The Strongest Level 0 Aikido Practitioner, Now, Here I Come to a Different World!

"Heh, heh, heh, heh. Doctor, I did it."

"Huh? Hey! Frem, what's wrong with that?

To Frem's too worn out coming out of the temple, Peach raised his voice of surprise and Rosa was also bluing her face.

Returning Flem lets his legs snap, about to fall at the front, but Nagare, standing in the front, takes it.

"Are you okay, Frem?

"Shh, Doctor, heh, this, about, is fine. I'm your best apprentice."

Frem laughing and stating his strengths with nicari. My comrades, gathered around me, looked worried about my condition.

"Is this okay with your eyes?

Ask no one as Mai shows her painful face.

"Right. Apparently, they were good at handling flames, but I was fortunate that Flem was also able to heat them up by adjusting their body temperature. The eyeballs don't seem to be a problem. The general burns are quite painful, but the treatment with Rosa and Aika will make it possible to heal them completely."

It was Nagare who answered it, somewhat touching Flem's body but diagnosing it as sufficiently treatable.

"Okay! Then I will magically treat eye burns and large burns all over my body, so Ica asks me to treat the fine areas."

"Yes, Master!

Listening to Nagare and putting Flem to bed on the spot, Rosa and Aika immediately entered the treatment with Holy Magic.

The two breaths fit inside, and Flem's wounds are slowly healing.

"Flem, I'm glad it doesn't seem more important than it looks."

"... single cell but sturdy body"

"So, who's carbonated? Gora! Ouch!?"

Flem yells at Bitchet's same story, but it seems to have stained the wound. And subtly wrong.

"Look, Flem, I'm not impotent because I haven't finished my treatment yet."

"Chip, wow."

To Flem like that, Rosa looks at her eyes like a jerk, as if the mother were paying attention to her child.

Couscous, and Aika smiled at the way it looked.

"Some master seems to be Mr. Flem's guardian."

"If that's the case, he's a pretty handy kid."

"So, who's the kid!

Rosa replies with a bitter smile to the impression Aika feels.

Frem complaining about it, but the area not seen in the wind of being a lover is in a way a boulder.

"Phew, it seemed tough when I first saw it, but if this is all you can talk about, it doesn't seem like a problem."

"It was a loss to worry about."

"Well, you're not going to die if you kill me, are you?"

"Oh. you guys......"

Furthermore, even Ex, the Megmi, Peach and Holy Sword, show such attitudes as where to worry until earlier.

It is a flem that unwittingly narrows its eyes and lifts its eyebrows.

A little laughter arose around the back of Frem's feelings.

That said, this was also determined to be sufficiently treatable by Flem, but it would be because. It is also greater that the person is better than I thought.

After fifteen minutes, Flem's burns had become almost inconspicuous. Still, there is still pain that cannot be seen from the outside, so it seems to take a little longer to treat, including the area, but it has already recovered to the point where it is okay to move the posture somewhat.

"So, would you like me to help you a little?"

"Huh! Do you have a teacher!?"

"That said, I'm more of a masseuse than a treatment for an injury. Apparently you are also quite tired in the current battle, so you should loosen it up somewhat"

And Nagare rubs Flem's body loose, though.

"Ha, teacher's hand, it feels good to be limp"

"... how busy it is to get a Nagare massage on your flem"

"Something about that look is quite annoying there, too."

"Well, Flem, it's part of the treatment, and whatever you want, give me two massages."

"... Give it to me"

"Smash it!"

"Gaffoon!?"

It is Kyle blown away by an intense blow by Bitchet and Peach.

"Mai, please treat me..."

"I'm sorry, you're out of practice."

Nickle and a smile. That's Mai, who refused lightly.

"Doctor, now something is warm and pleasant..."

…………

"Aika, something's red on your face, but are you okay?

"Huh? No, no, no! I'm not thinking about something dirty, Master!

"Huh? Are you sure you're okay?

Rosa looks at Aika in a sudden panic with wonder. That said, I'm pretty sure the fever isn't physical.

"But you're cooling it down first and then warming it up."

"Because you had quite a bit of heat due to the burns. I cooled that down and normalized it first. Once I cooled it down, I switched it up because it would be more efficient to massage it while warming it up."

"Huh, you got a lot going on."

"Right. Flem, too, is good because your flames have passed on to them this time, but they could also come out in the future that are not. One massage. It is very necessary to respond ad hoc to cool and warm depending on the situation, so Flem will also need to adapt flexibly depending on the situation."

"Ad hoc, flexible…"

"Yes, sometimes to do that, you might need to try to deny your previous thoughts once, reverse your ideas, etc."

Listen to Nagare, I see, and roaring Frem. It will be possible to overcome it even while making up for the missing parts if the situation is such that we will always fight our fellow citizens in future battles.

And if it's a party, it can also be described as an ideal form. Still, it is often the case that one-on-one battles are inevitable.

This is especially true if you are a warrior prone to battle like Flem.

This time, for example, would be the best example of this. At that time, we don't talk about giving up without thinking we have no hitters.

That's why Flem also requires a certain amount of thought. Even in that sense, this trial would be a good opportunity.

Even for one Ironseed battle in the Eighth Temple, Flem showed considerable growth.

However, I am also certain that I still see an attitude of pushing forcefully through.

Nagare didn't labor or praise Flem cheaply here either because she didn't want him to get on as well as he won this fight.

Because that's what I felt when I dared to poke the challenge where I was relaxed by the massage.

Instead, Flem should have enough temper to win and tighten his helmet.

So Flem's injuries heal, and let him resume his journey to the next temple where his body is somewhat relaxed.

Huh? Already? And Flem laughed bitterly, but he couldn't even relax much, so I let him tell me.

Especially at the beginning. Only a little bit of the load was moved without hanging. Because it also leads to stretching.

So before Frem even knew it, he removed his fatigue, and moved again, loading it up.

"Huh, this is the seventh temple."

say as Peach wipes his sweat. Compared to the first one, I'm getting used to it a lot. I guess that's how good I've been at the delicate treatment of magic.

"Well, who's going to try next?"

"Right, Mr. Peach and Mr. Flem just fought."

"I think I should go now, though. I'm gonna bang you down with magic!

Peach said as he boomed and swung his wand.

Rosa laughing bitterly watching it.

"... No, I'm coming here."

But it was Mai who raised his name there.

"Huh? Mai, are you okay?

"... it's okay and nothing, because it's about Nagare, so you're gonna turn me in about once later, right?

"You're sharp on boulders."

Says Nagare, laughing in a flash. My eyes resent me anyway.

"I knew it... then it would be harder after all. Well, you should try first in week two."

"...... but still this is the seventh temple. The more you go upstairs, the stronger they are supposedly, but will you be okay?

"Ugh, yeah, yeah, right. And I'm worried."

Heradonna told me to care about Mai. Heradonna going relentlessly to kill Nagare opponents, but I guess there are a lot of things I think about Mai.

And Aika is still worried about her.

"I know how you feel."

"Then you go, die."

A relentless attack on the neck and heart by Heradonna! But Nagare recieved.

"So here's one. Let's see if Mai can make it through this trial."

"Huh? You're not gonna tell me to fight Nagare, are you?

"... it's such a trial that we can no longer talk about it in a temple like this"

"You're a lass boss when you get there."

It's like saying, "Fight the demon gods naked."

"You can't do that to me!

It is certainly a story that the trials themselves will no longer matter, such as fighting Nagare. Even Megumi handles Lasbos, and the analogy of peaches is inside terrible.

"No, I'm not fighting. The important thing is, has Mai thought about Satoru so far?"

"Yes?"

My cheeks stained red on Nagare's remarks.