The Wrong Way to Use Healing Magic

I thought it was a trivial partner.

I thought that if I played with them a little, they would just cower in fear.

We thought that if they knew our power, our fear, our cunning, they would be intimidated.

But in reality, the people we encountered were so different from the people we knew.

"Ha, ha, ha!"

They run, miserably.

My legs trembling with fear, even my wings moving, I shudder to think of the human in white who easily overpowered me, the demon, and imprinted fear on my heart.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit!

It was humiliating.

Who would have thought that such an insane being could exist?

How could there be a human being who could detect and respond to the magic that hides its existence and deceives the five senses!

"You licked me, you licked me ......!　That human ......!　I'll never, never forgive him!"

First we must hide.

I can't use Reali's magic.

If I can find some human and get inside his eyes, I can survive for now.

Then I will think of a plan of revenge against that hateful healing wizard ......!

"Ha, ha......"

Now we just run away.

For the next opportunity.

You are running aimlessly through the forest when you come to an open area.

You hear the sound of a waterfall nearby and see a person standing there.

"Looks like my luck is turning too... ......!

A little girl with black hair mixed with red hair, wearing a black cloak.

At first glance she looks like a man, but her mood and her presence are that of a woman.

If you can get into his eyes, you can get past him. ......!

There's no way a mere mortal can defeat the devil!

"Huh!"

She flaps her wings and heads toward the silent human.

Are you so terrified that you can't move your feet?

Or is he simply oblivious to me?

""Stupid.""

With a somewhat overlapping voice, my body is sent hurtling backward, crashing into a tree.

I look down at the pain in my abdomen and see a cutlass piercing my abdomen, and my entire body sewn into the tree.

"Ugh, what the ...... is this!

I didn't cry out because my sense of pain was different from that of humans, but my head was still in turmoil.

A little girl of less than 20 years old sewed me up with a sword?

That healing monster, what kind of a joke is this ......!

But no matter how hard I try, I can't get the cutlass out of myself.

I stared at the little girl who had turned into a mysterious being, as if my very existence had been sewn into her.

""You are parasitic bugs that live on humans.""

The little girl approached us with slow steps, but her face was downcast and I could not see her clearly.

Her voice, however, sounds as if it has a double tone to it.

"Little girl, you ......!"

I will not allow you to be that way.

I don't recognize the face that lifts up to reveal itself.

A face of good age, but a girl I had never seen or dealt with before - a girl whose presence and fear I knew (・・・・・).

"Ugh, you're lying, you should be dead already!"

""......""

He screams, his voice trembling.

Why are you here?

No, I don't care if it's you or not!

"Why are you there!　Why is a little girl like you acting like him?　Stop it!　A human being like you, a monster, why!

Because you're here.

The little girl answers succinctly, glaring at me through a gap in her reddish-black hair, and suddenly raises her hands to her chest.

""System reinforcement--"seal"""

"No, no, no!　Don't play with me!　Stop it!

Lacerations are etched into the girl's hands and arms.

It is natural for this to happen since they are forcing her to use the systemic enhancement.

The pain she is in now must be extraordinary.

You're finished here.

He produces a ball of light in his hand, not caring that blood splatters in the air and falls to the ground.

A light that cannot be mistaken.

The source of the evil that first terrified us and put us into eternal sleep.

"Hisa--"

My voice is silent, and my body is sucked into the sphere.

I shiver, feeling as if my soul is being seized, as I am enveloped in a whirlpool of light, unable to speak.

--What are you doing?　Oh, no, not that!

My body is crushed.

Your existence as a demon that transcends even death is destroyed.

--Aaahhh!

The death that hundreds of my brothers and sisters have experienced in their bodies.

My consciousness bursts after the pain as I am imprinted with the despair and horror that I myself was never meant to experience.

I was in pain.

The demon trapped in the sphere burst in my palm.

The black ashes that had overflowed from my grasp and palm were scattered around me with a terrible noise, and disappeared on the wind.

I saw this scene clearly, and as soon as I came to myself, I sat down on the spot.

"うCOPY00uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu."

The scars on his arms were causing him great pain.

Her hands tremble and her eyes begin to water uncontrollably as she cries.

"It hurts ......, it hurts ......, it hurts ......, it hurts ......, it hurts ......, it hurts ......."

No time to wallow in pain.

I manage to get up and pull the cutlass that pierced the demon out of the tree, and bandage my arm.

That alone causes me tremendous pain, but even so, I bind it tightly and tightly so that it does not bleed any more.

"We have to get out of here!"

I can feel someone coming toward me.

Very fast.

I wrap the bandage tightly to prevent blood from falling, and hide on a rocky area near a waterfall a short distance away from the spot.

From there, I can see the spot where I defeated Rapdo.

The two men who appeared were Usato, a healing wizard whom I had met four days before, and Inukami, a brave man from the Kingdom of Lingle.

"Usato ...... Nand ......, so ......"

I only knew him one way.

I had no intention of meeting him, and I shouldn't have gotten involved.

But I went to see him.

>

He was a healing wizard who defeated the Demon King and cast a healing spell on me when I first met him.

Looking back, I was acting suspiciously and could have been warned.

In fact, I think he was probably wary of me.

Still, he was trying to listen to me kindly.

"If you leave here, you can go to ......."

Maybe they can help us.

They might be able to do something about this role (...) that I have been forced to take on.

As soon as I have these thoughts in my mind, the image of Inukami the Brave appears in my mind's eye.

""Another innocent from another world ......""

My mouth naturally moves and my irritation grows.

I look at the blood oozing from the bandage wrapped around my arm, pushing it away from my head, which is separate from my emotions.

No.

I didn't make it.

I was supposed to fight the Demon Lord.

I was supposed to fight him, but I didn't make it.

I was too scared to fight and did nothing.

I just stood by and watched while the people I wasn't supposed to fight got dragged into it.

"This is what I have to do. ......"

Because it's what I have to do.

Because it's what I have to do.

I tell myself this and look at my hands, and I see Usato and Inukami the Brave going back the way they came from.

"......"

I pass by the place where I killed Rapdo to go back to Mearaq, feeling sorry to see him gone.

I should probably go around to avoid being discovered. ...... hmm?

"...... what?"

There is something green in the roots of the tree near where you killed Rapdo.

When I find it and pick it up, it gives off a beautiful light that heals the wound on my hand.

"......"

The film-like covering of the magic power bursts at my touch, and the green healing magic light covers my arms and my entire body.

Did Usato leave it for me?　

"...... warm ......"

The pain subsides from both arms.

The healing magic light he left for me healed the injuries on my arms.

Even after the light of the healing magic is gone, I hold on to the light, and tears well up in my eyes, apart from the pain.

"Ah, ah ...... ah ......"

I can't stand it.

I don't want to be alone again after knowing such kindness.

"Oh, no,...... no,...... help me,Usato,......"

All that came out of my mouth was childish denial.

All these months, my true feelings, which I have never said out loud, are pouring out of my mouth.

"I really don't want to fight......I don't want to hurt anyone......I want to go home......."

Her red hair, which had been praised for its beauty, was now painted black.

I ran away from home with a mission echoing in my head and ended up here.

I couldn't resist.

His voice kept whispering in my ear to fill my consciousness, to fill my heart.

"Why did you give me this power ......?"

The magic that "I" have is gone, and another "I" magic has been forced upon me in its place.

Why must I suffer the pain of being forced to strengthen a system I should not be able to use? ......?

"My brave master ......!"

Why couldn't I have asked Usato to help me then?

If I had, would he have helped me? .......

I have already buried two demons.

We're almost there.

If I kill all the demons, my work may be done.