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

"... Huh!

I was reflexively moving my hand near the dagger against Mist and Hanzam, who appeared behind me.

From behind to speaking up, the power to hold hands naturally to that fact of not realizing the presence of the mist is strengthened.

Even though the only door to this room was in my sight facing the front, I didn't know when the mists were coming into the room.

Yes, as if the mists had moved in momentarily.

The faces of everyone in the room were rude, as it showed that I wasn't the only one.

Only Mr. Ronald, with the same serene expression as usual, stares at the mist with an eye that does not even try to hide his displeasure.

Even when such a master's eyes were turned, there was no room to disappear from the mist.

"Because of this, as for the manipulation of people who have moved to deal with labyrinth outbursts, isn't it terrible?

"Shut up. It would be a natural reaction to a bad taste."

With that said, the master looks at Mist's feet and distorts his face to abomination.

It was then that I realized that something like magic was engraved.

The story I just heard about Elf's installation-type witchcraft is on my mind.

Is this installation magic?

That's the idea on my mind, but soon I'll deny it.

The magic team had a sense of vision.

No, there's no such thing as ready-to-see.

There was no way I could have misjudged what that was. [M]

My master throws up and throws up at me like that. [M]

"You're the one with no loose ends. How much of that magic team, no, is it stretching through the guild?

... Yes, it was engraved at the feet of Mist and Hanzam, which was a transfer formation used to enter the labyrinth from a labyrinth city.

Long ago, a labyrinth transfer formation said to have been made with lost technology.

Once again, I understand when I see mists treating the same thing as if it were a handy tool.

How unusual is this elf?

"Lie, make the lost technology so easy......!

I hear Mr. Lyla's grumpy voice.

Feeling the consternation contained in that voice, I understand.

That this transfer team would have communicated Mist's threat to Lyla so eloquently that it was not comparable, such as they had explained.

And I was the same one who reinforced Mist's threat.

Seeing the presence of a metastasis formation, I carve it into my chest again.

If we were raided from an isolated location using a transfer team, we wouldn't be safe either.

From now on, you might want to avoid just being alone.

It was then that something suddenly sounded like a running sound.

For a moment, I was in a hurry to see the mists, but there was no problem.

The moment I realized the footsteps, the magic formations that were at Mist's feet glowed strongly, because Mist and Hanzam disappeared.

It was at the next moment that the footsteps were getting closer and closer to the room and the door opened with momentum.

It was Marnell who opened the door and showed up.

Marnell, with his agitation on his face,

"To, the survival of an escaped adventurer was in a labyrinth city earlier! When the Ultra Difficult Warcraft is almost here..."

Marnell's words were interrupted because of his hasty loss of calm.

But the words alone were enough to show that the situation had deteriorated far worse.

"He said it was a super difficulty warcraft!

With a tired face that rarely shows, the master tells Marnell.

"Show me where the adventurer is. As soon as possible."

"Yes!

Marnell runs out to the superior adventurer's unavailable expression and we follow it to the back of the room.

Chasing Marnell's back, the master asks Mr. Ronald with a stretched face.

"... has a super difficult Warcraft ever appeared on the first day of a labyrinth rampage?

"Not that I know of."

Words of a pale master and Mr. Ronald.

But the voice was filled with unhidden agony...

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It was after leaving the labyrinth city that the haunted adventurer spoke.

Apparently, about two hours after the labyrinth city, the adventurers fell into battle with the Warcraft.

Though it was a good fight at first, a first-class adventurer was defeated by Auga, lightly breaking the formation.

On top of that, they showed up Fenrill, a super difficulty warcraft, to strike a chase.

Seeing it, the great sword of the god of war, who was the leader, fled, and the adventurers fled to the neighbouring city as they chased it.

They managed to escape these adventurers to the labyrinth city thanks to the fact that the Warcraft went to the neighbouring city after it.

After listening to the story, we were once again gathered in the room to lock up the escaped adventurer.

However, it wasn't just the mist in the room who wouldn't go out and say it and go back, it wasn't even what Mr. Sieg and the others looked like.

A runaway adventurer has made a scene in front of a labyrinth city, and other adventurers have found out about the super difficult Warcraft.

Sieg and his men are now forgiving the adventurers for making such a scene.

That was the fault of the Alliance employees escaping.

There is no one to bring the adventurers together, and that's why we're going to ask Mr. Sieg and the others.

Me and Narsena can't forgive the adventurers, and we're going to leave the adventurers to Mr. Sieg and the others.

Given that the Sieges are an indispensable force of war, I would avoid draining them like this if I could.

I would have to think of measures.

It was Mr. Ronald's words that allowed me to regain consciousness.

"Hey, Laust. Can you stop Fenrir by yourself?

"... Huh?

I look at the words. [M]

Stop the mutated super difficulty warcraft by yourself, if you hear that, everyone thinks it's reckless.

... I couldn't believe what Mr. Ronald said.

Reflectively, I try to ask Mr. Ronald what the word means, but before that, a master who revealed his anger opened his mouth.

"Don't be ridiculous, Ronald. Are you going to reduce your valuable combat power for nothing?

"If we conserve that precious power senselessly, we'll all die wild here"

"How can unscrupulous orders, such as fighting super difficult warcraft, be a meaningful use of force?

"No, that's certainly not true. But if you can't do that, you just have to have a labyrinth city for a few days. You know Larma, don't you?

"... damn"

It was then that I finally understood how serious the situation was for the master and Mr. Ronald, who exchanged words with a harsh expression.

Whether or not I can keep the super difficult Warcraft on hold is synonymous with betting, rather than being unpredictable to the masters who have never seen my battle before.

Still, the status quo is so stuck that we have to bet on that possibility.

It was then that I realized that.

... No, I might actually have understood.

I just couldn't accept it.

"... Huh!

Seeing a hand held firmly within the unconscious, suddenly strong anxiety in the chest begins to claim existence.

The anxiety finally made me realize that I had a strong fear before I knew it.

The status quo was so bad that it was acceptable to me that I had no choice.

And to avoid it, you have to stop the super difficulty Warcraft I've mutated.

That's how I understood it. I tried to open my mouth, and as if to interrupt it, it was then that the transfer team appeared on the floor a short while ago.

With that in my eyes, I realized the return of Mist, and I wondered where I had been before.

Was that the same for the master, the moment Mist appeared, throwing up without hiding his frustration.

"Where the hell have you been? You know what the situation is now?

"Oh. A mutated Fenrir must have appeared"

To that question, the master is distracted by the mist who answered him shortly after a moment.

That was the same for me.

Mist's attitude was so flat that he didn't think he knew this worst situation.

Mist tells us, looking around at us like that and laughing in his face just saying he poked his finger at us.

"Well, you should follow me anyway. Even mutated Fenrill can handle it."

As I react to Mist's words, the transfer formation at Mist's feet spreads to our feet and begins to shine.

"Become!? What the hell!

Suddenly, Mist closes his eyes and opens his mouth to a master who reveals his astonishment.

"I told you first, didn't I? He said he's moved to deal with the labyrinth rampage."

Now while the master realizes that Mist knows something that will just not lose room even in this situation, he remains silent, albeit in an attitude that does not hide his displeasure.

Nodding contentedly to such a master, Mist activates the transfer formation.

"So shall we go? ─ ─ To activate the walls of a labyrinth city."