Invincible Saint ~Salaryman, the Path I Walk to Survive in This Other World~

The Adventurer's Guild training ground had a whimsical day of holy weirdness.

The adventurers were not only the adventurers, but also the accompanying healers and cleric knights, the magical effect of wrapping their tongues around the sight of the blue and white light recovering beautifully, whether fractured or crushed, when it unfolded around Luciel.

"Have you gotten any better than before?

"Well, it means I had a lot of things, too. Is that the last of them today?

"Whoa. All right, wait a minute. Hey newbies, this is the healer who worked for this Adventurer's Guild until two years ago. The only people I don't know about the guild here are the ones who weren't here two years ago. I'll tell you how your seniors got stronger, so watch for a while."

"What? Could it be now? What about Mr. Gulgar's cooking?

"You're set to finish that by the time you eat. I told her I'd be late, so I'm fine. The protagonists are going to be late."

"... you don't brace your master.

"Naturally. All right, let's start with physical surgery now. Call me."

"I'll borrow your breasts"

I fast-circulated the magic in my body, accelerated it all at once, hung an attacking barrier and went tackling.

The sound rang with Don.

"That was sort of a tackle. But if you can't take him down, there's a gap."

A strong pain runs on my back. They dropped my right fist.

"Oops, heels"

While I endured the pain and recovered, I now went to get my master's feet, and when I pressed further, Master Brodo's body also floated on the boulder. I just turned my hand around my hips and grabbed it, stuck my right hand under my crotch and grabbed it near my right shoulder with my left hand and it was shaped to take to the body slam.

The minute I walked into the throw, I thought something was wrapped around my neck. The next moment, I was sticking my head out of the ground.

I instantly remembered my heel in my head with no chant. The next moment, my head was down, but the moment I saw my master's shadow on the ground and read that I had a bad feeling and kicked him in the belly and put in all my strength at once, something heavy blew me up and bounced me off a few times to stop.

"Painful tz. Why did you drop it from your head? Normally, you'll die."

Isn't that completely anomalous DDT?

"Liar. But, well, you seem to be getting stronger there. This is gonna be fun."

"Wow, you're a battle freak."

"We're coming this way."

"Ugly."

I was already flying straight up the moment Master Brodo disappeared. The master disappears because he's traveling at super speed, but he's not really disappearing.

Believe it, I saw it for a moment when I looked down there! Even while I thought so, I grabbed my leg vainly and was slapped to the ground, and then immediately the kick comes down in pursuit.

Accelerating in the air, or, uh, is the Adventurer Guild instructor a monster? The pain slammed to the ground rolls desperately to the side as he erases it with his heel.

"No. As always, you can take a good attack and you don't. You react at different speeds when attacking. This is worth working out."

... How do I get my master's motivation switch on? Please let me know so I won't let you in. With that in mind, I asked Master Brodo because I felt he was still giving me some relief.

"I've increased my level and my status, but I still can't capture instructor Brodo? For your information, how many levels is Master Brodo? For your information, of course, to someday outrun Master Brodo in battle?

"Ha, an idiot apprentice. I told you not to be bound by levels and status.

"Of course I know. I'm just asking because it's easier to set goals at the same level to spot a master's attack."

"Target... okay, 451."

"... that's amazing. It seems nice to go beyond the high mountains."

"Come on. That's it for the chatter. Go beyond your limits."

Copy that, sir.

When I was rolled by Master Brodo, I used my heel and kept challenging a mountain called Master while constantly activating the Attack Barrier. After about an hour of physical training, this time the sword came out and entered swordsmanship training.

The outfield was a little loud by being slashed, but I thought I'd die if I relaxed even for a moment, and I got more focused. I ended up getting slashed once but managed to recover instantly with high heels to get nothing.

"Well, the cuts are good, and we're going to the welcoming party."

"Yes."

The adventurers, who weren't there two years ago watching me and Master Brodo train this day, had their own concept of a healer blown away. Can even a healer be that strong with his blood seeping training? That's what I was thinking.

Some of those who knew me again were men my age, watching my current training.

"The healer is more prominent than me. I was chosen. How much is he going to recover? He's never going to lose in battle."

I do not know that there was a man who was uplifting his fighting spirit.

The welcoming party was to take place in the dining room of the Adventurer's Guild. It was a standing party in buffet style so that I could put a little less chair in it. My men from the Healers Guild felt a little frustrated with this, but they kept their mouths shut in front of me.

"Oh bastards. Luciel's back in Meratoni. Now you can get back to the scene early even if you get hurt when this guy is here. Luciel, however, came to the healing home for training. You'll be working in a healing home in Botakouri during the day."

Cheers change booming, but I was a little surprised because I didn't think there was booming in this world.

"I don't reside in the Adventurer Guild, but don't hesitate to come when it's really dangerous because Luciel will be sleeping in this Adventurer Guild"

It turned into cheer again.

"Well, Luciel, I don't have any booze, but I'll make a toast, so I'm gonna ask you to say something."

"Uh, it's Luciel. Thank you for holding such a meeting for us this time from the Church Headquarters of the Healers Guild. I think in retrospect, the two years I trained here were mediocre and mediocre, creating the foundation for pushing me up to an S-class healer. At first I knocked on the door of the Adventurer Guild in order not to die, but when I first came to Melatoni, I lived with the imagination that if all the adventurers were really scared and always tangled up, they would die. I kept studying because I was horrible and didn't fail to think if I failed every time I hung my healing magic. Then I realized that all the adventurers didn't want to die so that I didn't want to. I gradually lost my fear after realizing that many people were gentle enough to plug in clothes and accessories again. Well, isn't he under house arrest? I haven't thought about it once or twice, but this is definitely where I started. I really appreciate all the Adventurer Guild officials and adventurers who welcomed me like this. I will continue to step forward so that I can return the favor one by one, so thank you so much for your kind attention to the members of the Church Headquarters of the Healer Guild who have come with me this time. It is easy, but I would like to greet you with this. Thank you for your time today."

"Are you serious!... well put up a good jock, okay cheers!!

Cheers!

I screwed up after this toast, and the cleric knights and healers and newbie adventurers watching my battle let that out by Mr. Gulgar and said "he drank this and got stronger" a little lighter in color? When I let him drink that, he sank off one end.

Only one cleric knight drinks up and then finds a new prey for passing out. Only he knows that Mr. Gulger's eyes have lit up.

I was glad to see that my men who were dissatisfied with the fact that it was a standing meal at first thus also seemed satisfied after eating Mr. Gulgar's excellent dishes.

On that half side, the adventurers and guild staff who think about the meaning of the Sacred Weird street name inflated all kinds of paranoia and my spiritual strength was shredded here as well.

"I'm sure it means a freak who can use Holy Class magic."

"No, I think I'm a pervert who can use holy attribute magic."

"What? I do a fine deed like a saint, but I heard it's because my sexuality is changing"

"Really? I..."

After this, as a result of which we began to verify the street names other than Holy Weird, the street names flew on fire and immobilized Master Brodo's whirlwinds, livestock instructors and Mr. Gulgar's cooking bear, and Mr. Garba's hiding and the feast lasted much until late at night.