Xandrian Stone Book 1: Beginning of a Legend by Christian Alex Breitenstein Read Free Book Online

done by you guys." He sat on a gurney, motioning me to sit opposite of him.
    "The jump to being an adept healer is then a very significant one: Where masters can heal, adepts can regenerate. The difference is that an adept can take something destroyed, like a hand that was squished, and make it whole again. Master healers can only repair the soft tissue, the completely destroyed bones will never heal to their former forms. Eyes are another great example for that. Master healers will almost never be able to heal an eye, as when an eye gets hurt it will most likely require regeneration. Master adept healers can heal and regenerate even the most gruesome wounds. If you were to get blown to pieces but your brain was still intact and alive, a master adept could take your head and regenerate your body completely. There are even rumors of some in the past who were able to go even further then that, but those are just rumors. Listen, I have heard some wild story about a young man at Classification Day who allegedly regenerated both eyes of a classification officer?"
    "Um, well, the classification rod had exploded in his face and I just reacted, sir." His laughter made me speechless. Why was he laughing at me? I think that I did nothing wrong back then. Strike that, I know that I did nothing wrong back then.
    "Cadet, I am laughing because you seem defensive? Let me give you some numbers: Potential healers are very common, about 1 out of every 10 wizards is a healer. 99 out of every 100 healers is of potential rank, has no pips. 1 out of every 100 potential healers is, in fact, an able healer with 1 pip like me. 1 out of every 100 able healers is a master healer with 2 pips, like you have but I suspect that you were placed wrong. 1 out of every 100 master healers is an adept healer with 3 pips, which I believe you are. 1 out of every 100 adept healers is a master adept healer with 4 pips - there is no master adept healer alive at the moment. some 50 years ago, the last master adept healer, captain Lisa Thorne, died age 203. So, 1 out of every ten thousand healers is a master healer and 1 out of every one million healers an adept. That's how rare you are, cadet."
    Now those were some numbers. "Now you understand why the captain hired you on the spot? While there are a bit less than half a million officers employed in the many barracks across the system there are only about thirteen thousand of us in the fleet. There are only 2 master healers in the fleet and no adepts. In fact, there are about 1800 master healers in the whole navy, and at present 17 known adepts. As there are a bit less than 7000 barracks across the system, meeting one is very unlikely even there. Captain."
    Captain miller stood in the door, looking at me with big eyes. "Adept?" I looked at him. 'Look, sir.' and I opened the memory of the accident at Classification Day for him. "Astounding. Especially that nobody seems to have noticed, you'd never have made it here otherwise. They'd have given you a special promotion to lieutenant on the spot and kept you there otherwise." He smiled. "Lucky us! Now let's keep this under wraps as long as possible - I am no friend of those special promotions. Creates somewhat arrogant officers who are not really useful outside of their specialty." "I agree, although a special promotion would have been nifty I must admit. Sir." "Hah! Don't you fear. It will come out, probably sooner rather than later. You might find yourself out of the cadet accommodations real quick." He thought something over. "I should not say this, but even being a master healer would guarantee your promotion anyway. Being white would do the same, no matter how strong, even being an able sensor most likely would. Provided, of course, you don't manage to get yourself thrown out of the academy before it's over." "I'll give my best, sir." I grinned just a little bit. He snorted and left.
    "Seems that I'll be calling you 'sir' in the near future. Until that time, let me