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

"Have you finished your consultation?

Waiting for us out of the guild was a mist standing on top of what looked like a transfer formation.

Around it, as opposed to other adventurers and Mr. Sieg, there was no Hanzam, and for a moment I consider the possibility that Mist was hostile.

"The other adventurers are just already fighting outside the walls. Can you not be so hostile?

"... skip your deeds and then say"

Narsena just slapped Mist's words.

I stare at the mist, too, as the Narsena's words indicate that it is the same as mine.

"In the first place, why did Sieg and the others take the liberty of outside the walls..."

"Oh, I transferred him out of the labyrinth"

"Become!?"

Like nothing, Mist tells you so.

It was that attitude that stunned me more.

... For this elf, is even the transfer formation, which was said to be the only lost technology in a labyrinth city, just a convenient tool?

Mists, indeed, are enemies, but they were definitely capable beings.

Even so, I couldn't allow arbitrariness.

"I know it's an excellent idea until you use the transfer team to get in and out. But why did you use it without telling your masters?

The walls that cover the labyrinth city are built in such a way that there is just a certain direction of the labyrinth that you won't be able to get out.

Nevertheless, it is certain that the transfer formation would be more expedient.

Therefore, it is never to be blamed until the entry and exit of the transfer formation.

"... and then you did something to send Mr. Sieg out of the labyrinth city on your own."

But everything else was too much.

"Forgive me or nothing, it won't be up to you."

No matter how much I stared, there was no change in Mist's smile.

"In the first place, I'm not convinced you can blame me for this decision."

"... what do you mean?

"I know you don't have to hide it. I guess we should reduce the number of Warcraft as much as we can in order to reduce Larma's burden a little bit"

Mist overlaps words when he says he sees something.

... but I had no idea what that word meant.

"So what are you talking about?

It was then that the smile, which Mist affixed like a mask to his face, solidified.

"... that idiot"

The moment I threw it away so, my smile was gone from the mist.

Until now, no matter what, I've got a smile on Mist's face, another look.

Besides, neither me nor Narsena look at you unexpectedly.

"Well, don't you have time to worry about it now"

It was for a moment that Mist gave that look.

Having changed her mind in just one word, Mist pastes the same smile on her face as usual.

Like so much change, me and Narsena stand still.

The earlier change in the look on Mist's face even makes me wonder if it was true.

"Laust."

But the next heavy sound in the words Mist told proved that the expression earlier had not been mistaken.

"You better keep an eye on Larma. If you want to save your master's life."

"... Huh?

"What the hell is that..."

To the words of a profound mist, me and Narsena try to listen back.

But there was no more time for that.

The transition emits light and changes the sight in front of you.

At the next moment, there was no mist in front of him, and it was the battlefield that spread in front of him.

Look behind you, check the large walls, and realize that they have moved outside the walls.

"Damn, at least a little more explanation......!

I leak grudges to mists who only say profound things. [M]

Even if you look around, there's no sign of Mist.

It would be natural if Mr. Ronald and the others also considered that Mist would move outside the walls of the castle in the transfer formation.

If I waited, all the mists would show up, but I understood that if I had time to do so, I would need to defeat many Warcraft in one piece.

Narsena opens her mouth, bitterly distorting her face as she looks at the adventurers she fights.

"... abominable, but now let's give priority to the Warcraft"

"Right. We need to cover for Mr. Sieg now."

After checking the perimeter and making sure that Mr. Sieg was not visible, me and Narsena would run with physical enhancement.

Dive through the adventurers fighting the Warcraft and head to the back where Mr. Sieg would be.

"Oak has two or more parties to fight for!

In the meantime, I smile at the Marnell-like voice I hear.

Currently, the Adventurers are an essential force to contain the Orcs.

Therefore, the adventurers were fighting well at a level where they knew there was no need for backup, even if they felt pushed.

For some reason, I was glad that Marnell and the others would be involved.

"We can't lose, either."

"... oh yeah"

I nod even faster to Narsena, who says things like I'm in the mood, even though I haven't said anything.

It was just after that that I saw Mr. Sieg in the distance.

"Wow, wow!"

Mr. Sieg was present in a meadow a short distance from the battlefield of the adventurers.

So Mr. Sieg was crossing with two orgasms and about three orcs.

The sight was a sign that Mr. Sieg's strength as a warrior was quite high.

"... wow"

When Rich arrived, Mr. Sieg was taking a long time to annihilate the Auga.

I know that's what makes a rooted warrior, Mr. Sieg, bad.

"Even so, I can't believe it makes a difference so far"

I couldn't help but admire the appearance of two orgasms and Mr. Sieg, who still seemed to be able to afford them while dealing with three orcs.

Stopping the Warcraft, Mr. Sieg had demonstrated unusual strength in that regard.

To the skill of striking the Warcraft with a great sword, high defensive armor, and the ability to strike the Warcraft with a single blow if exposed to a wide gap.

The downside of not being quick is that everything else had a high standard of strength, Mr. Sieg.

I meant to find out in the Phoenix battle that Mr. Sieg was a capable warrior.

But Mr. Sieg is such a warrior beyond my expectations.

Unlike Marguls, who can only attack and attract warcraft, or me, who can only attract warcraft imperfectly.

Mr. Sieg was a warrior with the strength he deserved to name himself Mr. Ronald's apprentice.

What should be spared is that Mr. Siege's way of fighting would not be suitable for a labyrinth rampage.

It doesn't matter how long Mr. Sieg has the ability to keep two orgasms on the hook, but it doesn't matter if we put them on the spot right now.

Because now that one warcraft after another is overflowing, what we need is not the ability to attract an auga, but how quickly we can defeat it.

No matter how much, Mr. Sieg, we can't deal with it if we have more augs.

"There's a new one from the labyrinth! Perhaps there are two orgasms!

It was then that Narsena raised her voice of warning against the herd of warcraft that appeared as if foreseen.

When I react to Narsena's voice and turn to the Warcraft, I immediately judge.

Before that herd of Warcraft arrives, Mr. Sieg won't be able to defeat the two Augs.

But me and Narsena can handle this enough.

By the time I made that decision, me and Narsena had already packed the distance to the vicinity where Sieg was fighting.

In a few more steps, we're close enough to be able to pack the distance.

Even then, the three orcs were not aware of us.

With all due respect, I'm punching Mr. Sieg in the fist.

"... alateca"

But Auga was different.

Suddenly one of them turns back in our direction, despite the fact that he was unleashing a heavy attack on Mr. Sieg.

And then the hell stands in front of Mr. Sieg so as to protect that aug.

... The Warcraft in front of you is not the same orga you've been fighting in the lower levels.

It was then that I understood so clearly.

Strength that is above all just overflowing with the intelligence in the eyes of the Auga.

Indeed, the auga in front of me was merely what Mr. Sieg called comparable to the super difficulty warcraft.

Still, I never learned to fear or threaten Auga.

Narsena, I'll take care of Auga.

"Gaaaaaaaa!"

It was at the same time that I came forward and Auga waved her fist down at me with all her might.

A fist as likely as my head is easily shaken down by the power of crushing rocks.

I just flushed it out.

"... ugh!

Again, I am convinced by the gaze of an auger seeping through amazement and impatience.

"After all, people-shaped attacks are easy to absorb"

For me, mutating can't make an orga a threat.

Auga is indeed just a warcraft comparable to a super difficulty warcraft.

Just like the super difficulty Warcraft, it's like no other adventurer would ever win.

But I can tell by the fact that I've ever crossed paths to super difficult warcraft, such as Hydra, Phoenix, etc.

The auga in front of you is only comparable to the super difficulty Warcraft for some abilities such as power, but that's all.

He said that other abilities are far inferior to super difficulty warcraft, easy to see.

And most importantly, I was more compatible than an orga.

"Gaaaaaa! Gaaaaaa!

I reinforce that thought with a brief glimpse of the rush of the orga.

Auga's strength lies in its power.

When it comes to mutated augs, they exert unusual powers comparable to super difficulty warcraft.

You should admit that is indeed a threat.

If you're an adventurer other than me.

"Gaaaaaaaaaa!"

You decided that it was not obvious that the aug would grab me with the roar.

But this time I didn't avoid the attack.

Instead, I will do everything in my power to resist the arm of an auger that tightens to crush my body.

"Apparently, I'm better in a power battle."

─ ─ And I easily waved off the arm of the aug.

That was an impossible sight.

It is possible because I am able to carry out unusual physical strengthening, dealing with two powers: mind and magic.

The auga in front of me stood still when she said that my actions were unbelievable.

As I look at that aug, I recognize it clearly.

I'm stronger than the orga in front of me.

To that fact, it was a hot emotion that sprung up in my chest.

It's not like when I've had to desperately attack before.

"Gaaaaaaaa!"

You decided you could afford my attitude like you were floating in a fever, and an orga beats you with a roar.

But the fist only belonged to a rash.

Dismiss the attack and pierce the heart of a disoriented orga in an exploration.

"Gah!

Still not desperate, the hateful orga in my eyes reaches out, but the resistance was that far.

On the verge of grabbing my body, my arms stopped and I realized that Auga had died.

"If it's about an orga, can't I lose?"

─ ─ Ronald alone is enough for Fenrill.

Before the battle, the words the master told us will come back to life.

I guess that word is also to focus us on the Orga Crusade.

But they're not harder to deal with an org than I thought.

Then you should join Fenrill's crusade.

That's what I think, I squeal.

"Do you want to help Mr. Ronald by crusading the Auga quickly"

… there is no reason to know that I am now far beyond my masters' expectations.