The Wrong Way to Use Healing Magic

Even now, I can vividly recall the scene of their death.

To be honest, for a while after they died, I was in the depths of disappointment and despair.

I was angry at myself and at Nero for being so inexperienced in everything.

And the hatred for the demon tribe that was constantly welling up.

At one time, I had foolishly thought of going straight into the demon king's territory and killing all the demon tribe...

If I had done so, I would have fallen into the outcasts without a doubt.

The reason why I was able to stay on, even though my mental condition at the time was such that I could have committed such a cruel act, was because of the dying words of Aul, who was my second in command. I guess.

He was mortally wounded by Nero's magic sword, but he spoke these words.

.

The voice was uttered in a state where it was no longer certain whether he could hear.

As I struggled to cast a healing spell on her, she smiled at me in an out-of-place, gentle way, and at the very end, she left behind a curse that would never disappear.

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Those words held me together.

Being the person they had always wanted me to be was the only thing I could do now that I had survived.

They would have laughed when they saw me trying to take revenge.

They would have laughed like fools, saying, "It's not like you to do such a thing.

That's why I decided to live my life so that I could show my face to them, and created a rescue group.

Not to stop at the past, but to move forward..,

"Looozz!"

"Looozz?"

Nero's angry voice jolts me back to reality.

Yeah, we're in the middle of a fight.

Nero approaches with a skidding motion on the ground, his fists ready.

This is my second fight with Nero Agence.

I am surprised at how calm I am again, even though at one time I was so consumed with the desire to kill him that I was ready to reap his life.

I dodge the continuous blows of the wind with my hand, and I charge at Nero.

The one thing I have to keep in mind when I fight him is to never hit him with the magic sword.

"Hmph!"

I hit him with my back fist on the belly of the sword as it swings at his torso and forcefully deflect it away from him.

The blade of wind from the tip of the sword flies far backward, crashing into the tornado that surrounds us, and a huge gust of wind blows up from behind us.

Once we have stopped it, it is not enough.

Nero comes at us with a flowing sword slash.

"...... you are still relying on your magic sword.

He crushes the attacker's attack, plays the belly of the sword with his fist, and simply avoids the attack.

This alone will save you from being hit by the sword itself, but the demon in front of you is not an easy opponent to deal with.

As I was dealing with the sword while retreating backward, Nero turned his palm and released a gust of wind.

"Ha!"

"Ha!"

The sudden wind blows me backward.

As soon as I regain my stance in the air and land on the ground, I am hit by a huge blade of wind that is closing in on me.

A slash of the wind by the system reinforcement!???We have to avoid this. ......!

He leaps on the spot and avoids the blade of wind.

However, as I flew into the air, Nero, who already had his sword at his hip, was about to charge at me.

"OHHH!"

Nero roared as his eyes widened and he unleashed his sword with magic power.

My torso was shocked, and the magic power contained in the sword was released as a dazzling sword, lacerating my entire body.

However, my torso is still connected.

"Don't get carried away ......!"

What the hell?

How many times have I seen your sword ......????What?"

Nero's eyes widen as I clamp down on the belly of the sword with my fists.

His mouth is twisted into a smile as he uses healing magic to heal all the wounds on his body.

"Are you laughing while covered in blood, you monster? ......!"

I'm the one under attack. You have to take a little bit of that too!

Both men swing their right arms wide as they land on the ground, hooking their sword arms around each other's necks and slamming them to the ground.

"d*mn ......!"

Naturally, he knows that he is unharmed by the wind armor.

But that too... just rip it off.

He forcibly grabs the ankle and, swinging it carelessly, slams it into the raised ground created by Nero himself.

With each smack, a single lump of earth bursts into pieces.

Despite the impact, Nero does not let go of the sword in his hand and cheekily tries to suppress the impact by applying wind magic to the dirt.

He raises his cheeks and slams Nero into the last clodhopper with even more force, then throws him down and kicks him in the gut as he writhes from the impact.

"Hey!"

---!"

Nero is blown away, and we watch him go.

From the feeling I get, it seems he couldn't break through the wind armor.

It's definitely more solid than before.

"...... Is it because of what just happened?"

The technique he used when he beat up Nero who was talking nonsense about hating him.

I tried it just to see if it would work, but it was unexpectedly effective on Nero, which was unexpected even to me.

This made Nero even more wary of me, and he changed his wind armor into something more solid.

However, it also meant that I could penetrate Nero's armor by using this technique.

"You really are an unpredictable guy, ......usato."

I smile, remembering that guy who is not here.

--- If it were true, he would have been the last.

The first thing I wanted when I created the rescue team was a healing wizard who could act in my place in case of emergency.

A man who would not die.

A healer like me.

But that plan failed miserably.

Simply because none of the healing wizards could keep up with the training required to reach the standard of a target healing wizard.

Just when I was about to give up, I found Usato.

"......Ha"

I remember the way Usato looked at me with a rebellious glint in his eyes in the midst of a training session that would have made anyone break down and run away.

At that time, I was surprised at him.

I had thought that he was just a kid, that he would start crying and run away right away, but he turned out to be a very funny guy. It's impossible not to be surprised by this.

I guess that's when it started.

As I tried to follow the words of the awls and keep moving forward aimlessly, I decided on a predetermined goal: .......

Usato, you moved my time. Not you and your friends, but you.

I mutter this to myself without anyone hearing me.

They pushed me to stand still in the past.

And Usato pointed the way for me as I moved forward aimlessly.

"Rose ......!"

It's time to end this. Nero Agence."

Standing just beyond the blowing dust cloud is the figure of Nero, who is blowing even harder than before.

Still unharmed, he swings his tightly clenched sword to the side, as if to deny my words.

"No, it's not over. ......!???Our fight is still going on since that time ......!"

"Then it's even more important that we end it."

This is one of the many paths I could have taken.

He has turned his remorse for forcing my men to die into an obsession to fight me.

He is trying so hard to fight, believing that by doing so, he can reward those who have died.

Maybe that's why I can understand his struggle so easily.

Still unable to admit it, Nero begins to draw in the wind around him as he cloaks his sword with magical power.

"......It looks like they're serious too.

Probably, he can't stop the sword and prevent it like he did before.

But even if my attack is successful, my wind armor will block it.

"I'll finish him off with a single blow ......?"

I have to make sure that the wind armor is destroyed and then strike with my fist. To do that, we have to stop him directly so that he can't escape with wind magic.

I decide what to do, and pour magic power into my right arm.

I hold my right fist in the air as I squeeze it toward Nero.

"......"

"......"

We stare at each other in an eerie silence.

The only sound is the wind howling from the tornado...and then Nero, lowered, makes his move.

The wind is so powerful that it could be mistaken for an explosion of air, pushing Nero toward us. The magic swords in his hands are held in the upper position, as if he intends to cut me in two.

I saw this and let out a short breath, then bit my teeth and took a half-step forward..,

"??Gghh......!"

--I caught the base of Nero's magic sword with my left shoulder.

As soon as he felt the sword digging into his shoulder and recognized the pain on his skin, he reacted by grabbing the hilt of the sword with both of Nero's hands with his left arm.

"You took a blade to yourself, ......????Are you crazy?

"Apparently, this was the only way to hit you directly, ......!???Now you can't escape, can you?"

Blood pours from his shoulder, which has been cut about halfway through the sword, and drips onto the ground.

I've got a wound that can't be healed with healing magic, but it's a small price to pay if I can beat this guy. ......!

With his left hand, he clamps down on Nero's hands, and squeezes his right arm, which had been filled with power and magic, wide open.

"This is the skill of my prized apprentice. Take it!"

Usato's technique of daring the outburst of magic power.

He treated it as a risk-free technique by using a special cage hand, but it is a technique that I, a fellow healing magician, can also perform.

I strike my fist with a step so hard that the ground cracks open.

As soon as our fists made contact, I unleashed all the magic power I had in my fists, and the impact released with the fresh blood from my fists destroyed Nero's wind armor, and I hit his bare flesh with my fists with all my might.

"Gah ......!"

Nero's body is bent over and his grip on the sword weakens.

Regardless of this, I firmly hold Nero's body in place and start to run, pushing out my fist as I go.

"I know you can't take this much!???I'm sorry, but I'm going to give you a thorough beating!

"G-oh-oh-oh-oh......!"

As soon as he reaches the wall created by the tornado, he swings his arm out and blasts Nero into the tornado.

Nero plunges into the tornado with such force that the huge tornado, which had caused so much harm to the surrounding area, disappears in an instant.

"...... You've come up with a hell of a move, haven't you? That guy."

Nero stares in the direction from which he was blown away, and pulls out the magic sword that is still thrust into his shoulder.

I will never forget the blood-red color of the sword.

"...... I have my own feelings about it, but I think we should destroy this thing as soon as possible."

I can't let someone pick it up and misuse it.

With a slight frown at the pain in my shoulder, I smash it as if I were stomping on it, throwing it on the ground.

I am not sure if it was protected by Nero's own magic, but I am a little surprised that it shattered so easily.

......Next is the wound on his shoulder.

"Can't you break the curse by shattering the sword? ...... As long as you don't heal this wound, your left shoulder will be useless.

As it is inevitable, it seems that the left shoulder cannot be healed until the curse that affects the wound is lifted.

He takes a bandage out of his uniform and wraps it tightly over his clothes.

This is only a first aid measure.

Normally, I have to go back to the base and heal it without healing magic, but ...... there is something I have to do first before that.

"Well, let's go check to see if we've got him.

Of course, I know he's not going to go down like that.

If he can still stand, I'll beat him to a pulp.

With this in mind, I hold my left shoulder as I walk toward the direction where Nero would have been blown away. In the middle of the road, the corpses of the demons that were brought here are left behind, and among them the corpses of demons and humans can be seen.

"......"

After closing his eyes for a few seconds, he walks again and catches sight of the soldiers of the Demon King's army in the direction from which Nero flew.

They look at each other in confusion.

They are surprised and frightened by the unexpected situation. .......

"...... what?"

There is something wrong.

They are upset that Nero was blown away by me, but they also seem to be scared by the unexpected situation.

As I stop to look at the panicking soldiers, a cloud of dust clears up ahead of us.

"Gah, gah! ......"

There is Nero, on his knees, clutching his abdomen, vomiting blood.

......He doesn't have the strength to fight any more.

He was about to approach, clenching his fists to knock him out, when Nero looked up, a puzzled look on his face, and his bloodied mouth dropped open.

"What do you mean ......!"

"What?"

It's not like him to use honorifics.

Nero looked up at the sky with a desperate look on his face and continued to speak.

"<>, what in the world do you think you are doing????Demon king!

What are you doing?

At that moment, I felt a chill unlike anything I had ever felt before.

Something is coming.

I was the first to sense where it was coming from, and immediately looked up above me... speechless.

"---"

A black pattern visible through a gap in the clouds covering the sky.

They floated in such a dense and large number that I could see them, forming a circle like a magic circle, and spreading out to cover the entire battlefield.

At the same time, I became aware that several presence that I had not felt before appeared from behind me and were approaching me.

I immediately turned around to intercept them, and what came into my sight was... a glow wolf, a monster that was supposed to be a corpse until a moment ago.

Spewing blood and moving its wounded body, it was still moving.

"The corpse is moving?"

"Gee-what?

A few glow wolves, which let out a muffled cry, walked straight past me without paying attention to me, bit Nero's armored body, which was still injured, and tried to take him somewhere.

"Demon king, sir ......!???Why!???Why!

Nero shows signs of resistance, but Growlwolf pulls him along without question.

The dead demons start to move, forcibly carrying the immobilized demons along with them.

I would like to ...... go after him, but Glow Wolf's body now has something like the same pattern engraved on it as the magic used by Nair, Usato's messenger.

"Magic. If so, that thing in the sky is ......."

When I looked up at the sky again, I saw something like light emanating from a black magic circle floating higher than the clouds.

Squinting my eyes, I recognize it faster than anyone else, and at that moment, ignoring the state of my wounds, I head at full speed for the base where my men and the healing wizard are.

"The Demon King is a huge idiot. ......!"

A fireball of magical power is shot out from the magic circle, drowning out the clouds as it falls... a fireball of such magical power that it seems ridiculous to even count it.

This battle was literally a battle in which the Demon King's army put all of its strength on the line.

If they lose, there is nothing left.

That's why the Demon Lords had to win.

In other words, whoever did this must be trying to say this.

"I won't let you win for free."

Everything will be ruined.

All the fighting, all the sacrifices, everything.

Understanding this, and so enraged that I could not even feel the pain in my shoulder, I moved to protect my allies from the threats raining down on them from overhead.