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

"... Master, can I let you do whatever you want?

Feeling physically tired, that's what I asked my master after he left the branch manager's hiding room.

Around it is the figure of Branch Manager Mist and Banzam, neither of which.

... The moment they left the room, they told them they had something to do and disappeared to survive the labyrinth rampage.

Still, the master didn't even try to stop him just because he complained a little.

I question that attitude. [M]

"I can't believe you let those two go wild..."

Branch Manager Mist, that elf was a much less alarming person than I imagined.

Fortunately, it wasn't a battle, and I never had a chance to know what strength was, but I'm pretty sure that intelligence alone is a threat.

I can't hide my dissatisfaction because I don't know the master's intentions for allowing such uncertainty molecules to behave.

However, there was no anxiety in the master's face towards me.

"You don't even have to worry about being that hypersensitive. I don't know about that guy named Hanzam, but Mist doesn't act harmful to us in this situation. Besides, if the mist can't stand up, you should be free to move it."

"... Huh?

I can't hide the confusion, my master explains pale.

"I told you. Mist said he lived six hundred years. We accumulate more knowledge than we can compare. There's no hand in not taking advantage of it."

The words were convincing to me, too.

That mist had something to convince me even when I was told to train my master.

That would indeed be something of the kind that cannot be demonstrated if we did something that would deprive mists of their liberty and monitor them.

Things must change a lot if Mist demonstrates that intelligence for us.

... Yes, if there is any certainty that they will use it for us.

"Really?"

"Oh. Nevertheless, don't loosen your guard from the mist. If you stay alert, you'll be taken in unnoticed."

"... Yes"

The warning master is manifesting disgust unwilling to hide.

I was aware of that look. [M]

To the Branch Manager Mitos, but the Master, at the same time, hates and has trust.

The fact that Mist believes and does not doubt that he will use intelligence for his own good, or that he affirms that he will not harm us in this situation.

It was an indication that there was a strong relationship of trust between the master and the mist.

enough to be convinced that Mist was the master's master.

Understanding it creates distrust in me.

But I never pointed that out to my master. [M]

"Okay. Never distract yourself from mists while you're in a labyrinth city"

Many times I have been reminded of the dangers of mists, Master.

Nodding at the words, I am certain that the trust in the mist shown by my master is unconscious.

Besides, my master's disgust with Mist never looked like an act either.

Even if I pointed out about that inconsistency, it might just unnecessarily confuse the master.

So I push the questions that arise in the herd into the back of my chest.

If I calm down a little bit, I wish I could ask my master what the hell happened with Mist.

... I knew then that the peace I wanted was still ahead of me.

◇ ◆ ◇

"Become!? The Great Sword of the God of War took the Adventurer and escaped?

... Waiting for me back in the guild was a report I hadn't imagined.

My stunned voice also passes to the people around me, Marnell and the adventurers of the city skew their faces, and the faces of the adventurers imprisoned with rope tense.

And to me in front of me, Narsena, who told me that the adventurers had escaped, distorted her face to the point where she was about to cry, bowing her head.

"I'm sorry, brother. I'm going to lose so much manpower in this situation...... If I were more careful..."

"Narsena, raise your head. This is not Narsena's fault.... Instead, we should be proud to stop this many adventurers"

To Narsena like that, I shook my neck sideways with a bitter reluctance on my face.

Turning his eyes to the side, there is the figure of the adventurers imprisoned with an unusual number of ropes.

That number is more than a few hundred.

From what I've heard, those adventurers seem to be adventurers caught by the Narsenas as they tried to escape.

There will be no one else to blame for the Narsenas who stopped such a number of adventurers.

"But..."

Still, I told Narsena that my guilt still didn't go away from her face, as I let regret seep into her face.

"More than that, I'm the one to blame. … I was the only one who could imagine the Great Sword of the God of War taking these means"

That the Great Sword of the God of War does not choose the means, or that he hates me for who I am.

Again, I knew that I was shallow enough to challenge my battle. [M]

In spite of that, I was alarmed that there was no way to escape from a labyrinth city with so much power during a labyrinth rampage.

"No! I can't believe your brother who was at the branch manager's and wasn't in this place needs to be held accountable!

Narsena says so desperately to me that I can't hide my regrets.

But nearly five hundred adventurers, who also let so many powerful people escape, I couldn't help but feel responsible.

Certainly none of the escaped adventurers are comparable to us.

... Still, we needed numbers anyway in the unprecedented situation of labyrinth rampage.

For example, there are hundreds of mutated hobgoblins, but at our level, there can be no single death.

On the contrary, it would not be impossible to even wipe them out without a single scratch.

But it takes a lot of time to defeat all of the hundreds.

The more aware you can be of the room.

And now that the Labyrinth Rampage is underway, if we're on Bob Goblins, the Labyrinth City will be ravaged by the Warcraft by the time we defeat everything.

I'm sorry about the people in the city.

And no matter how much hobgoblin, we can also suffer fatal wounds if attacked during the battle against mutated orgasms and mutated super difficulty warcraft.

Now that we're in that situation, we need someone else to deal with it so we can focus on our strong enemies.

Yet I let those precious adventurers escape.

"... damn!

For what I've done, I bite my lips off.

At the very least, I tried to open my mouth to apologize… it was then that someone put their hands on me and Narsena's shoulders and forced them to stop apologizing.

"It's good to have a strong sense of responsibility, but it's not up to you."

"... Mr. Ronald"

"It's a simple story. The worst part is not the victims who had no measures, but the criminals. It's obvious, isn't it?

Yes, Mr. Ronald laughed and opened his mouth with those narrow eyes to the adventurer imprisoned in the rope at the next moment.

"You know it's up to us to take responsibility. War of the Mastermind A member of the Great Sword of God, you warrior and healer?

"... Huh!

At the end of Mr. Ronald's gaze, there was a warrior and healer of the great sword of the god of war that Narsena had stunned.

The warrior was not the leader of the great sword of the god of war, but indeed the face I saw in the great sword of the god of war.

Mr. Ronald can stare at them. They were making their faces tense.

Currently, Mr. Ronald is right, rather than intimidating those adventurers.

I guess that attitude is the opposite of implanting a feeling that the adventurers might not be good at.

Or maybe he's intimidated by Mr. Ronald's position as a superior adventurer.

Still, that never made the two of us, the leading adventurers, grow up with it alone.

"Take responsibility? I wonder what you're going to say. In the position of an adventurer!

It was clear to Mr. Ronald that the warrior man screams desperately but that it is only a vanity.

In contrast to that warrior, a cold-smiled healer opens his mouth.

"Aren't you on too well just because you're a superior adventurer? I don't think it's the right choice to hold us accountable."

And he tells Marnell and the city people who stand around him, not Mr. Ronald.

"Think about it. Are you sure you want to punish us for our prowess as leading adventurers? It could be the key to dealing with the Labyrinth Rampage!

To the words, Marnell and the others did not break their rugged faces, but anxiety can be seen in the faces of the city's people and other adventurers.

Seeing it, I understood the healer's aim, and I was inadvertently leaking words.

"... cowardly"

There is anxiety in the hearts of the city's people and adventurers now that the unprecedented situation of labyrinth rampage has occurred.

Besides, the healers are trying to survive.

... we made things worse for you.

That creates anger in my chest.

In the first place, if we are forgiven for this many sins in this situation, no matter how powerful they may be, there will continue to be people who do not defend their sins in this collective.

The healer's words are only a trick, and they are never forgivable.

Yes, I tried to cry out to the healer of the great sword of the god of war, before which Mr. Ronald opened his mouth.

"Is that all you got to say?

Mr. Ronald's expression and atmosphere were no different than before the great sword warrior and healer of the god of war cried out.

With that serene expression, Mr. Ronald laughed as troubled - and pulled out the Devil's Sword on his back.

"I'm sorry, but isn't that story worth considering?"

"... Huh?

At the next moment, the healer's face, which had been desperately spared until now, was instantly to be blue......