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

"Fi-i-i!

Fenrill was upset for a moment.

Fenrill, who raised his roar and stained his eyes with hatred for me, packs my distance.

But I never felt as intimidated as I had been before by the appearance of Fenrir.

Fenrir, who saw me in range of attack, was pointing his fangs at me, and I was moving.

The fangs that have torn my body apart so far, I try to accompany it with a dagger and deviate behind my back.

I can't completely flush my overwhelming fangs and scratch my body.

But other than that, without scratching my body, Fenrill's fangs deviate from my body.

It was the first time I was able to absorb Fenrill's attack, even if it wasn't complete.

On Fenrill's face, which drifts away behind him, the stunner appears only on the edge of my vision for a moment, and the sense of accomplishment floats in my chest.

But Fenrir never gave me time to immerse myself in joy.

"Fi-i!

Fenrill didn't stop despite the attack being carried out by me. [M]

He forcefully changes his posture with the power enhanced by violet electricity and wields the nails of those who are safe with me.

I accidentally glanced at the attack and laughed.

Understand that the unprecedented fertility of Fenrill's attacks is a sign that Fenrill is a clear threat to me.

Because of the forceful change in posture, I couldn't say that the swinging nails had momentum in flattery either.

Nonetheless, the nails are powered by a force that would not compare to an orga.

Now that Fenrill's response to the attack has been delayed, we cannot flush it out perfectly.

The moment I made that decision, I jumped to the front with all my might.

When I got up rolling around and killing momentum, Fenrill's nails had been slapped where I had been.

If the reaction had been slightly delayed, that nail would have been tapped into my body.

"Fi-i"

I see Fenrill staring at me for avoiding an attack.

In his eyes, there was hatred for me.

But I realized there was more confusion behind it than hatred.

"Fi-i-i!

Fenrill launches an attack with a roar so as to deflect his attention from confusion.

I agree with Fenrill's confusion while avoiding the attack. [M]

Because I'm the one who feels the most about my change.

"... Huh!

Fenrill's nails are diverted with daggers.

The scratched clothes on my nails tear, but they deviate without causing any scratches to my body.

Fenrill's fingernails cut my body deeper if I miscalculate.

Worst of all, it's not strange to have your body amputated.

I couldn't afford it.

If I make a mistake, it doesn't change that Fenrill will kill me.

Still, the flow was clearly changing.

As you can see, my system of recirculation gradually rises.

I myself don't understand what's going on.

From my itchy forehead, I feel a tingle and pain now.

Feeling it, I put my mind to the magic of covering my surroundings.

Until now, I have freely handled my magic and my mind, as if it were a lie that I had so much difficulty strengthening myself.

Fenrir and I are crossing paths because of my physical abilities.

On the contrary, my movements are quite naive because I am unfamiliar with a body that has come to move rapidly.

I know that because I was desperately working out to brush up my only weapon, my body.

Nonetheless, the only reason I was crossing with Fenrill was because I was able to handle physical enhancement completely.

─ ─ But I didn't understand how it could be so easy to use physical enhancement.

As strange as it was that I had never been able to do before, the spirit and magic of being able to handle it completely with just a little awareness.

It's like my brain is gaining control over magic and my mind, I remember that feeling.

The phenomenon that is happening now is similar to when, after a once mutated battle between Hydra and Phoenix, we suddenly become able to deal with physical strengthening.

But it was clearly an anomaly compared to then.

"Until you're lucky, you're on my side"

On top of that, I laugh.

Whatever's happening to me, I don't care.

What I need now is the power to stop Fenrill.

Because that's all.

"Fi-i!

That's what I laugh at as I judge Fenrill's attacks.

I can't tell how long it's been since I started fighting.

It just shouldn't be too short.

I don't know exactly how much more to stop, but it'll never be long.

In a little while, if you buy some time, someone will come.

Then my role will be over.

Fenrill's foothold, which he felt impossible at first, ends.

Driven by that thought, I concentrate even more on attacking Fenrir.

─ ─ It was then that a sudden roar struck the meadow.

"... Huh!

I couldn't hide my upset at the sound of it because I was concentrating everything on Fenrill.

It was then that I looked back at what the hell was going on... and finally realized that the sight spreading behind me was a tragic battlefield.

"... what, but"

The number of warcraft fighting adventurers had more than doubled at some point.

That is not the only change that has taken place on the battlefield.

Elder Kobold, who should only be in other labyrinths, to the worm that goes along while making holes in the ground.

Various other warcraft were spreading tragic killings with the adventurers.

But it wasn't those warcraft who took my eyes.

Behind the meadows, away from the group of adventurers, we can see the fighters, the Narsenas.

There was Rich and the appearance of multiple orgasms defending it.

That, too, would be more than ten bodies looking like an ogre.

... and from the direction of the labyrinth behind it, there is an even more coming auga figure.

All I could do was stare at the sights of the beasts overflowing with meadows.

"How come all these warcraft..."

The pompous and leaky words contained an irresistible upset.

Perhaps the explosion earlier was also caused by Rich.

As far as the absence of blood at the explosion point is concerned, the Narsenas must have prevented it in some way.

The Narsenas could make it through, not that they didn't believe it.

But because of the unexpected upset, I am completely distracted by Narsena and the others.

"Shit!"

... Now the Narsenas are not depriving me of consciousness.

All I needed was a moment before I realized I had made a mistake.

But I knew it could be deadly.

... because I'm dealing with that Fenrir.

If Narsena is in crisis, my role is to stop Fenrir at all costs.

Yet I look back, resenting myself for being distracted.

You'll be approaching near yourself, Fenrill's fangs, imagining your nails.

"... how come it's not working"

That's why when I looked back, I couldn't hide my agitation from Fenrill as if he hadn't moved.

I was clearly exposed earlier. [M]

If they attacked me then, I don't know how much I could have reacted.

If I wasn't lucky, I would have been seriously injured.

Why didn't Fenrill choose to attack?

Anxiety-stricken, I run my gaze around.

"... Become!?"

It was then that I realized the appearance of two orgasms shaking off the Narsenas and coming in my direction.

You took it from a dead adventurer, or the orgasms grabbing and running the great sword or dagger were obviously on their way here.

I can see Narsena and Mr. Sieg desperately trying to stop it, but Rich and Auga are holding me back and I can't get my hands on it.

"Fi-ii"

It was then that I heard it, as if to mock me.

Looking back, Fenrill distorted her mouth like a laugh and looked at me.

It depends on what's cold in my spine, and on what's in my head.

... the idea of whether this Fenrill called those orgasms in our direction.

I've never heard of how many mutated super difficult Warcraft can give instructions to other Warcraft, and while I have myself to deny it, the possibility that Fenrill gave instructions to an org in my head widens.

Weren't Fenrill not attacking me when I exposed the gap to make sure he could kill me, that is, to give instructions to the orgasms?

But I never even had time to think about that possibility.

"Fi-i!

"Come on!"

Fenrill's onslaught resumes, and I end up in the best of circumstances just to recieve the attack again.

Until now, it was enough to withstand Fenrill's attack.

But now I'm just withstanding Fenrill's offense, and one day Auga will join me in the offense.

... then you won't beat me in this situation at all.

Even as Fenrill continues to attack, anxiety builds up in my chest.

"... no, multi to one is my specialty"

But I push my pessimistic thoughts forcefully into the back of my chest.

If it's more than one-on-one, we can target each other.

If that happens, Fenrill's movements may also be dull and, conversely, easier to hold back.

I knew that was only a slight hope.

I don't know if I can handle two other orgasms besides Fenrill in the first place.

But now I can only bet on that.

At least, if we hit Fenrill's attack on Auga, we might be able to make Auga non-combatant.

Now I have to put it on. [M]

Having decided that, I turn my consciousness to Auga, ignoring Fenrill's attacks and gradually increasing wounds to my body.

And I gradually move toward the approaching orgasms, avoiding Fenrill's attack.

Anyway, we have to get the Auga off the front in one piece with the first blow.

It would be best to have a great sword if possible, but I will definitely defeat the whole thing anyway.

I didn't have the confidence to bring two armed orgasms to justice in this situation.

That's why I take my eyes off the orgasms to proceed with caution and also turn my attention to Fenrill.

".................. Huh!

─ ─ It was then that I realized that Fenrill's eyes emitted a softly cold light.

I realize that my assumptions were very wrong in those eyes.

I don't know about Auga, but he said he was the biggest bad guy against Fenrill.

If I succeed in discussing Auga with Fenrir, Fenrir will not be upset at all.

On the contrary, you must try to kill me without hesitation.

If you noticed, your back was wet with cold sweat.

The defeat of the prospectus draws blood from my face.

Already, two orgasms are approaching that point right away.

I don't have time to think of a way to open it now.

"... is that the only way to do it"

It was then that I finally made my decision.

Take the worst way.

Now, there's no other way I can take it.

Seeing the auga running up to a few more steps, I am so determined. [M]

"Fi-i!

Running forward, Auga waves up the Great Sword just at a time when I avoid Fenrill's attack and the movement stops.

I set up a dagger to keep up with that org move... it was then that I lost my mind.

Whether the way I take it now leads to Fenrill.

Such an idea came to mind only for a moment.

"Damn!"

─ ─ And that moment of error caused me to make a mistake.

Bad, it was too late when I thought so.

Damaged by the Orga sword, a dagger is bounced from my hand.

Reflecting on a leaning day, the dagger slowly flew away.

Reaching out reflexively, but there was no way I could reach it.

The dagger, which made a high sound and was bounced to the ground, jumped to a point where I could no longer recover it.

Looking back flashly, there was already another goddamn orga wielding a dagger there.

"Cine"

The mouth of the auger is distorted, and a dagger is approaching my body.

It was then that I realized that I could see Narsena from Auga's shoulder.

I have eyes for Narsena, who is far away.

As you can see from here, Narsena's face was distorted.

─ ─ Stay,?

It can't be heard at this distance, Narsena's words echo in her brain.

In response, I also tried to open my mouth, and before my voice came out of it, an august dagger severed my shoulder deep.

At the next moment, my eyes were stained bright red with a blood splash...