Laust's blow, and soon thereafter, the Phoenix crusade ended.

Even after being torn apart by Laust's dagger, Phoenix lived with what could be termed an anomaly.

But the earliest Phoenix didn't even have enough strength to heal its own wounds, and finally Narsena smashed its head and stopped moving.

That was Phoenix in the lower labyrinth, the short end of the super difficulty Warcraft that should have mutated and shook up the labyrinth city if only for a few more hours.

That would be a miraculous event.

Phoenix was not perfectly mutated and was in a scratchy condition.

Still, Phoenix had the strength to be different.

"... so light, I didn't know it would end"

... but the emotion I remember about the quest that was successfully completed was not a relief but a consternation.

"Ha, ha,"

On the side, I can still see Laust breathing on his shoulders.

The crusade is well over, that may not even be the word to say when you see that you can't even hide your tiredness.

Though I did, I couldn't wipe that feeling out of my mind.

That's because I almost took the Phoenix crusade alone, Narsena and Laust.

Perhaps Laust's strength is stepping into the same range as his masters, praised as being a superior adventurer, with the exception of the brave.

I remember that slaughter where Laust tore Phoenix's head off, and I understand that.

"... you're lying"

... but I couldn't swallow that fact.

That slaughter sticking to my head.

That is above all proof that Laust's strength is jumping through.

But seeing it in front of me, I can't accept it.

- Laust has no strength. If I could work hard my whole life and be a hundred adventurers, I'd be better off.

The reason for this was the words of Ronald, a master who so affirmed the strength of his disciple.

Unlike Rhea, a superior wizard, the master focuses on the development of his successors.

Most of the knights in the country are enough to say that they have had their masters do an archery.

As with all that track record, I am sure of the eyes that look at the master's people.

... and the master told Laust he had no talent at all.

The word has a weight that is just unimaginable in a normal human being.

Because the master has found that human talent, no matter how talentless the seemingly untalented opponent.

Such a master clearly told me he was not talented.

So when I heard about Laust's mutated Hydra crusade, I had a strong interest in a man named Laust.

But still, I thought Laust only had some strength.

Narsena crusaded the mutated Hydra with Laust.

She was the person Mr. Ronald described as a talent that could lead to superior adventurers.

Narsena led the Hydra crusade and thought Laust's strength was enough to support it.

So I can't hide my surprise at Laust's strength as if it wasn't what I imagined, and I can't take my eyes off Laust.

Despite the fact that we are currently in the process of stripping Phoenix of material.

Though I try to focus on stripping the material somehow, Laust's gaze gets sucked out of me.

"Ha, ha,... Phew"

Laust, who was supposed to be out of breath, stood up when I turned my blind eye several times.

"Become!?

I couldn't hide my surprise from Laust, who stood up.

It's only been a few minutes or so since the Phoenix crusade ended.

As a matter of course, it wasn't weird when I fell, Laust's fatigue couldn't be out.

With that in mind, Laust rushes to support his body reflexively.

"Sorry for taking so long."

... contrary to my expectations, Laust's footsteps were certain.

On Laust's face is a dark fatigue, as if he hadn't slept for a couple of days.

But that's the only thing that stands for Laust's fatigue.

"... Huh?

I saw it, and I couldn't hide my surprise.

Laust only made various moves with all his might during this Phoenix and was quite tired.

That's all, and after crusading Phoenix, Laust was showing so much fatigue that he was likely to fall.

Yet now Laust is recovering enough to move around.

"Uh, are you okay to move around? If you're tired, you can rest."

I wasn't the only one who questioned that.

Lyla speaks to Laust that way, and Armia has a worrying eye.

"Huh?"

Laust finally realizes he's worried about him after that time.

"No, you don't have to worry about it. Look, I'm working out to a certain extent, too."

... But in response to our concern, Laust's words, answered with a laugh, were somewhere off.

If you do work out, you will recover from fatigue to some extent faster.

But to explain it alone, Laust's fatigue recovery rate is too abnormal.

You've decided that Laust's words are a joke, and Lila and the others can see an ambiguous grin.

And when I see it, I try to recognize Laust's words as a joke, just like Lila and the others.

"............ Huh!

... It was then that an idea came to my mind.

That was an idea that had no clapping.

Maybe the workout with all that fatigue recovery speed is only somewhat for Laust, too.

Normally, I wouldn't have believed the idea.

Whatever, it was obviously an indication that Laust was doing unusual training.

But knowing Laust was more unusual than that, I couldn't stop thinking about it.

Words come back to my head that my master told me Laust had no talent.

It's hard to believe, but Laust has all this strength from there.

Is that what you can do, with how much effort?

"... could it really be that much effort"

Loust's back, still walking in definite footsteps, whining that way when he sees it.

That was the moment in me when Laust's presence changed from one of his disciples to a warrior in line for his master...