The Saint’s Magic Power is Omnipotent (WN)

After a short walk, the interval between encountering demons gradually became shorter.

If you look around, you can see that everyone's expression is different from the previous one and the tension is increasing.

It is the deepest part of the West Forest that is on its way.

The other squads just have different paths, and the destination seems to be the same.

And the closer you get to the deepest part, the stronger the demon becomes.

At the prior meeting, that's what I heard.

That's right.

But that wasn't all.

As we progressed, the battle, which had previously ended in a short amount of time, gradually became prolonged.

One encounter at a time begins to encounter the herd, and even more so, new demons come and go while they are defeating one herd.

More people got hurt, and I was shabby, too, chanting 'heels' and supporting them more.

Perhaps it is the special training gift of the division chief who is able to move that much in his first crusade.

The knights and the captain are protecting me, and I think I can stay calm without panic because I only need support from the rear that won't get the damage.

Speaking of scary, I'm a little scared.

"That's a sudden increase. Was it like this during the previous crusade?

During the battle, the division leader opened his mouth with a glance as if he had found something of interest.

That question is answered by the Captain, who was preparing for the next battle.

"That's right. The further back you go, the worse it gets."

"Heh."

The division leader narrows his eyes and laughs funny as he licks his lips.

I kind of feel like I should not have switched it on.

As soon as I thought so, the magic activated continuously and the demons that were coming this way were cleaned up at once.

The killer is the division leader.

I've never seen anything like it activated in a row at this speed before.

Is this the speed with which the magic manipulation has been extremed?

A little surprised.

"Looks like something's going on back there."

"Oh. Even the Knights decided that, and this time we're going to the deepest part."

"Really? I wonder what's going on?

Seeing as the division chief looks like he's having fun, the look on the witches' faces is in some giving up mode.

Oh, you've got a switch you shouldn't have.

That's the same look as when you're talking about my magic.

The magicians' stories say that the division chief who did this cannot be stopped.

I understand that too, so I solemnly followed the knights on foot.

"'Reflections'"

Move on as you defeat the demon.

In several battles, he uttered a 'reflex' that stretched a reflective barrier to prevent an imminent demonic attack on the knight.

Demonic attacks are blocked by the barrier and their damage is reflected.

And where the demon was frightened, the knight's attack was decided.

I was able to activate it at a good time.

When one was satisfied, a voice hung from the division leader.

"That was a good time."

"Thank you"

I'm a little happy to be praised.

It's just for a moment that I'm happy to be there, and I'll be on the move soon.

Because if you stay in the same place, the demons will come by.

The interval between the end of the battle and the start of the next battle is considerably shorter, either because it has already come near the deepest point.

I have no heart or the air around me is getting more and more starving, I sweat my back slightly and my clothes are sticking up and uncomfortable.

The captain said that this unpleasant feeling of air was due to a thickening of temper.

This is what I'm worried about.

They say the more you go in the back of the woods, the stronger your temper gets.

And when we reached the deepest point, the knight who was leading the way said, "What?" I heard him squeal.

It seems that the voice was heard by someone other than me, and the captain of the regiment and division went to the head.

I'm a step behind, too, and then I follow.

The place, called the deepest part of the earth, was covered, and we stood on top of it, looking down at the deepest part.

In the deepest depths there was something like a black marsh.

The question is, is there one demon after another coming out of that swamp?

"What the hell is that?"

"Well. What is it?

With a rugged face, the captain and the division chief look at the swamp.

Due to the distance from the swamp, we haven't noticed any demons springing up and coming out here yet.

But we were both talking down because if we raised our voices, they would notice us.

I lurk my breath too and look around the swamp softly from behind the two of them.

The gushing demon doesn't seem to start traveling right away, but seems to stay around the swamp for a while.

Around the swamp, there are many demons hissing at considerable density.

If one of them finds out, they'll propagate one after the other to all the demons here.

I want you to stop that for a second.

It will be tough to deal with this amount, no matter how strong the commander or division chief is.

Imagine that, my body trembled unexpectedly.

Yeah, you're definitely gonna die, aren't you?

But the more I look at it, the creepier it is.

Looking at the black, cloudy swamp, I feel somewhat uncomfortable with my chest as no longer.

It's called color, it's called demons gushing, it's not a normal swamp, no matter how you look at it.

He's also the first to see that swamp, and he doesn't seem to know what it is.

Hmm.

As we approached the deepest depths, it seemed to be getting thicker, but you wouldn't tell me that the swamp was made of rage, would you?

Thinking about the swamp, the two people in front looked back.

He was a division chief and division chief who was talking about something while looking at the swamp, but he's finished talking.

Instructions are given to step back with a hand gesture.

I silently gave instructions because some of the demons that were around the swamp have moved to this one.

I slowly lowered back so as not to make any noise either.

Screaming from the direction of progress was only a short time after that.

If you stare forward, you will see a faintly orange light.

What the hell is that?

The moment I thought so, I saw the flames rise and swallow the knight who was before me.

Hey, that doesn't suck!?

"Coming!!!

I didn't know what to do, and when I was horny, now I heard the captain screaming from behind.

Looking back, I can see a few demons that were around the swamp moving this way.

Could it have been noticed in the forward noise?

My spine freezes.

"Looks like a salamander over there."

"Huh?"

Soon the division chief who had come next door shrugged.

Apparently, a salamander showed up ahead.

The flames earlier seem to have been thrown up by that salamander.

White light shined forward and I saw the sorcerer cast a restorative magic.

Next door, the division chief is also magically attacking demons coming from the rear.

Yeah, not if I'm blurry, too.

Looking forward, a magician was stopping by the side of someone who had just been caught in flames to hang his healing magic.

The knight seems to have stamped some kind of barrier on his knees, and although he has been injured, he seems to be alive.

I also use magic to activate the 'heel' as I did when I healed the site defect.

The cheer showed that it seemed to have healed properly.

He continues to hang 'heels' on the other knights.

Don't forget to support the rear.

A magician was concentrating ahead because he walked towards the deepest part and encountered a salamander where he flipped.

Because of this, there are fewer magicians in the rear, so there is less trouble recovering than in the front.

The division leader seems to hang healing magic between attack magic as well, but given the efficiency, it would be better if I had healing magic.

As such, the adhesive state continued for a while.

Looks like the salamander in front of us is still stuck.

At the rear, demons are defeated one after the other because of the high firepower people, such as the commander of the regiment and division.

Seems like an endless gush from the swamp comes one after the other, though.

You don't have to worry about depleting your MP while you have the potion in hand, but you're sure to get jilli poor as it is.

That wasn't just me, it was what I felt around me.

Evidence of his impatience will also be that he always hears "shit" and stuff from polite verbal division chiefs.

I get sore around my stomach.

At that time, he said from behind, "Dangerous!" I heard a voice.

Looking back, the fireball released from the salamander was looming in front of me.

Wait a minute!

I don't have time to cast magic, and the next division chief is handling it backwards, and I can't handle this one in time.

From afar, he said, "Say!" I also heard the captain scream.

For a moment, I felt like I saw everything in slow motion and I saw a running light.

At the next moment, there was flutter and cold air, and a wall of ice taller than mine stood in front of me.

I raised my arms to cover my face, but the fireball seemed to have been held back by the ice wall.

Water vapor drifts around.

The division leader grabbed my arm when I lost my mind and was about to enter the spot.

"Not yet. Stand tight."

"Yes, sir"

"Apparently, the magic of hair decoration has been activated."

"Hair decorations?

"The hair ornament you're wearing now, it's a magic gift, isn't it?

I remember being told.

The hair decorations I'm wearing now were given to me by the Captain.

As I was told, it was magically granted.

It worked like this...

You saved me thanks to the captain.

Her chest warmed gently and she squeezed her hand gently against her chest.

When I managed to stand on my own feet and correct my posture, the division leader took his hand off my arm.

They decided it was okay if I didn't have to support them anymore.

The division leader immediately returned to battle.

I guess it's because the situation around us still doesn't allow predictions.

And I don't have a kiri.

The rear demons are still gushing uninterrupted.

If we don't do something about the swamp, this situation won't change.

On the contrary, someone is going to lose their life one day.

Even the fireball right now, if it was the first time, someone in the knight would have prevented it and it would never have reached me.

Magically recovering health will not restore you to mental fatigue.

Everyone is gradually losing focus and making scratches more often.

What am I supposed to do?

All I can do is cast restorative magic?

That kind of crosses my mind while I support it.

I want to do something about that swamp.

Otherwise......

"Captain!"

I'm annoyed by the knight's voice.

When I glanced at the one who spoke, I saw the head of the regiment shaking about under the attack of a black wolf-like demon.

The captain stopped immediately, but another black wolf strikes there.

No, stop it!

The next moment, something overflowed from me.

Overflowing was the golden magic seen in the lab.

The magic reaches under the captain, who is quickly away.

The black wolf that hung on the captain became black smoke from where he touched my magic, swallowed by a golden running stream and scratched it off.

The head of the distracted facial expression looks back at this one.

Not just the captain, but the others as well.

Of course I'm surprised, too.

What is this?

Isn't anything too awesome?

The magic that overflows from me doesn't stop, even while I'm stunned.

The golden magic spread further around without losing its momentum.

It still occurred abruptly, but if this condition...

I put my hands together in front of my chest and prayed, as I did when I activated them in the lab.

Please, while I want the demons and swamps to disappear.

So the speed at which the magic spread further increased.

The golden swallows spread over the ground, swallowing salamanders, demons around swamps, and even swamps.

The surgery activated where it covered all of the swamp, and the light bounced.

By the time the sparkling gold particles came down from the sky, all the demons and swamps that were around disappeared, and there was just a forest there.

"It's over...?

"Sounds like it."

When the division chief replied to the squeal of the division chief, the knights, who were suddenly standing up, also understood the situation.

Wow, the cheer echoed on one side.