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

However, even in this situation, I didn't throw it away.

Your brother is convinced that he's after something in this situation as well.

And I could see your brother laughing, as if to respond to that thought of me.

I can understand if your brother said something, even though it's not even a distance from hearing your voice.

"Thank you"

Your brother was an incredibly agile move to be injured, and it wasn't until shortly after that that that he eagled the heads of the two orgasms.

I understand that what your brother was after was this attack of abandonment.

From the moment he was attacked, he said his brother was after a moment when he could definitely defeat the Auga.

The battle wasn't over yet, and Fenrill and the orgasms finally realize about it.

But it's already too late.

The orgasms desperately ramble to keep your brother apart, but they can't let your brother go.

... to that sight, I couldn't hide the surprise either, which I should have expected to fight back.

As the distance to your brother approaches, the appearance of that suppressing the auga becomes clearer.

Brother, it was an incredible move to be fatally injured, and it was sequestering the orgasms.

We had the means to recover up front, in an otherwise inconceivably agile move.

But the thing that stunned me the most wasn't the move.

On the verge of being cut off by an orga, the word your brother was trying to say when he was looking at me.

Your brother never said that.

But now I could imagine what your brother meant at that time.

"Turn on the fenrill gap, you mean?

Fenrill was still standing up against his brother, who would eagle the heads of two orgasms.

Fenrill is exposed to an unprecedented gap.

With that sight in sight, I can't help but think.

How much combat experience I gained, that moment I thought I was cornered.

I was wondering if I could figure out an immediate way to get through that situation.

The art of bargaining and grasping the minds of human opponents for their knowledge of warcraft and labyrinths.

In terms of your various experiences, your brother is clearly inferior to Mr. Ronald, who taught me the art of living as an adventurer.

Just from the experience of combat, from the judgment of aggressiveness in battle, your brother was more than equal to Mr. Ronald.

With non-standard force, I feel like I've been shown the difference in experience with myself as I watch my brother forcefully slap two orgasmic heads to the ground.

... but the judgment of such a brother was never universal either.

When I saw Fenrir moving back to me, I noticed your brother's miscalculation.

Even while your brother was fighting the Auga, I was desperately packing the distance to Fenrill.

But in the meantime, we haven't been able to get to Fenrill yet.

But Fenrir doesn't know such circumstances and moves.

I still don't know why your brother can move, I can tell it's so confusing.

But now that the two orgasms had been defeated, Fenrill didn't blunt his movements with any more confusion.

"Brother......!

Seeing the sight, I raise my voice.

But I can't reach that voice I raised while running to my brother who's trying to recover.

"Fi-i!

Fenrill turns his nails to his brother, who exposes the decisive gap.

It was on the verge of scraping the ground where your brother stood that your brother rolled with all his might.

Somehow, make sure your brother avoided his nails, and I learn to relieve myself.

At the same time, I had to understand that there would be no more.

Your brother's movements were unlikely to have been fatally injured, but they were never damaged.

Seeing your brother's movements earlier, I understand.

Unless you can chant "Heels," but as far as the earlier movements are concerned, I don't think your brother has enough room left to avoid Fenrill's attack anymore.

... Still, I still didn't come to Fenrir.

The distance between me and Fenrill had shrunk considerably thanks to my continued desperate run.

But as I run, I understand.

As it is, when Fenrill's nails rip your brother's body off before I get there.

Dozens of meters to Fenrill.

─ ─ That's why there was no way I could give up.

Fenrill's movements seem slow somehow in a field of view that is either acid deprived or fatigued, or rushed or narrowed.

In my head like that, all sorts of thoughts were messed up and messed up.

The words of Mr. Sieg, who prepared himself to be targeted by Rich and told me to go help my brother, are repeated over and over in his head.

I guess Mr. Sieg was also watching where your brother was cut by an orga then.

Still, Mr. Sieg had acted to help his brother without hesitation.

Like me, you wouldn't have realized your brother hadn't given up.

Believing your brother was alive, he made my way while putting himself in danger.

And I'm not sure, but for some reason, Hanzam helped me, too.

I don't know why you helped me.

But I should thank you, and I want to know why.

At that time, I absolutely hate not having your brother.

And most importantly, the words I once told your brother did not allow me to give up.

The woman I can count on, I've already been scattered reminded that those words are chronic.

Still, if your brother dined this far, I wanted to at least respond to that.

I decided to be your brother's partner.

I run as hard as I can, dragging my body through feeling tired, knowing I won't make it.

─ ─ Narsena, your skills are extremely powerful.

It was then that Mr. Ronald's words came back to life when he worked himself out.

I can vividly recall why that sight, which I only vaguely remembered because of its extreme state.

─ ─ That's why you should train your vegan flesh. Skills are indeed a powerful weapon, but they never grow in themselves. Only by improving the way skills are handled can humans grow.

Training with Mr. Ronald even reminds me of working out my body.

It was a pretty tough workout, but I also had the talent to move my body, and I was praised by Mr. Ronald.

There's just one thing I have that I can't even tell you.

- What a shame. I didn't think it would be strange for you to do this either. No, isn't that so easy to do? Originally, human beings can only strengthen their bodies if they are of good quality. It was easy, that healer boy was just crazy.

It's like Ronald's words, which I don't even know what triggered it, and he tells me he's confused, echo in the back of his brain.

─ ─ If you can handle physical enhancement without skills, you will be able to demonstrate the same abilities as a superior adventurer.

It's like the past, a force that didn't even know what triggered it.

But that didn't matter now.

"... if that's all there is to it"

Just do it, because it's about.

Already from the top of my full strength, I will further strengthen my body.

No, I'm just trying, I'm not really done.

That was too unscrupulous a way, and I still had the confidence to succeed in strengthening my body.

─ ─ Because ever since I came to Labyrinth City, I've been spending a lot of time watching that example.

Successful healer boy for what I couldn't easily do.

I used to tighten it out of my head as if I wasn't interested, but now I can easily tell who that is.

He said he was a brother who was desperately working out because of his promise to me.

It should have been only four months before your brother had Mr. Larma mentor you.

Nonetheless, your brother who accomplished what I couldn't do over the years is definitely amazing.

Still, your brother remained a defect healer.

Even if I work out that much, I can't use it other than Heels.

On top of that, your brother is so strong because he didn't give up.

I notice my body gradually accelerating further as I run with the feeling of pouring everything in and strengthening it.

Clearly, I am aware that I am growing up and that is why your brother's back feels too far away and laughs bitterly.

"... it's far away"

It won't be my fault that I feel like I can show you the difference with your brother for every step I take.

Really, I can't imagine when the hell I'll catch up.

Still, I decided not to give up, so I run.

Because one day, I decided I would definitely stand next to you.

"So I won't let you die"

If you noticed, the distance to Fenrill, who shook his nails up at me and your brother, was only a few moments away.

That's when I realize, that at some point my body is running at a rate that is not comparable to before.

At that moment, my body was getting ready to kick.

On the verge, Fenrill notices me, but it was too late.

"Get away from your brother, get away!

And my full kick slammed into Fenrill's body......