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

The moment we heard Mist's words, the scenery in front of us had changed.

What you see in your eyes is not the Guild room until earlier, but the view outside.

Looking around and making sure this is outside the labyrinth city, I whine a little.

"... a real transfer team"

It's not like I suspected that the transfer formation Mist was using might be fake.

Still, in this way, I couldn't help remembering some strange feeling about actually using the transfer formation outside of the labyrinth entry and exit.

... Again, fear of lost technology engraves me.

Nevertheless, I shake that out of my mind, not if I'm distracted by lost technology right now.

Now it's a top priority to do something about the status quo, because I can't afford to be turning my attention to anything else.

Besides, I knew there was more to be sure of than the transfer team.

For the first time, I ask the master in front of me.

"... does the master know what Mist was saying exists?

That's a word that omits too many words to call inquiry.

But that was enough now.

Confirm to the silently shaking master that everything he wants to say has been conveyed, and speak.

After all, this is not the only story I don't know.

Obviously, I am convinced that something is wrong, and I ask Mist.

"What the hell do you mean by a wall in a labyrinth city? … there must be no walls in labyrinth cities"

I remember exactly what Mist said before the transfer.

No, there was no way I could forget.

Because even though we were always so eager to get our heads together, it was the walls that didn't.

Therefore, I cannot hide my distrust from the mist who treats the walls as having them.

"There's no walls in the labyrinth city,"

... What came to Mist's face in my words was a conflicting look from his ever floating attitude.

A complex look as if you're going to miss something, think back, and regret something.

I look at the mist too different than before.

But the look had disappeared in the next moment.

"I have no choice. Teaching young things the past is also a part of old age. I'll talk to you on the road. Why are there no walls like Nelburg in labyrinth cities"

The smirking mist tells me that I think I may have misjudged the expression earlier.

Is the look on my face a mistake? That kind of thought comes to my mind.

But because Mist walked away, I decided to shake that idea off my head once and follow its back.

Mist walks, starts talking.

"Well, because in short, it's useless. Walls like those in Nelburg are brittle enough to crush if you're a little good wizard. Where there was such a thing, in a labyrinth rampage, it immediately crumbled and ended."

That was certainly true.

In a labyrinth rampage like this one, it would soon be destroyed.

In a labyrinth rampage, Rich unleashes tactical sorcery.

If you get attacked like that, the walls will be shattered by one blow.

Still, I didn't think it was a good idea.

"So why conclude that there is no walls!

I agree with Narsena, who distorted her face and threw up.

Yes, even if it's a wall that can withstand only one blow, it's never meaningless.

No matter how brittle the walls, on the contrary, they can withstand a blow.

The significance of that blow is significant.

Besides, even if it collapses, it can be used as a defense in the battle against the Warcraft.

Even the brittle walls were better, and with frustration I threw up like that, and Mist opened his mouth before that.

"We have not come to the conclusion that we do not need a castle wall. At that time, the policy was to build walls that could withstand labyrinth rampage."

"... Huh?

"It's obvious, right? How much of this labyrinth city do you think is being countered against labyrinth runoff in the first place?

That said, Mist points to the transfer team we crossed earlier.

"A preferential system for adventurers in labyrinth cities, even from labyrinth cities, to transfer formations that can enter the labyrinth. None of them will storm the labyrinth of a labyrinth city, so it's a mechanism to minimize the danger of a storm."

Laughing as if to enjoy our reaction, Mist continues his words.

"There's no way there's no walls in this labyrinth city that's been countered."

Suddenly Mist stops walking.

Did something happen for a second? Yes, I'll get up.

However, he immediately understood the appearance of Hanzam at the end of Mist's gaze.

That is, that this is where Mist was aiming.

Seeing everyone, including me, stop to realize that, Mist points to something.

"That's the walls of this labyrinth city, the highest walls."

─ ─ It was a white building that the adventurers called the high ground, set to surround the labyrinth city.

"... what,?

I stare at the building. [M]

It was a beautiful building, without really having to feel anything mysterious.

But that's all.

With something like this, you can't contain the warcraft that avalanches into a labyrinth city.

It's not just me, Mr. Ronald and Narsena have doubtful eyes on Mist.

In that, only the master was different.

"Is that what you mean? Damn!... I should have noticed sooner"

Throw away the irritation without hiding it, and the master puts his hands on the building.

"Shit, Master!?"

I raise my voice unexpectedly to the sudden action, but my master did not respond to anything.

Just silently begins to shed magic on the building.

… I understood that the Master's actions were the answer to my question.

At the next moment, the building glows in response to the magic of the master.

More and more, the light intensifies, and after emitting a strong light, the light spreads to the surroundings to cover the labyrinth city.

"This is the walls of the labyrinth city......?

And after the light had subsided, what was there was a stone wall surrounding the labyrinth city.

Seeing it, I finally grasp it.

The walls of the Labyrinth City were built by something magical, and this building is the magic tool to activate the walls.

Mist rarely startles and squeaks.

"... that it's just magic enough to create a barrier by itself?

"Shut up."

On the master's face, fatigue was just floating.

But that would also be natural.

The walls surrounding the labyrinth city are as tall as 10 meters.

Shortly after you make something like that, it's not weird to be tired.

"Are you all right? I'll put my hands on it."

Mr. Ronald reaches out to his master.

"No, fine. I'd rather ask Mist than that."

But pushing his hand away, the master glanced at the mist.

"Mist, let me hear it. What is this wall? What are you after?"

A master who suddenly reveals unprecedented hostility and devours the mist.

We stand by the transformation.

But I wasn't as upset by the mist that was supposed to be hostile to my master.

"If you don't calm down, I can't talk to you either?

"... shut up. I can't afford to listen to this nonsense right now."

"Mr. Larma, please calm down!

The mist's attitude takes Narsena to forgive, who decides that she is just beyond degrees, to a master who seeps even more intensely into killing.

"Narsena, it's this elf that's on guard"

"... Huh?

To a master who unequivocally affirms, Narsena's movements, which he was about to forgive, come together.

The master throws up and throws up, pointing to the walls that cover the labyrinth city.

"It's what it looks like, but this is the same barrier that was covering the neighboring city of Nelburg"

The walls of a labyrinth city, it looks like a seemingly simple stone wall.

But I realize that it's obviously not made of stone.

At first glance it looks like a stone, but this wall was a mass of magic.

"Yeah. The feel of this wall is stone, but it's obviously abnormal in intensity. Probably as strong as what's made in the neighboring Nelburg."

Soon, Mr. Ronald, who had lightly slammed the walls, affirms so.

The master confirms that we have learned of the anomaly of the barrier, exposes hostility and stares at the mist.

"So, mist. I realized from the construction of this barrier that this wall is often of a nature as a barrier covering the neighboring city of Nelburg.... Hey, is that you?

"What are you talking about?

A mist with a floating and unchanging grin does not change his expression.

Looking straight at such a mist, the master asks.

"Did you build the barrier that isolates the Labyrinth City?"

"Oh, that's the story"

In the words of his master, Mist laughs.

"That's right. I isolated the labyrinth city."

... and Mist lightly admitted that he was the enemy.