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

Finally, this is the time.

Yes, I, Laust, was convinced at a time when Narsena was in a fierce battle with Fenrill.

I was laughing, even as I kept my distance to Fenrill.

Just a step away, the body complains of severe pain.

In this state, even Fenrill's unproductive blow would be inevitable.

If Fenrir notices me now, I won't be able to resist much, and I'll die lightly.

Understanding that, I walk to Fenrill as if I didn't feel comfortable.

It's impossible for Fenrir to see himself, that's what I knew.

It's like Fenrill's attitude of not paying attention here tells the story of something I never dreamed I could move.

I laughed even deeper when I didn't use Heels until now and acted like I couldn't move.

If you use "Heels" at that point, you will miss the opportunity to defeat Fenrir in addition to being a burden on Narsena.

That's what I thought. He was right about his decision.

But I knew that Fenrir's best reason to divert consciousness from himself was not to make that decision.

─ ─ Fenrir missed consciousness from me because my relying partner would draw my full attention.

If she hadn't moved like this, my plan wouldn't have succeeded.

It was blue and white and the blood was drawn from my hands because I lost too much blood.

Fenrir didn't distract me from the attack of abandonment as he fought Narsena.

If the situation had continued as it was, I would have either lost consciousness or had no choice but to do the Heels, praying that Fenrill would not attack.

That's why I couldn't help but thank Narsena for putting all the plates in place.

Still, the fierce battle between her and Fenrill continues.

Looking at the situation alone, Fenrill looks more pressed.

But if you look at the breath-taking militants, you'll see that it's Fenrill who really dominates.

Because I know that, or I could afford Fenrill's appearance.

I respond to the onslaught without losing my calm.

Victory in a few seconds.

The certainty was in Fenrir's eyes.

─ ─ Smell the victory, without realizing that it is Narsena's aim to focus on herself alone.

Fenrill won't know.

Narsena started her onslaught shortly after I met her eyes.

After you understand what I'm after.

No matter how well Narsena goes, she doesn't think she can beat Fenrill in a short showdown.

Still, Narsena won't stop the attack because it has other purposes.

It doesn't matter if you beat Narsena.

Because at the time of responding to the onslaught, Fenrill is on Narsena's palm.

"Ha, ha, ha"

Fenrill laughs as Narsena finally falls to the ground beyond her limits and is convinced of her victory.

─ ─ Without realizing that Narsena has already achieved her purpose.

At that time, I was already right behind Fenrill.

In time for the dagger, he was capturing Fenrill's giant.

"Sorry, and thanks. Narsena."

"Fii-i-i!?"

Now I realize the presence behind me and look at Fenrir shaking my body, I think.

Narsena wonders how much she feels if she does what she says.

That you came into my party, that's about enough, I'm saved.

That's all I couldn't get tired of, and as a partner I could count on as proclaimed, it fixed the situation so far.

Then I'll have to live up to my expectations a little bit.

I swung up my dagger to Fenrir, looking back, feeling the pain in my forehead that should have subsided for a while.

There's only one blow left for me.

But I knew that was enough.

"Ahhhhhhh!

"FII-III!!"

I am in a desperate situation.

Under the imminent circumstances of the dagger, Fenrir finally realizes that he is desperately the only one who can move his forefoot... and he comes into my broken paw.

But that resistance was no longer meaningless either.

My swinging dagger easily crushes Fenrill's nails and reaches Fenrill's body without losing momentum.

And the dagger tore Fenrill's body deep.

"Fiii"

Fenrill glances at me with his eyes burning in the flames of hatred as I shed a lot of blood from my body.

But that was the last resistance Fenrill could make.

Tearing the dagger apart, Fenrill's body lays on the ground, slowly powerless.

That was Fenrill's last.

◇ ◆ ◇

From those eyes that were burning in the flames of hate, the light goes out.

It was then that I recognized Fenrir's death.

I could defeat Fenrir, even though my mouth could not be torn.

It was when I realized that I had reached my limit.

I kneel unexpectedly for the relief of being able to defeat Fenrill, or because of the physical limitations that have come upon me, when I suddenly hit my body with pain and tiredness.

"Brother......!

Myself, too, with the fatigue of the battle with Fenrir, I hear Narsena raise her voice, even though she can't stand up.

I couldn't even afford to react to that Narsena voice.

"... don't lose consciousness yet"

To the fury I hear from my surroundings, I grasp my fist so much that blood seeps in, I try to remain conscious.

Indeed, Fenrill could be defeated.

That will definitely determine the war situation to a great extent.

Still, the fight isn't over yet.

Leaving the front here is too soon.

In the first place, losing consciousness like this could kill me.

Having decided that, I forcefully pulled out an Auga dagger that was still stuck in my body.

"... Huh!

Even I, who am in pain, have the pain of screaming through my head and my drowsiness blows away for a moment.

Within that moment, I whip my moving dull body, and I manage to take out more than one demonic stone tool.

At that time, the misgrasped demon stone pieces burst to the ground, but I couldn't afford to turn my attention to them.

"Heels", "Heels"

Desperately conscious, I say "heels" to Narsena, then to myself.

"Was there in between"

The feeling of the cut wound healing with a dagger, I felt it and breathed.

Just too hurtful. In the present situation, we can't have a fight right away.

But in a little bit, we should be able to move without any problems.

Trying to get up with that in mind - the ground spread in front of me was the next moment.

"Ah, get it?

For a moment, I didn't know what had happened.

After a beat, I realize that I fell to the front.

Even the balance broke, so I tried to get my hands on the ground... and that's when I finally realized it.

For some reason, my body doesn't move.

─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─

When I managed to raise my face, Narsena, who distorted her face, was screaming something.

Despite that, I can't even recognize what you're talking about.

"What do you mean?

… I finally understood that my body was not recovering.

I didn't understand why this had happened.

Indeed, this time my wounds are heavy compared to the wounds I have ever suffered.

But if Heels is activated as usual, it's weird that it can't move.

My experience in dealing with Heels thousands of times tells me so.

Because I understood so much, I didn't understand what had happened. [M]

Even such thoughts are swallowed up in drowsiness.

"Damn......"

Even in that situation, I was desperately trying to resist.

Whipping his immobile body, he reaches for the magic props scattered all over the ground.

The battle is not over yet.

I can't stop losing consciousness here, or I'm desperate to grasp the magic prop.

But it was only for a little while that I was so excited about myself.

Even though I managed to grasp the magic stone fixture, I couldn't afford to say "heels" anymore.

All of a sudden, it was then that the ground trembled tremendously.

"... Huh!

I turn my eyes toward the vibration that won't open another half.

There he was, the giant Griffon lying on the ground.

Near there is one feather cut off, full of bodily slurs.

And on top of that giant stood Mr. Ronald with a glowing demon sword in his hand.

─ Right, did Mr. Ronald clean up the griffon, too?

The moment I realized that, I could lose the power that I desperately kept conscious of.

And it turned dark in front of me.