The Healer Banished From The Party, In Fact, Is The Strongest

As for the present, you can say that Marnell and I have a good relationship.

But the memory of Marnell and the others pushing me was a nightmare to me.

... Whatever, I barely talked to Marnell and the others then.

Because my heart is dominated by fear, the Marnells assumed at that time that I would leave myself to anger.

The struggle to calm down the Marnells in that state, that still remains clear in my head.

"I've been making fun of you, and I'm sorry"

"I thought back to taking down Fenrir."

That's why I was all I could say to the adventurers I apologize for visioning Marnell and the others.

Why should I face such trouble as soon as I regain consciousness?

The desire to come to Narsena as soon as possible further deepens the despair.

On the other hand, Lyla's face next to mine had a generous expression that said she had guessed the general situation.

With that look on his face, Mr. Lyla hears.

"... uh, it feels like the adventurer you've been abusing has come to apologize for realizing Laust's prowess now?

In Lila's eyes, who asks me, there was anger at the adventurer.

I shake my head sideways, feeling sorry for the useless anger I caused.

"No, not as long as I can remember."

"Huh?"

Again, I don't even know the name of this adventurer party.

I mean, you don't have any memories of being intimated, or of being hostile toward face to face.

I don't remember anything but a really different degree of dating.

It wouldn't be strange for these adventurers to say something in the shadows, given that there had always been such an air in the Labyrinth City that it was natural to ridicule me.

But when I was apologized for my pussy, how should I react? [M]

As angry as my pussy is, I'm nothing short of glaring. [M]

In the first place, it's just dozens of people who have abused me. [M]

I don't have time to be distracted.

In the delicate nerves that care about that, they have never been able to come before, and the situation is many times more difficult now than in such a pussy.

For a moment, I have this idea of telling the adventurers in front of me to run away from here.

But soon I shook it off my head that such an idea was futile.

I know about one thing with Marnell and the others.

Now, if you tell me so and run away from these adventurers, there will be no peace for me. [M]

Unless the adventurers think they're forgiven, they won't stop following me.

Knowing that, I try to take the story well anyway... but that's why I can't immediately come up with the right words, I say.

"Uh..."

"... Huh!

At that moment, the shoulders of the adventurers, still bowed their heads to my words, trembled tremendously.

And when the adventurers realized that the words alone had made a new mistake, I looked up at the ceiling.

Really, how can it be such a hassle?

If you notice, there was an unspeakable feeling of pity in Lila's eyes as she looked at me moaning at the irresistible story.

Adventurers who don't even notice us like that and don't try to look at us as hard as ever open their mouths.

"... I know it's a good story about bugs"

"Especially when we were invited by the great sword of the god of war to flee the labyrinth city."

... somewhat forcefully, why these adventurers are trying to apologize to me.

Besides, I noticed when the adventurers told me so.

The feeling that we have committed an unacceptable contraindication as adventurers.

I wonder if that's what's causing these adventurers anxiety.

At present, the escaped adventurers are allowed by Mr. Ronald, and there are no adventurers to show dissatisfaction even on the table.

But those adventurers who have fled know that it is not a manifestation of the absence of dissatisfaction.

We are only survived by Mr. Ronald.

Because of that, the adventurers in front of me may be overly afraid of me.

Consider that the influence of Mr. Ronald might not make sense to me when I defeat Fenrir.

Little by little, I make my face serious with the certainty that I understand the inside of the adventurers.

"Right...... Even if you end up in a labyrinth city with super-class adventurers, you're guilty of the same crime when you get lost."

"I'm really reflecting"

... No, if he hasn't escaped, I don't want him to say anything confusing.

When the words of the adventurers let me know that my imagination was all different, I throw up inside.

I understood on my own. For what I was concerned, I'm a little embarrassed.

"I don't need that monologue..."

I agree strongly with Lila's whining from the side. [M]

What the hell am I supposed to do when I'm confessed to that? [M]

No, in the first place, what the hell do these adventurers want?

I could no longer hide the confusion in the way we confessed our sins on our own, even though we did nothing wrong.

Honestly, I'm actually more convinced that you just took an apologetic body and made fun of me.

One of the adventurers who had never worked so hard, a leader like man, stood up when he was thinking about it.

"So at least show your sincerity"

All of a sudden, the man who told us otherwise suddenly lays his hands on something like a weapon on the ground.

"Become! Yeah?

Suddenly, I stood up unexpectedly... and realized that the weapon the man had in his hand was wrapped around an expensive cloth.

The man offers me the weaponized cloth as it is.

In confusion, the man told me that I would accept it aggressively.

"At least to make amends"

What intention gave this weapon to myself?

I understood that shortly after the man told me so.

These adventurers are at least trying to give me this weapon as an apology.

That's how guilty I feel about my chest.

Honestly, I'm not particularly angry with the adventurers in front of me, and I don't think they've done that much.

Yet can I take something like this?

But if you do something to push this back, the adventurers won't be surprised to make a mistake the day after tomorrow.

Lost, I decided to get rid of the weapon-covered cloth for now.

"... Huh?

And I saw the great sword of melancholy that appeared from under it, and I was to give a loud voice.

The great sword, given to me by the leaders of the adventurers, was indeed quite splendid in the patterned part, and it could be seen that it had been made by a well-known blacksmith.

However, the part of the blade is completely rusty and is unlikely to be usable for ornamental purposes, as opposed to in action.

I didn't think they'd give me something like this here, and I'm going to solidify myself with the sword out of my cloth.

"I didn't expect to be spotted in an instant!

But the leader's man proudly tells me how he mistook that attitude of mine.

"Yes. This is the true demon sword that the Dwarf supposedly made! I bought it from a guild in Wangdu via a guild clerk in a labyrinth city!

I finally understand when I see the man of the leader who proclaims so loudly.

The adventurers in front of them said Alliance officials had tricked them into stealing quite a bit of money.

... The sword in my hand does not extend to a quasi-demontic sword, because it is only a jerk.