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

"Fuck you! What's the guild thinking!

The general circumstances under which Mr. Laust was banned from entering and leaving the labyrinth, which Salams told me, made me throw up so irritated.

That there's a firm line between the guild that wants more exclusive adventurers and Mr. Laust, who turned it down and became a party member for direct adventurers, that's something I know too.

For a guild that despises adventurers, it must be frustrating to have been defied by one adventurer.

"Don't the guild guys know what to do and what to do wrong!

Even with that in mind, this was clearly something we should not have done.

As far as I can tell, obviously the bad guys were the first ones to set up a fight against Mr. Laust, the Great Sword of the God of War.

That's not just an adventurer guild, it's common sense that even adventurers like us match.

Yet if it was meant to be, the guild that should protect it as a priority ignored its common sense.

That must never be forgiven.

With that thought pushing my back, I opened my mouth to my people.

"Hey guys, hurry up and get ready! We're going to protest the Alliance!

"Oops, just get your armor!

"Whoa!"

Gods first endorsed my words, followed by other adventurers speaking up and running to the warehouse where the armor was located.

In response, I felt the motivation of my buddies, and I grinned at my mouth because I felt dependable.

If so many adventurers are armed and pushed against the guild, we will have to lift the ban on entering and leaving the labyrinth that we put out on Mr. Laust with how much guild.

"Now I can repay you a little"

That's what I thought, I leaked those words pompously.

Think we can finally reward Mr. Laust for this.

"... is it true that the Alliance will have a spearhead in our protest?"

"... Huh?

... that my thoughts were to disappear into that word that Salams had told me.

The sudden word of Salams, the idea of whether Salams noticed fear in my head when I heard it, comes to mind.

But the serious look on Salams' face led me to deny my thoughts.

"... hey, remember? When I thought Mr. Laust would kill me in the labyrinth."

"Oh, oh."

I nod in confusion at the words Salams said in a serious voice.

Now I know that's not possible, but that time we sat grounded on Mr. Laust, we seriously assumed Mr. Laust would kill us.

I open my mouth, remembering that time.

Speaking of which, we were cautioned by the guild staff that Mr. Laust was most likely working in the labyrinth on the murder.

Yes, the cause of our assumptions at that time, that was information from the Alliance staff.

I trace my memories, and I remember them, and I squeal like that.

From now on, the words of the guild officials who warned us so many times then would be the cause of our fear for Mr. Laust.

"... I saw it. The guild officials were like when they told us that Mr. Laust was the murderer, inciting Mr. Laust's hostility to the sword of the god of war."

"... what?

Salams revealed a shocking fact when I was remembering that time.

From the guild, we bump into each other the highest-ranking adventurers who are supposed to be the greatest possessions, I speak out loud because I don't understand the intentions.

Nor have any other adventurers been able to hide their agitation as if in the words of Salams.

But without realizing our reaction like that, Salams opened his mouth.

"From now on, I can't help but feel like the Alliance employees were trying to give us a bad impression of Mr. Laust. - Maybe the guild is trying to isolate Mr. Laust in this labyrinth city."

That can't be true, that idea comes to my head when I hear that Salams word.

But I never uttered that word.

… and when I think back again, I realize that the Alliance staff had taken such an attitude in support of Salams' words.

The guild clerk who told us that Mr. Laust was an adventurer killer, the man who named him Hanzam, didn't even try to hide his hostility to Mr. Laust, he was carrying stories like he was trying to incite our hatred.

If Mr. Laust hadn't seen that sight of his victory over mutated Hydra, it would have definitely occurred to us that we would have had a grudge against Mr. Laust.

That's definitely what you said and did to make us antagonize Mr. Laust.

"Why would an Alliance official be hostile to Mr. Laust...?

Even though I understood that, no, I couldn't hide the confusion because I could.

Isolating Mr. Laust from the labyrinth city only makes Mr. Laust more likely to leave the labyrinth city.

But it's only a loss to the Labyrinth City Guild for Mr. Laust, the biggest class in the Labyrinth City, to leave the Labyrinth City.

I mean, there's got to be some other purpose in the guild to isolate Mr. Laust, and I don't understand that, and I twist my neck.

"Marnell! Oh, look at that!

But I couldn't think about it any further.

Suddenly he pointed to a small window in the warehouse and his thoughts were interrupted by the chopped voices raised by Gods.

"Hmm?"

The agitation of Gods, who is at times a daunting warrior.

And as I doubt it, I look up and peek into the window.

"Minago Rosida"

"... Huh!

... I noticed armed hobgoblins walking in groups around the city shortly after that.

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"You're lying..."

A bunch of monsters that are only supposed to exist in the labyrinth.

With that in front of me, I couldn't hide my agitation.

Understand that we have an immeasurable abnormality in the chills that run on our spines.

"Why, there's goblins here!

"Huh!"

It was the voice of the city who sounded from outside the warehouse that informed me that this was not the case.

"The guys in the armor, hurry up and get out! Buy us some time until we get out!

I was standing up for that voice the moment I came to the thought that the city people could be attacked by Hobgoblins as they were.

To my voice, the other adventurers regain their sanity.

"Whoa! We'll get rid of the hobgoblins!

The next moment, the adventurers, who were first in the warehouse and were wearing armor, raised their voices and ran out to the entrance to the warehouse.

"I asked you..."

Having seen it, I say those words to pray on the backs of those adventurers, speeding up my hand in armor.

If we just fight, there won't be anything wrong with them alone.

It's a hobgoblin, no matter how many.

We are not the enemies of adventurers attacking the middle class.

But this time, our goal is not just to wipe out the Hobgoblins.

We have to protect the people of the city.

That's just civilians who aren't adventurers, either.

"Damn! Why is this happening..."

Thinking about it again, I threw up so irritated.

Only in this labyrinth city, the city's people are accustomed to out-of-the-box emergencies.

If it's just a warcraft, we might deal with it on our own.

... but the opponent now is a bunch of labyrinth warcraft, albeit going out to the lower levels.

In such a small number of adventurers, things could happen to people in the city in case.

"Come on!"

The idea creates a stir in me and removes the armor from the arm part.

At a time like this, I try to pick up my armor in a hurry, with the urge to scream like that.

"Ahhhhhhh!

"Hey, you're lying!

"We're still gonna make it! Get a healer!

... outside the warehouse, it was then that screams and fellow screams echoed.

As soon as I heard the noise, I stopped picking up armor and was running out towards the warehouse door.

In my head, the worst is too likely.

In other words, I wonder if the earliest people in the city have become too late.

"........................ what?

─ ─ But the reality was far beyond my imagination.

"Ha,"

What was opening the warehouse and spreading out in front of me was the appearance of my dying, seriously wounded, blood-soaking companions and other adventurers who were all over the battle with Hobgoblins and didn't even get close to his side.

I couldn't accept the sight for a moment.

Hobgoblins were an enemy to us, even to the miscellaneous fish.

That's common sense among the earliest intermediate adventurers.

... Then why are your people struggling so far in front of that hobgoblin?

"Madaca Creteitaka, Bowkensha"

"─ Huh!

It was one hobgoblin that gave me the answer to that question.

That hobgoblin, ignoring the dying adventurer, tells me so.

I found a new toy, every time I said so.

It was then that I realized that it wasn't just a hobgoblin that finally showed up in the city.

"You, you guys, what the hell!

That's what I was screaming for before the pressure I felt from that hobgoblin, as if I was dealing with a mid-level warcraft.

The hobgoblin in front of me laughs without answering that question.

Bring an abusive light into its eyes that makes you feel intelligent that Warcraft shouldn't have.

"Ningen Zenmetsusasenite"

… it was then that we realized that this situation was the worst that we had ever expected.