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

"Damn it! It would be too soon though!

A bunch of warcraft looking far ahead.

It's coming this way at an unusual rate. Staring at it, I had to leak evil.

I wasn't weighing the exact amount of time it took to get out of a labyrinth city.

But given the distance, it's only been about two hours.

In spite of that, there was no way I could imagine a warcraft appearing.

"Didn't the Warcraft show up a while ago!

Rich was about to shoot tactical magic into a labyrinth city, and I still remember what Laust said to us.

As far as tactical magic is concerned, I don't think Laust was lying until Rich showed up.

Reasons for fleeing the labyrinth city at this time include hearing from Laust that Rich showed up.

When the Warcraft appeared some time ago, he decided he had time until the next Warcraft appeared.

If we're lucky, we might get into the city before the Warcraft shows up.

Because I had so much hope, I could not hide my upset at the emergence of the Warcraft too soon than I had imagined.

It's the same for other humans, and on the faces of those adventurers who are in a hurry to prepare, there's haste and work is obviously slow.

I understand the sight.

Even if we run away now, he said it would only make the situation worse.

"How can nothing work......!

I eat up my teeth in frustration.

The adventurers are all I have.

Still, I wanted to avoid losing it senseless.

My assumption is that the use of adventurers is far ahead.

You can't lose your temper here.

Besides, I had more to lose than the adventurers.

"Ma, Warcraft!? You're protecting us, aren't you?

"If this is going to happen, you should be in a labyrinth city..."

Alliance employees who are as useless and noisy as a sudden emergency.

The appearance was not frustrating, but they were nevertheless people who were absolutely necessary to escape to the city.

I make certain decisions to create a situation where I can take the Alliance staff away from me.

"Everybody, take your weapons and set up! We'll fight while we defend those who aren't ready to fight yet!

Some of the adventurers who were already ready for the word distort their faces.

but the adventurers eventually put up their weapons without saying anything.

I'm a little irritated by that attitude, but if not now, I look in the direction of the Warcraft coming.

... The Warcraft appeared only momentarily.

More than a hundred hobgoblins come running this way with a roar.

"There will be too many...!

Nature and my face were tense to the sight.

This one is five hundred adventurers, and you won't lose in case.

Still, in this situation where we don't know when the Warcraft will appear from the labyrinth, the consumption of time can be deadly.

And how much time will it consume if we deal with these numbers of Warcraft at length?

... worst of all, give up the adventurers and run away with the guild staff ourselves.

That thought came to my mind, but my thoughts were to be interrupted by the warcraft that approached me.

First of all, it was the Hobgoblins at the head of the Warcraft who jumped at me.

"Cine!"

Letting an inorganic voice seep into his intent to kill him, Hobgoblin jumps over here unarmed.

I waved my sword down to hit that hobgoblin eight times.

"He's always been out of my way!

Instead of crushing Hobgoblin's head, the Great Sword doubles his body vertically as it is.

"Gigi!"

You judged the moment you lowered the sword to be a gap, plus Hobgoblin jumps at me.

but the attack never hurt my body either.

The armor that holds me back lightly from the onslaught of Hobgoblins.

"Gi!?"

"It doesn't work!

I'm amazed at the hardness of the armor. I can kick and yell at Hobgoblin's abdomen with my nail tips protected by hard shoes.

And I tore the hobgoblin that stopped moving with a great sword.

React to it, plus the hobgoblins gather to me, but the helpless hobgoblins weren't my opponents after all.

One strike of the Great Sword rips through the torso of multiple hobgoblins, and the attack is all bounced into the armor.

From before me like that, the hobgoblins gradually disappeared, and at some point I even had room to check on the war.

The adventurers dealing with the Hobgoblins were never intact.

There are some dead people who can just confirm a little bit.

It's also more than an intermediate adventurer.

Nevertheless, the war was never bad.

"If there were five hundred of us, this would be it"

Make sure of that, I laugh.

At least, the Alliance staff can protect this, and decide that the Adventurers' damage is to be expected.

"Huh!"

... but my grin was going to freeze on the orcs who emerged from behind the hobgoblins the next moment.

Warcraft oak present in the middle layer.

That's not something I should be aware of if I were to use the lower level as a hunting ground.

"Is that the oak? Don't be ridiculous......!

That common sense, the moment I saw the oak in front of me, was to collapse.

The number of orcs was much smaller than the Hobgoblins.

Number of people, there must be no fifty.

In spite of that, I instinctively understand.

This herd of oaks is so troublesome that they can't be compared, such as hobgoblins.

At that moment I was reflexively shouting to Louise, the leader of the Spirit of Windfire, the same leading adventurer.

"Ruiz, I'm gonna crush that one first!

Ruiz had already started chanting to activate the magic when I screamed.

In response to that Ruiz reaction, I realize that Ruiz had come to the same judgment as myself.

Yeah, if the orc hits anybody but us, it's got to be him.

We were right about that.

I can see a scream coming from a group of adventurers who were starting to engage the orcs before us.

"What the fuck, you oak......!

"Knolls! Open your eyes!

The war situation, which should have been advantageous until earlier, changed in an instant.

If someone doesn't stop the flow, the Alliance staff may also be harmed.

"Shit!"

I ran to the orc to make a clear understanding of it and change the situation a little bit.

The magic of Louise, who was chanting behind her back, and Alex, the Great Sword of the God of War, was completed just when I got to the orc.

"Spirit of the Wind!

"O Spirit of the Tree!

The wind rips through the bodies of multiple oaks, further limiting their movement by trees.

But the orcs were never upset by such a degree of magic.

The orcs, who were never restricted by the trees, ignore us and head to the other adventurers.

And the orcs, who have restricted their movements, also begin to strip the trees that restrict their movements without breaking any calm attitude.

"It wouldn't be the power of orcs!

In an instant, the tree restraint is stripped by more than half, and Alex behind it screams at the sight.

If it was supposed to be about an oak, Alex's attack, which can hold motion for a few minutes, is not working as if it were an oak.

Still, only in that moment of stripping the trees were the orcs full of gaps as well.

"Olaaaaaaa!"

There's no way I could have missed that gap when the orcs were already on the verge.

I'll cut off the whole arm of the oak that was peeling the tree with a big sword.

"Boogie!"

Orcs with their arms cut off screamed a thin scream.

I stare at this one with my eyes stained with strong anger.

At the next moment, Orc interrupted stripping the tree limits and grabbed me with his remaining arm.

But in an attack with one arm with restricted movement, there was no way you could hit me.

I laugh when I pay for that arm stretched out to me with a sword.

"Don't delay me!

"Fuggyyyyyy!"

With bubbles blowing out of your mouth, the killer you feel from the furious oak is comparable to the lower aug.

but he wasn't my enemy, such as an orc who lost both arms and was restricted in movement.

"Die!"

I slapped the sword to the neck of the oak.

For a moment, the momentum of the Great Sword swung down against the bone weakened, but he slapped his neck forcefully with enhanced physical ability.

I smile victoriously at the remains of an orc without a neck that has stopped moving.

"Hokanoningent Chigau"

"Yakkaidana"

... It was at that moment that the oak broke through the tree limits.

You judged me a threat for killing my people, and multiple orcs are attacking me all at once.

"... Huh!

The attack was much quicker than I imagined.

I look down on that attack, which is no worse than an orga in the lower echelons.

Still, I was dealing with a bunch of orcs on the lower level, to the best of my ability.

"Don't lick the warrior!

The attack, which can be fatal to the body, is a great sword, otherwise I cross with multiple orcs while being armored.

Nevertheless, it was the limit until we crossed.

I'll be on the defensive side to the orcs attacking me one after the other.

Like mocking me like that, Orc distorted his ugly face.

"Konojo Kyode, Yokuhoerna"

As if you were convinced of victory.

And even more oak attacks add to the harshness.

But even under that circumstance, there was no impatience in my mind.

I will calmly deal with the oak attack.

A warrior is indeed an attacker who deals damage to the Warcraft.

but that's not the only role of a warrior.

For your fellow wizards to cast their magic.

To prevent an attack from going to the guerrilla.

Taking on Warcraft attacks all by yourself and buying time to win are the most important roles of warriors.

That's why I laugh at the oak.

"Let it go. You're the ones who lose!

I won't be able to afford it, and I'll try to tell you something more about the distortion in Oak's face.

─ ─ But the oak collapsed off his knees before words were thrown out of his mouth.

That whole thing wasn't the only fallen oak.

A few of the orcs that were attacking me suddenly fell to the front.

"It's full of gaps."

And it was Marsbal, the great sword militant of the god of war, who emerged from behind the fallen oak.

I smile at that face unexpectedly.

The militants do not inherently have the ability to strengthen their bodies.

Nonetheless, this fire power was the reason the adventurers favoured them.

No matter how good a warrior you are, you won't be able to defeat these orcs in one blow or anything.

but a militant's skill can bring him into combat with one blow.

Sometimes that firepower dramatically changes the situation.

Yes, like right now.

"Boogie!"

A fellow who suddenly collapsed and Marsbal emerged from behind it.

At the next moment, the orcs, judging Marsbal to be a threat, look back and try to attack Marsbal.

But that was a bad hand I should never have done as far as I could think.

Whatever, you're going to expose me to a gap.

Raising my physical abilities to the limit, I wave my sword down to the neck of the orcs screaming.

"Die, yeah, yeah!

The blow of the great sword, wielded sideways with all his might, jumps the neck of the integral oak and stops at the middle of the second neck.

Even in the event of a mortal attack, the second orc did not fall.

On the contrary, the orc stares at me with angry eyes and waves up his arms.

"Chip!"

I let go of the sword and retreated dramatically before the attack was waved down.

I have a spare dagger for once, but this won't give the oak a lot of scratches.

Lost control of my head over what the hell I do.

From behind, it was then that I heard Alex chant.

"Aurora flames! Burn it down!"

At the next moment, Aurora flames pass directly over me, clutching to the orcs.

When I saw it, I smiled at my mouth unexpectedly.

Alex's activated magic was once the most powerful magic that worked, even when he crusaded the super difficulty warcraft in a party joint.

There must be nothing you can do about how many mutations and unusual powers the orcs have.

As I expected, the Aurora flames will burn the orcs.

"Boogeyyyyy!"

"Boogie! Boogie!

To Alex's magic, the black-burned orcs die with all their might.

Make sure nothing moves among the orcs we weren't dealing with.

Afterwards, I grabbed a big sword with a slightly burnt pattern.

"This wasn't the quasidemon sword, so I'm going to have to buy it again..."

For a moment, the thought of yelling at Alex makes me think, but now it's not the time to push that feeling in.

And I looked around.

The current situation, the war situation was never good.

Most of the below intermediate adventurers are unable to contend with the orcs and many are dead.

Still, the situation wasn't the worst.

"... at this rate, the orcs can crusade safely."

The escaping adventurers can't resist much, and the orcs are killing them.

The damage is never less.

but because the adventurers were distracted by the orcs, our leading adventurers were now able to stabilise and defeat the orcs.

Although the Alliance staff are frightened, there is no scratch.

"If this happens, the Alliance staff will be able to get you there safely."

I breathed relief as I watched parties like Ruiz and the Spirit of the Wind Fire, who were steadily repelling the Orcs.

... but I should have noticed at this time.

The status quo with all this warcraft out there, that it's never strange that more warcraft than oak appears.

No, do something stranger that you don't come out.

─ ─ I noticed that when it was too late.

"... Huh! What the hell!?"

Unparalleled ground vibrations.

In response to that, I look in the direction that the Warcraft came in, that is, in the direction that there is a labyrinth.

It was the Warcraft I was supposed to know so well that I was running this way from that direction...

"Oh, Auga......!