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

If you look closely, you notice that there are several other guys looking at this one besides the guy who grabbed my shoulder.

Looks like the man was at the same party and had multiple men behind him.

"Because I don't have one."

And to what the men looked like, I turned my back on the men and walked out, deciding that this was easier not to get involved.

"Hey, wait!

Towards that rear of mine, one man raised his voice.

Like I didn't hear that stop, I go ahead with my legs.

"You just need to listen to me for a second."

... but the men have followed me regardless of being ignored.

I feel like I can't help but look at it.

Anyway, even though I'm uncomfortable with the inferior gaze from the guys, there's a lot of mental toughness to be attached to, and I'm going to accidentally distort my face.

It would also be irresistible for me to nearly poke the guy who came near me reflectively.

"Look, we're here to solicit you for a party."

But I desperately behave calmly and keep walking.

Just a few more moments, I was confident I'd run away from these men if I got to the alley place.

The men who come after me were a group of human beings of various professions, but their formation does not appear to have the skills to speed up movement with two warriors, a magician, and a healer.

On the other hand, I have quite a few of my skills to speed up my movements, and I was confident that I could quickly wrap these men around them once I got to the alley and other places in the alley where they were intertwined.

And after running out of this alley, I decided that it would be easy to wrap the guys around...

"Just listen to me! We're saying it with kindness! If you get out of that defect healer party, I'm telling you, we're gonna put you in our party, the Wolf of Disaster!

"Uh-huh!

... but when I heard the words, I was stopping by accident.

Wolf of Disaster, in my head on the name of that party, revives what your brother told me a few years ago.

It once abused your brother with a defect healer, a party to which Moseral belonged, a man who tried to trick a new party into killing your brother.

And now I realize that the characteristics of Moseral, which your brother was talking about at that time, coincide with the wolf-like warrior of disaster.

These men are, without a doubt, the ones who were abusing your brother.

The moment I realized that, I was to be attacked by an anger that would turn bright red in front of me.

"Have you noticed now? That's right, the wolf of disaster we call the party closest to the lower level right now..."

How he mistook me for that, Moseral grinned contentedly in that face and opened his mouth.

"I can't even get to the lower level. What kind of person is that? You guys are flawed, and your stupid brother is going to the lower level?

"... what?

But I said so without hearing the words of Moseral until the end.

The men harden into my words, but I care not at all, leaving myself to anger and moving my mouth.

"Or what? You guys are incompetent and you can't do what a flawed brother can do, so you introduced yourself?

"Become!"

To my words, the men turn bright red in their faces and reveal their anger.

Moseral never turned that anger on me, though.

"... he was just lucky. Stopped by chance in the eyes of a first-rate party, and even after being banished from it, I make a lot of money on the lower levels thanks to competent people like you."

Moseral overlaps words, shaking his voice with anger, but still desperately suppressing his emotions.

In it Moseral gets excited, and the words get more and more feverish.

"So you're only unhappy to be on his side. Because he's shackled and you can't be active. But I don't care. From today on, you and I are going to our party..."

"I know your imagination is top notch, but is that all?

But I was never impressed by that Moseral word.

On the contrary, I made Moseral laugh at his words.

"You can't go to the lower levels, even if you're as first-rate as you can imagine. Oh, excuse me, you might not have had that quality from the beginning. 'Cause you're little people in vessels who are jealous and full of jealousy because you've never been able to accept that the people you've made fun of have become first class."

"Huh!"

To my words, Moseral pushes silence.

At first glance, that seemed mild compared to the earlier response, but the eyes staring at this one contained an unparalleled anger.

Apparently, it came to my mind more than I could imagine that they pointed to the drawing star.

"... Nane-tenji-etsu!

And at the next moment, Moseral, who seems to have exceeded his anger tolerance, grabbed his fist and jumped this way...

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"... Ha, no private fights for adventurers in the city,"

Moseral hitting me this way, seeing how it looks I leak it unexpectedly.

That's only form, but for once it was a formal guild ordinance.

But you probably haven't heard my words in Moseral.

By then Moseral was furious.

It's even killing in my eyes to stare hatefully at me.

But seeing that Moseral never put me under any pressure.

"What you did to your brother is worse than this!

Because I'm angrier than Moseral.

And I smashed that anger into Moseral, who had stuck it this way.

He scratched Moseral's fist and stuck his fist out into his abdomen.

"Ugh!

At that moment, one skill I have is activated.

The impact from my fist is slammed directly into my gut, passing through Moseral's armor and the muscles beneath it.

That's a skill called synonymous with a martial artist.

Martial artists are not inherently human beings with physical enhancement skills and need to supplement their physical abilities with demonic props, etc.

However, even considering the costs involved, martial artists are considered useful.

The reason for this is this skill where even warcraft, far more durable than humans, sometimes sinks in one blow.

On top of that, my skills are special and have the effect of increasing the power of my fists.

"Up!"

And Moseral, who was attacked by it, was hovering around on the ground.

Killing me on a boulder is a hassle to go, so I'm not attacking Moseral with all my might.

But I decide that I won't be able to move around the ground for a while.

"… to this extent"

To Moseral, who was weaker than I could have imagined. I was inadvertently leaking those words.

It is true that Moseral is only said to be closest to the lower layers, possessed considerable physical strengthening skills and moved fairly quickly.

But I'm drowning in that skill, and the pivotal vegetative movement is lame.

With this many opponents, we can deal with even if four or five people hang together.

And if the leader can do it unilaterally in a blown fight, the wolf of disaster will go somewhere soon, too, judging so I look up.

"Become!"

... but the next moment I lost my face to the actions of the wolf of disaster.

"O Spirit of the Tree!

Because the Wolf of Disaster was clearly in a state of battle, with the Magic Master chanting and the Warrior pointing his sword this way.

I could not hide my agitation in the wolf's actions of that scourge.

The Adventurer Guild certainly doesn't do anything about adventurer fights anymore.

Except for killing each other.

The Adventurer Guild was becoming tightly tied only to each other, and the wolf's actions of disaster were clearly overdone.

Above all, there is no stray leading up to that action, and that makes my agitation even worse.

Whatever, the Wolf of Disaster was trying to attack Moseral and poke me through a breathing gap.

That's something you can't do without deciding for a long time.

The wolf's behavior of that scourge brings to my mind the speculation.

There is a presumption that the Wolf of Disaster was going to attack me like this from the beginning.

However, there was no time to think about it slowly.

Is it abbreviated magic, the chant of the Wizard is almost complete already?

Moreover, the fact that this is a narrow alley calls for even more misfortune.

When activated magic is a narrow place, it strengthens power and range.

At the earliest, I don't have time to look back long enough to escape.

Then I'm not sure I can escape the magic range.

"Ha ha!

So I decided that I would make it, and I pushed forward.

Decide that the distance between me and the Wizard is closer than escaping the magic range.

Another skill of mine is specialized in speed specialization, among physical enhancements.

Enhanced by that skill, my body packs a distance from the sorcerer while I look at it.

"Become!"

And you got upset with me approaching, the sorcerer leaks the upset for a moment, and you can make a slight gap.

At that moment I smiled with certainty of victory.

It kicked the wall and packed the distance from the Wizard at considerable speed, whereas even that slight gap was deadly.

I stood to protect the Wizard, the Wolf of Disaster. I hear the head of another warrior, trying to attack the Wizard.

... but then an unexpected misfortune struck me.

"Whew!"

"Gu!"

As I tried to get past my head, a warrior reflexively lifted a sword over my head and the pattern reduced to my abdomen.

The velocity of my body passes straight into my abdomen and my body clearly slows down.

"Come on!"

Still, I managed to reach out.

The hand never made it, and the magic was done.

"Tie your enemies!

At the next moment, something like the snail of some plant that the Mage had placed at his feet wrapped around my body, and I was going to lose balance and fall to the ground...

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"Untie this!

Ever since I was restrained from my body, I had managed desperately to get out of that twat with it lying on the ground.

But with my muscle strength, Tsuta doesn't even freak out.

I still didn't give up and move my body, but it was only a wasted scratch.

"Sounds good."

Such a mockery of me echoed from behind.

I reacted to that voice, and when I turned around, there was an appearance of Moseral there suppressing his abdomen, with his face pulled, and still mocking me.

"I'm not afraid of anything being stared at in that state."

I stare at Moseral for at least resistance, but I just end up tuning Moseral further into it.

"I didn't know you were really in love with that flaw healer, you idiot!

"Only your face is good, that guy!

"I was making preparations to capture this guy for that flawed bastard to be fooled and cut by the receptionist, and the Yotai story was true, but you were right!

Plus the Moserals laugh at me like that.

"If only you were gone, that flawed bastard would finally know where he stands."

"Oh, I look forward to it!... and if you can get this guy away from that defect healer, you can do anything."

"Seriously! Don't make fun of me!

"It's okay, I'll eventually sell it off as an illegal slave but it's not decided when or anything like that. We have time."

"All right! And if the parasitic adventurer suddenly disappears, that healer, how would he react!

And what started was a story I couldn't stand to hear.

Besides, I accidentally distort my face to remorse and humiliation and still desperately look around.

To manage to crack this situation open.

But the next moment I looked up and I smiled slightly and stopped resisting.

"Hey, you"

"Yikes!

The wolf of disaster didn't notice my expression, but he sensibly perceived that he had stopped resisting, forcing a warrior man to stand on me without his arms.

"... what are you up to"

And then Moseral told me that in a low voice.

It was even a killer threat, but I laughed at it.

With a fun-loving grin, like ridiculing Moseral.

"You can't beat your brother."

"Huh!"

At that moment, Moseral's face is obviously tight.

Despite being in an overwhelming predominant situation, he felt frustrated that he had been ridiculed in this way.

The next moment Moseral opens his fist up to punch me.

"He would be just a scumbag..."

"No, you'd be the one with the crumbs."

But Moseral could not speak the word to the end.

"Up!?

Because the next moment Moseral was beaten up by someone who came down from above.

A leader was suddenly attacked by a human being, and the wolf of disaster tried to stare at the human being, but the wolf of disaster wandered into the intense killing that man leaked.

But the moment the man turned to me, the intense killing vanished like a lie, and the deep relief spread to his face.

"Sorry I'm late, Narsena"

At that moment, I'm going to cry unexpectedly.

It was a critical situation, or if they told me so, I would twist my neck, but still, the moment I saw your brother, I realized I was more nervous than I imagined.

But that nervousness blew away from the moment I saw your brother, so I laughed to let him know it.

"Thank you for coming to help!