An S-ranked Party's Burden Tamer, I Awoke My True Power by Killing a Familiar ~The Exiled Tamer

"Okay. If we don't do this already, we're gonna end up with a catastrophic monster."

Each party member thinks differently about this point.

The strongest sense of crisis among them is Roig.

I know what happens after this on my own. That is why, despite the situation of caution, we desperately gathered information, burned our people, and now we have just finally found the Tane of Disaster.

"Mmm..."

Mayle was honest, good for both.

To the extent that I have somewhat of a feeling about Rand, who just declined his invitation.

If you go back to the organization, you still have a place of your own where you've been treated like a genius. Still, the technology over there isn't far enough to be honed in action.

But it's only a little better for me to repeat this experiment in my current environment than to do research every day in my organization. That's all.

"I have no choice..."

The next thing Roig feels at stake is Fayed.

Soon, no. Is it always the way it is...... being made a difference by Rand was more than anything disturbing Fayed's mind.

"Wait! No way... You all went out of your way to do this disastrous demon..."

It was up to my position to haunt Quera.

The Church's proud supreme cleric. My status, which has come to be called the Virgin of Miracles, makes the present disposition unacceptable.

But on the other hand, there is a conscience in her, including about Rand. Rather, she's the most, no, the only one with a conscience at this party.

However, due to his own position, which is constantly attached, he sometimes behaves differently.

Lowering your rating is lowering your church rating. Naturally, I don't think it's a good idea to stay like this.

So Roig followed him in there.

"You're leaving your name as the cruel, lowest Virgin ever to abandon your people like this? Or do we consolidate here the status of the Miracle Virgin in both disaster class, hero who defeated the greatest dragon zombie of all time, and fame? You're the one who chooses."

"It's..."

What came to Quera's mind was the faces of the Sisters who raised themselves in the church. And they were young orphans who admired themselves.

What they admire is themselves as the Virgin.

And now, I... Impudently, it is as if they, their expectations, have not been met.

Roig is right, my identity virtually collapses if I don't salvage it here.

Such a sense of crisis has dispelled her last remaining conscience.