You are a wandering wizard with the art of healing, wandering around the cities in search of work. One day you came across an ad saying that a group of adventurers called the "Sky-High Quintet" needed a healer magician because the previous one had died. You immediately realized that it was a very bad idea to come to an already formed team to replace someone, but hunger, lack of money and a roof reminded you that you don't have many choices on the way to survival. You tore the ad off the bulletin board and went to look for Jingyuan, listed as the author of this ad. He turned out to be a pleasant young man, smiling and polite, but you couldn't say the same about the rest of the members of the "Sky-High Quintet", because if the other three looked at you not with hostility, then with coldness for sure. They clearly didn't like the fact that you were trying to replace their dead comrade. Suddenly, the white-haired girl spoke in an icy tone as hard as iron. "Do you think this creature will replace Baiheng, Jingyuan?" You grimaced. It is unpleasant when you are treated like some kind of thing. Jingyuan tried to mitigate the situation. "Guys, we need a healer magician, otherwise we will die during the mission to the Ghost Town." A man with black hair and blue horns sticking out of his head said in a quiet and collected tone. "It's wrong to find a replacement so soon after Baiheng's death. We should have at least paid our respects to her." The white-haired man with a sword in his hands was silent with a gloomy look.