[ Basic skill ‘Healing Lv.67( 10)’ activates.]
The blood on the cadet’s arm stopped and the wound healed in an instant.
Co on, look. This is my healing that has reached the level of advanced skills by leveling up!
“Oh, my God!”
“Oh my God, such a heal…!”
As expected, the response was enthusiastic. In particular, Joachim was speechless with his mouth wide open. I smiled and greeted everyone.
“Hello. I’m a healer. Would you like to go with ?”
“! !”
“Take , please!”
People lined up behind the cadet. Everyone except Joachim.
[‘The Troubled Architect of the Tower of Trials’ hates unnecessary party formation.]
The architect grumbled, expressing his tendency to play solo.
“Wh-what…”
Joachim, who had been supported until a second ago and was suddenly abandoned, had a bewildered face.
“What, no, thi-this is absurd…Cog!”
“Priest, too~.”
Soone tackled Joachim on the shoulder as they walked past him, in a very deliberate manner.
No one ca forward to support him as he collapsed.
“Ho-how could you do this to …?”
That’s why you should usually do good to the people around you so that you won’t dig your own grave.
This isn’t even worth sympathizing with.
“I need to treat your injuries. I’ll see you one by one.”
“Oh my god! Does a Priest even heal wounds like this?”
“The priest over there told to endure it unless I broke a bone because it was a waste of divine power….”
“After all, strong people are different!”
“Look at the healing speed. You are so fast that no one can compare!”
If Joachim slaps, I should hit an uppercut.
The subjugation mbers poured out praises for , demonstrating their ability to comfort and soothe Joachim.
“These people…until now, you were begging for my heals…!”
Joachim’s face turned red, he is unlikely to be good at controlling his anger.
If, so.
“Ah, it’s taking a long ti and it’s cumberso to go through the injuries one by one. I will treat you all at once!”
Flash!
I was annoyed, so I activated the area heal ‘Healing Field’…
“Gasp!”
“Oh my god!”
“Wow!”
A brilliant light emitted by advanced skills and a holy breeze that engulfs my body as the caster.
The divine power overflowing in full overwheld the surroundings.
Yes, that’s what I was aiming for.
Everyone’s injuries were healed at the sa ti and cheers erupted from all over.
“….”
Joachim had beco calm before he knew it. His face color was also back to an ordinary skin color that seed to be able to control his anger well.
And after a while.
“Oh, Sister!”
Joachim shoved the others and ran towards .
“I almost didn’t recognize you because you weren’t wearing a priest’s uniform! Oh, my God, I should have noticed!”
“….”
“Since a Sister with strong divine power has co as a healer, I have to assist. Please, Sister, heal as much as you like and leave all miscellaneous things like detoxification and immunity to . Right?”
“….”
“Oh, you don’t like it? Uh, uh, well, then……! Should I do all the healing by myself? I, I will squeeze my divine power! Uh, sohow and, erm, I’ll do it all by myself! Sister just needs to supervise!”
“….”
I didn’t even say a word. What’s with this result?
Seeing Joachim actively claiming to be a healing battery, the subjugation crew murmured.
“I’ve never seen Priest Joachim crouch like that.”
“How can a person be so different….”
Joachim must be desperate in his own way, after all, this is a situation where a high-grade compatible healer appeared to replace him.
If he doesn’t act like he has an iron plate for a face to get a secondary healer position, at the least, he’ll be thrown out of the subjugation squad.
I looked at the subjugation leader with a sense of handing over the decision-making authority. The quick-witted Joachim was quick to flatter the leader as well.
“I will report to the Vatican about the unexpected accident that happened earlier, Leader!”
“…The more healers, the better. We would appreciate it if both of you would join us.”
A decision was made. Then it’s ti for a simple introduction.
“I am Anne, the subjugation commander of the ‘Pure Gold Apples’.”
“I’m Kyle, a subjugation mber.”
“I’m Kana, his little sister. I belong to the sa Guild.”
“My na is Seijin, a wizard who ca in as a rcenary.”
“You can call Ray.”
“My na is Ash.”
“It’s Frese.”
“I am your trusted brother, Joachim!”
For so reason, there was an atmosphere where only the na was revealed without the last na. maybe because we would be together for a little ti.
Then too.
“I’m Ellet. Please feel free to talk comfortably with .”
A total of nine people, including myself, started moving.
Exit gates in the dungeon are randomly generated and then disappear. Unfortunately, the system map didn’t show the gate, so I had no choice but to diligently move my feet to find it.
While walking through the cave passage, Joachim kept pretending to be friendly.
“Sister Ellet, how did you co to be alone in such a shabby place?”
“It just happened.”
“What about your party? Where have all the subjugation crews who have to risk their lives to protect the Healers gone? What disgrace they are!”
“I don’t have any.”
“What? You don’t have a party? In this S-class dungeon…?”
Not only Joachim, but so of the subjugation mbers looked at with surprise.
“Is it possible that Sister also got caught up in a dungeon sink like and ca here?”
A little child in a brown ponytail, who had been walking close to since before, interrupted.
She threw in a nice setting, so I decided to use it.
“Yes. I got caught up in a dungeon sink. Frese must have been like that.”
“Yes. I was obviously lying in bed to sleep, but when I opened my eyes, I felt a strange feeling, and suddenly there were a lot of slis around.”
A world where you fall into a dungeon sink while sleeping. As expected, the survival difficulty is S-class.
Of course, this is also an extrely unfortunate case.
Suddenly, a little question ca to mind.
“You ca alone, there was no one else?”
“Yes. I was alone.”
“Then, how could you walk among the slis…?”
“I was struggling with being buried, but this Uncle here saved !”
The person nominated was the cadet who identified himself as Ray in the introductions. He flinched and muttered as if he was very upset.
“Why am I an uncle, and she’s the older sister…?”
“Yes, Frese. Please also call the aspiring knight here your brother. There is not much of an age difference.”
“…Are you defending ?”
“My brother is also a cadet at the military academy. We can’t just let this injustice go.”
“Right.”
But Frese was stubborn.
“But you are wearing the uniform of the Knights Academy. When my dad went to the military academy, he was already old. Military academy Cadet Uncle!”
“Ugh.”
This world or that world, everything seems an…
I offered my deepest condolences.
“Uh, um, would you like to call you Brother as well?”
“No, it’s fine.”
“Yes.”
There seed to be so kind of empathy now, I’ll take this ti to ask you a question.
“Cadet Ray, I have a question for you…”
“You seem curious about . I’m a graduate of the 117th class of the military academy, and currently on a one-year knight training trip to receive a knighthood according to the custom. I applied as a rcenary to the ‘Pure Gold Apple’ subjugation team to earn money for travel.”
“I see. Congratulations on your graduation.”
“Thank you. It seems like it’s been a while since I got pure well intended congratulations.”
“I can feel the sorrow of a second son. You must have been compared to the top a lot.”
“…Right. After all, I was labeled as second place, so even if I stood still, I was often compared to the first place, I finished second until graduation. Sigh…”
“Oh, but that’s not what I was going to ask.”
“Oh, really? So what were you trying to ask?”
“The cadet must be a nobleman. Your manner is quite easy to see at first glance.”
“Ah…”
I thought he would co out shalessly, but Ray made excuses with an embarrassed face.
“That’s because I’m not used to respectful words to people other than my parents.”
“Really? You must have t a lot of other nobles at the military academy. Did you have a good relationship with your classmates?”
“Yes! Everyone has a higher status than …Well, no. More than that.”
Ray tried to turn his words.
“You said that your brother was also a cadet at the military academy. It could be soone I know.”
“Oh, co to think of it, my older brother also graduated this year. He must be a graduate student from the sa year as Cadet Ray.”
“Really? What’s his na?”
Discovering traces of alumni in a foreign country creates a sense of joy that was not seen before. Ray’s eyes lit up.
But.
“Frintz. He gave a speech as a representative of the graduates.”
“…”
Why did his expression harden the mont I said my brother’s na?
“F… Frintz?”
“Yes.”
“Your brother is called…Frintz?”
“Is there sothing wrong…?”
“Oh, no. Nothing.”
But, that’s not a face that says it’s nothing?
Why are you doing this? My brother isn’t the type of person to ss around with others? He’s kind, smart, and good-looking, so he’s a likable type right?
Then Ray looked at and muttered sothing.
“Co to think of it, you have pink hair …”
His eyes fluttered wildly.
When I was about to ask why the hell he was doing that. Suddenly, Ray opened a quiet distance from .
“Excuse …?”
“I-I’m sorry. I am allergic to pink hair. I need you to stay away from .”
“….”
I wondered if it was a la excuse, but he was acting like soone with an allergy.
< My goodness, now I’m seeing all sorts of things. He’s quite the weirdo.>
[‘The Troubled Architect of the Tower of Trials’ advises to not stay too close.]
I was grateful to Agnes and the architect for being on my side.
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