff was usually very long, at least one yard in length.

Some special magic staffs were even taller than a person when held upright.

On the contrary, magic wands are very short, some magic wands may only be 15 centimeters.

The longest could only be 30 centimeters.

Magic wands were more suitable for elemental magic. They were good at offense, and could sometimes be used to take care of defense.

However, enlightenment magic was more suitable to be cast by a magic wand.

For example, healing or magic with various magical effects were usually cast by a magic wand.

Now that the Greatsword had turned into a magic wand, although Timus had never cast a healing spell, he had more or less seen it once. He could only try to imitate it.

Timus pointed the tip of the magic wand at the injured Centaur and tried to transfer the magic power in his body to the magic wand.

Then, a light green light began to appear on the tip of the wand.

The light slowly converged and turned into a small ball. As the magic power converged, the small ball became bigger and bigger.

Finally, when the small ball was the size of a ball, the light ball left the wand and flew toward the Centaur.

Timus revealed a surprised smile.

He did not expect his first healing spell to be successful!

However, in the next moment, the smile on his face froze.

Because the moment the small ball touched the Centaur, an accident happened.

The Centaur turned into a sheep.

Mike, "..."

The Centaur, "Baa..."

Timus rubbed his head awkwardly and pointed his wand at the sheep in front of him again.

"It was an accident. This time, it will definitely succeed."

Then, the light ball began to condense again.

Although the sheep's face was full of worry, afraid that it would be turned into something strange again.

However, it still did not dodge. It quietly stayed where it was and waited for Timus to cast his spell.

Anyway, if it did not receive treatment, it would soon die. It was better to let Timus try. Perhaps there was still a chance of survival.

Ten seconds later, a cloud of smoke appeared on the sheep's body. It returned to its Centaur form.

However, his injuries did not improve at all. He was still bleeding.

On the other side, when the ball of light condensed into the size of a fist again, Timus pushed the ball of light onto the Centaur's body.

The moment the light green ball of light touched the Centaur's body, it flowed through the Centaur's body like water.

Then, the wound on the Centaur's body immediately stopped bleeding.

The light green light continued to nourish the Centaur's body. The wound began to slowly heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although the Centaur would not fully recover in a short period of time, at least it was still alive.

It would certainly recover soon.

When Timus saw this scene, he excitedly said to Mike,

"Teacher, I succeeded. I cured him!"

At this time, Mike's hostility had also dissipated quite a bit. He nodded slightly.

Timus was indeed a genius. He actually managed to master the healing technique after only failing once.

It was not without reason that such a person could become the strongest professional mentor in Second World.

At this moment, Timus could not help but ask,

"Teacher, the situation was so urgent just now. Why didn't you heal it yourself?"

After saying this, Mike was slightly stunned.

Obviously, Timus thought that Mike must be capable of everything. Since his weapon could transform into all forms, it must be very reasonable for Mike to use a magic wand to cast healing spells.

However, the actually situation was rather unreasonable. Although Mike could use these weapons, he did not know how to cast healing spells.

Mike was a little embarrassed now. He wanted to tell Timus the truth, but the look of anticipation on Timus's face made Mike unable to say it.

He had no choice but to pretend to say something profound.

"Because I believe you will succeed. Timus, you are a genius."

These words made Timus even more excited.

What could be happier than being recognized by his teacher?

Although Timus himself felt that he was a genius, being recognized by Mike clearly made him very happy.

He looked at the wand in his hand and could not help but mutter to himself,

"At first, I thought that only defeating a powerful opponent would give me joy and a sense of achievement.

"But this time, casting the healing spell to save this Centaur made me even happier.

"Moreover, I've tried casting all kinds of spells with my staff before, but I've always taken a long time to learn. I usually have to fail many times before I can succeed. I didn't expect to fail only once this time.

"This feeling... is really amazing!"

If other ordinary NPCs heard what Timus said, they would definitely be angered to death.

The others would require many years to learn this many spells, but Timus mastered them after a few tries. Yet in his eyes, this kind of situation was regarded as "slow learning".

However, this could not be helped. After all, Timus was a genuine genius.

After listening to Timus, Mike pondered for a moment and decided to exchange the words that Timus had once said to him.

"Protection is always stronger than plunder."