Why is his holy light red?

"During this week's intensive training, anyone who fails three times will have to go back and retake the internship qualification test."

When the Magic Eye Man said those words, everyone's expression changed.

Mercury is relatively lucky, because he managed to get through the last time by finding a loophole, but Vincent and his two companions had already failed once before, and with this latest incident, they are already on the edge of a cliff and could be eliminated at any moment.

Vincent was the first to explode.

"On what grounds?!" He pointed sharply at Mercury, his booming voice echoing through the training room. "I've caught the thugs! Even if someone died, it's his fault! He was the one who devised the plan; we were just following his instructions!"

Rex stood aside without saying a word, but his silence spoke volumes—he, too, wanted to shift the blame.

After all, nobody wants to be sent back to retake the exam. Although the qualification exam for trainee heroes isn't too difficult, the process is extremely complicated. If you have to go through it all over again, all your plans and schedules will be disrupted.

It felt like being told to repeat a year of high school when an exam was approaching.

Only Nora spoke up for Mercury: "We couldn't think of a solution at the time, and Mercury stepped forward to take responsibility. Now that something has gone wrong, we can't let him shoulder all the blame, can we?"

Her voice wasn't loud, and even sounded a bit weak, but it sounded exceptionally pleasant to Mercury's ears.

In a situation where everyone is trying to shift the blame, this girl is quite kind for being willing to speak up for Mercury.

Magic Eye Man offered no comment; he simply turned to Mercury and asked in a calm tone, "Do you agree with their assessment?"

Mercury didn't answer directly. He first turned to Vincent and Rex, asking them in a rather serious tone, "So, you both agree that I'm leading this rescue operation, and that the main responsibility lies with me, right?"

Vincent was stumped by the question.

He avoided Mercury's gaze, his eyes somewhat unfocused, probably realizing that it wasn't honorable to push all the blame onto one person. But compared to the trouble of retaking the exam, he ultimately chose to protect himself.

"That's right," Vincent said through gritted teeth. "The task you assigned is naturally your responsibility."

Rex sighed at this moment. He had initially wanted to shift the blame, but seeing Nora, a young girl, stepping forward, his conscience bothered him. He reached out and patted Vincent on the shoulder: "Don't be like that, Vincent. We acted together; we should share the responsibility."

"Why should I?!" Vincent abruptly shook off his hand, his voice even more agitated than before. "Don't play the good guy here!"

His anger was mixed with a hint of panic. He had originally been on the same side as Rex, so at least he had company no matter what. Now that Rex had suddenly "betrayed" him, wasn't that like putting him alone on the hot seat and making him the disgraceful villain?

Mercury, too lazy to waste words with them, turned to Magic Eye and said, "Fine, since Vincent says I'll take responsibility, that's fine. Whether the operation succeeds or fails, the main responsibility lies with me."

Magic Eye Man narrowed his eyes.

On the surface, it seems like Mercury was put in a difficult position and had to take the blame to save face, but the Magic Eye Man felt something was off.

Last time, Mercury was quite adept at finding loopholes; he's not one to simply accept his fate.

However... the more I look at it, the more interesting it becomes.

Magic Eye Hero continued, "Since you're taking responsibility, then this failure will only count as your fault. Are you sure?"

Mercury gently shook his head: "Don't rush, I don't think we're necessarily unqualified."

"Because of your recklessness, two hostages have died." The Magic Eye's tone remained calm, but every word was like a nail piercing everyone's face. "Your performance just now was indeed acceptable; at least you remembered that there were more than a dozen other hostages in the supermarket, which is better than those useless people who gave up immediately upon hearing of failure. But the deaths of two people have crossed the line, so this rescue is completely unacceptable."

"What if no one died?" Mercury asked.

"I must remind you," the Magic Eye's tone turned cold, "that there's no point in arguing."

Mercury did not continue to refute; he simply raised his right hand silently.

A crimson holy light shone in his palm, like a quietly burning flame.

"Revered Master Mercury," Mercury began, speaking with considerable confidence, "my abilities can heal certain external injuries. As long as it's not a bullet to the head or a serious loss of vital organs, I can bring them back to life."

He raised his eyes and met the gaze of the Magic Eye Man without any hesitation.

"After subduing the criminals, I can treat the two hostages' injuries immediately. At least, there's a chance to save them."

He paused, then smiled and said, "Since they were rescued, there were no actual casualties. So even if there were some minor mistakes during the rescue, it should still be considered satisfactory, right?"

Magic Eye Man did not respond immediately.

He stood still, his eyes fixed on the holy light in Mercury's palm, and after about four or five seconds of silence, he spoke: "Prove it to me."

Without hesitation, Mercury turned around, his gaze falling on Vincent, and then he gave a mischievous grin.

"What...what do you want to do?" Vincent's voice was clearly tinged with panic, and he subconsciously took a half step back.

"Do you want to pass?" Mercury asked.

"I...of course I want to."

"Then just bear with it."

Before Vincent could even comprehend the meaning of those words, Mercury had already made his move.

The red figure left a trail of afterimages in the air, instantly bridging a three-meter distance. Before Vincent could react, Mercury had already grabbed his right forearm.

Then, break it open with force.

Click.

The crisp sound of bones breaking echoed across the training field, like a dry twig snapping underfoot. Rex and Nora stared wide-eyed in shock, not even able to immediately grasp what had happened.

Vincent's screams followed immediately.

Blood gushed from the fracture, and the white bone fragments pierced the skin and muscle, exposed to the air—a truly horrifying sight.

Vincent instinctively tried to struggle, but Mercury's hand gripped his arm like an iron clamp, while his other hand pressed down on his shoulder, pinning him firmly in place.

Despite Vincent's excruciating pain and the raging flames, Mercury remained unmoved. His red holy light shielded him from all heat, and not a single hair on his head was burned off.

The difference in strength between the two was outrageous. Vincent found himself completely unable to move under Mercury's suppression, and even struggling seemed futile.

"Don't move." Mercury's voice was surprisingly calm, even carrying a kind reminder, "I'm treating you right now, if you move again you'll really be crippled."

With one hand, he forcefully repositioned Vincent's severed arm, while his other hand pressed against the wound. A red holy light shone forth, its warm glow seeping deep into the wound as if it were alive.

The bleeding stopped almost immediately. The broken bone began to slowly heal before the naked eye, blood vessels and tissues regenerated, and the skin closed and healed from the edges of the wound. The entire process lasted less than three minutes, and the severe open fracture was completely healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mercury then released Vincent, saying casually, "Try your strength yourself and see if your bones have healed properly."

Vincent's face was as white as a sheet. He looked down at his perfectly intact right hand, hesitated for a long time, and then clenched his fist with trembling hands.

Feeling no pain, he clenched his fist harder and even twisted his wrist a few times.

everything is normal.

Just like that fracture he just suffered was merely a hallucination created by his brain.

The Magic Eye walked over, bent down and carefully examined Vincent's arm, pinching the bone to confirm that the break had completely healed without any deformity or aftereffects.

Then, he looked at Mercury with a meaningful gaze.

That kid holds a grudge.

Vincent had just shifted the blame onto him, and Mercury, having a grudge, immediately retaliated, and in a way that left no room for criticism.

But Magic Eye didn't say much; he simply nodded slightly and then decisively announced:

"You've passed."