The Wrong Way to Use Healing Magic

It broke through the ceiling.

A body is swallowed by the rubble.

Gravity inverts, pulling me from the bottom to the top.

I do not take my eyes off of Usato, even though I am tormented by a sensation that is different from normal times.

--- When we first fought, he was a healer with an unusually hard cage hand.

He had the dynamic vision to follow my movements with his eyes, even though he was supposed to be a dark wizard specializing in physical skills.

Physical ability that surpasses even the demons.

In addition, he had a fighting style that even an idiot would never have thought of, using his own body and outbursts of magic power as weapons to "incapacitate his opponents while healing them".

He heals and stuns the enemy he is supposed to defeat.

He probably avoids killing his opponents.

But do you think that's shameful?

Do you scoff at him as a half-wit who is not prepared to kill?

No, no.

Words spewed from such superficial feelings cannot put into words the abnormality of this situation.

It's crazy that you haven't killed anyone yet with all your stupid power.

At least, it hurts me to death.

The sensation of destruction and regeneration repeated in an instant is indescribably unpleasant.

"---!"

A fist that even I have to defend myself against would be lethal to an average soldier.

Your bones will shatter, your organs will rupture, and you will lose the use of your limbs in an instant.

Unless you attack with healing magic, this thing can easily beat a man to death.

But still, no soldier in the Demon Lord's army has ever been killed by this thing, nor has anyone ever witnessed such a thing.

...... No, wait, maybe I'm the only one who is hit by this power?

"Accelerated Healing Fist!"

A shockwave is emitted from the elbow and the fist is accelerated.

A fist that is out of bounds, that has taken a dangerous self-destructive act and turned it into a strategy, is aimed right at my solar plexus.

I catch it head-on with my crossed arms.

Impact.

With an extraordinary force, my body is pushed upward through the wall of the ceiling behind me.

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There were soldiers from another unit on the upper floor, looking up at us in stunned disbelief.

No wonder.

After all, we just burst through the hard floor and out we came!

"Usato!"

I grab the arm that's been slammed into my gut, and I make multiple strips of my own body deploy and attack Usato.

I would have skewered him, but an arm in the shape of a wing appeared from his back and collided with the belt.

"Ferrum!　We'll deal with it together!"

With our simultaneous attacks, we are both blown up in the air and crash into the wall.

"Kehoho, ah, that monster's power is a nuisance..."

I lean my back against the cracked wall and think about Usato's current appearance and his power.

I knew that he had been able to benefit from the dark magic by assimilating Ferme, but now he seems to be expanding his ability by taking in others.

We can be sure that there is an owl in Usato now that has been manipulating magic.

The other one, with the ears on its head and its great strength, could be his companion, the blue grizzly.

"Kohga!　Are you all right?

Hm?"

I'm leaning my back against the wall when a soldier with a weapon comes running toward me.

He is not dressed for battle, so I guess he is a civilian rather than a soldier.

Finally, I notice some books and pieces of paper scattered on the floor of this room.

"Oh, this is a library. I'm sorry I got you involved in the battle.

No!　I'd rather you join me...

No, it's not necessary. I'd rather you run. You might get us caught in the middle of it.

"But ......!"

I'll take that as a thank you. Come on, get the hell out of here.

I stand up, pushing the soldiers back, and look toward the wall where Usato was blown away.

In front of the wall that was cracked just like mine, Usato was kneeling on the floor as if he was looking at me.

"What the hell is ......?"

"No, it's nothing. Let's continue."

Usato stands up.

Before he does so, he thrusts out his deformed left arm like a spear and extends and retracts it.

"Too slow!"

Usato evades the outstretched left arm with a leap, and then leaps again, using my left arm as a foothold.

He turns his body away from a powerful spinning kick, which he unleashes while spinning in mid-air, and we move into a close combat.

"Hmph!"

"Hmph!"

To be honest, it's tough to pass an attack against this guy with a straight-up bullet fight.

In any case, he has extraordinary reflexes, an abnormally strong cage hand, and a perfect defense with magic.

From my point of view as a fighter, it is an unreasonable defense.

Nun!

"Ugh. ......"

Vertical fists that evade the gap between the defenses.

I back up three steps as it slams straight into my gut, flooding my arms and torso with magical power.

"You're on a roll, ......!"

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"Oh, this is inevitable!"

Take that!"

He releases all his magic power at once and explodes.

He unleashes a thorn forward, piercing everything in sight.

A killing blow, but Usato catches the thorns with his black coat, which he has transformed into fur, and charges at him, destroying them.

"You're amazingly good at everything, aren't you!"

"That's my line, ......!"

The close quarters battle unfolds once again.

In the midst of the endless repetition of inconclusive attacks, I grabbed Usato by the collar and slammed him against the wall with all my might.

"Hey!　Does this work?

This is nothing compared to the pain from the Commander's attack!

What kind of torture are you usually subjected to?

The cracked wall makes a creaking sound.

I heard the sound, and with even more force, I threw Usato against the wall, and the wall was destroyed without a second thought.

The sound of the walls being destroyed in succession and the screams of the soldiers, who were probably in another room, continue to be heard.

"How about this ......?"

I take a breath and look into the room, filled with the cloud of dust from the broken debris.

---There is no response, no sound.

Has he fainted?

Just as this thought crosses my mind, a silvery arm grips me soundlessly by the collar from a place where even my vision is blurred by the dust and smoke.

"You've given me a lot of fun, haven't you?

"Hey, you can thank me, all right?"

A demon, not Usato, appeared with blood streaming from his forehead.

He seemed to have taken a lot of damage, but he healed all the wounds on his forehead with healing magic, and he drove his left fist, which he was clenching tightly, into my abdomen.

I was able to defend myself in time.

But I couldn't hold back the impact and my body was lifted slightly into the air.

In that instant, Usato grabbed my leg and ran to the opposite wall, swinging my body around.

"Payback!

"Oh, hey, don't do that!　Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Just like the other times, he is swung around like a weapon... and his whole body crashes into the wall.

The impact of the whole body slamming into the wall.

"I know this won't work!"

What?

My body was paralyzed by the impact, and the guy holding my right leg and left arm rushed toward the wall like a raging bull, destroying the wall as he went through the underground space.

It's just plain painful!

OLLA!

"Huh!"

Finally we are in a wide open space, and at last he throws me down.

As I'm hit on the ground, I look around me and see that I seem to have gone out into the passageway.

"You still want to do it?"

"Haha, yeah, of course he's still going to do it. ......

"Right."

I was lying on my back, and Usato swung his fist down on me without question.

I roll over and rush to avoid him, but he clucks his tongue and pulls his fist out from the floor.

"Oh, you're really relentless, aren't you!

Fighting you is exhausting.

"---Ha-ha-ha, is that so?　I'm having fun."

Not many people can fight me head-to-head in the first place.

Even the heroes of light have shown their blatant dislike in the face of my eagerness to fight.

But not you.

That day in Hinomoto, the first place we fought, you faced me head on, a man who knows nothing but battle.

"A little more, huh?"

Maybe the answer to your choice has already been given.

What should I do now?

The Demon Lord probably understood my feelings and entrusted me with the responsibility of guarding the door.

You're strong.

"It's not just me. I am the person I am today because of Felm and ...... my friends who I can rely on. I wouldn't have made it this far on my own."

When you can form a friendship with a demon tribe, you have a different perspective than other humans.

It is a possibility for both humans and demons.

"...... are you still going to do it?"

Usato asks me as I stand up.

"You and I aren't that worn out, are we? I'm going to ask you to hang out with me a little longer.

"......"

Usato quietly holds up his fist.

You are as disciplined and troublesome as ever, aren't you?

...... No, it's not like that for me either.

He was aware of this and held up his fist, which was covered with black magic, with a smile.