The Wrong Way to Use Healing Magic

Halfa brought Usato and his friends.

He appeared while Kyou and I were practicing magic and waved to us.

Kyou, of course, did not wave back, but I waved back enough so that the others would not notice. Why are you here? I thought that I was going to be able to see them, but then I remembered that Ms. Cara had told us before class that there would be some guests coming to observe us, and I immediately understood that these guests were Usato and his friends.

When Dr. Cara introduced Usato and his friends, she provocatively said that they were more experienced and stronger than us students at the school. It would have been obvious that there would have been a backlash, and our class is remarkably full of such people.

I didn't know how good the other two were, but as for Usato, I didn't know if I could beat him or not. He is as strong or stronger than me. He can heal any injury in an instant. No matter how much I cut him up with wind magic, he would rise up as long as his magic lasted, and it would be nothing short of a nightmare for him to attack me with a force greater than that of a beastman.

But during the discussion, he brought up the story of how I had fist-bumped Usato yesterday in the city. This made Usato suspicious of me, and I also got a sharp look from Ms. Carla. It's okay to be angry at me because I deserved it, but it was my miscalculation that I had made the problem child of the lower class --- Meena --- get on her nerves.

That evil young lady has a very rotten temperament.

She and her cronies have been torturing the same healing magic user as Usato for several years, and the school is at a loss to punish her because of her family background.

With a wicked smile on her face, she said something that was simply <.

She was the one who was going to expose them if they didn't do so well. People around her seemed to know what she was thinking, but no one tried to stop her, probably because they wanted to know what Usato and the others were capable of.

I couldn't even ...... stop them.

I didn't want to talk to the guys in this finished class, and even Halfa, the only one I could talk to, wouldn't do anything (・・・・・・) in a case like this.

However, the magic of Usato's two friends changed all their expectations and ours.

A girl who wields lightning magic, which is the most destructive magic I have ever seen.

A boy who skillfully manipulates the rare magic of light.

---I guess that's what they mean when they say they are astonished. At any rate, the two who were with Usato were the two heroes that Amako had mentioned.

It should have ended there.

They should have convinced the two heroes to let them go back to their training without telling anyone.

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His words changed the consciousness of those around him.

For the worse, of course. Kyou, who was standing next to me, held his head, and of course I did too.

My class is a bunch of firepower idiots.

With one exception, they think it's enough if their magic is somehow powerful. I have no intention of making fun of healing magic, but for my classmates who don't know him, the impression that those who use healing magic are poor is firmly established.

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As expected, the fire-power idiots start to knock them down.

And that evil lady would not miss this great opportunity...

He started to say something like that.

Usato kept smiling and replied in a hushed voice, "Oh, no, I'm in trouble. The light magician next to him, however, suddenly began to strangle the other brave warrior from behind.

We could not understand what was happening because Usato did not change his facial expression at all, but Kyou and I, who have good hearing, could faintly hear the conversation between Usato and the two heroes.

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If it weren't for ......... the tolerance of brave men who use light magic, it seems that Meena would be in a lot of trouble right now.

But the slow and vicious young lady would never have noticed that, and she quickly raises her hand and steps forward.

Kara-sensei! I'd like to have a magic battle with her, if you don't mind.

"...... a mock-up?"

"Yes, if I'm going to have a mock battle with a healer who can fight demons, I don't have to worry about getting hurt, do I?"

...... disgusting little girl.

That's like telling Usato to be a good <.

Her fire-based bursting magic, which is not very powerful but good for hurting people moderately, must be a manifestation of her rotten nature.

"Well, a simulation ...... would be nice. You can do it."

"What?"

"Usato, this is a mock battle using magic. Can you do it?

"Yeah, yeah,...... well, I can do that,......"

--- But this time, you have picked the wrong fight.

The healing magician she knew and the healing magician named Usato were literally on different levels. No normal healer would even think of fighting me head-on, much less someone with more power than me, a beast.

"Sis, is he going to be okay?

--- My brother is a gentle boy after all.

He looks at his brother with a complicated look on his face and says, "Usato will be fine. I don't think that burst magic, which is not as powerful as my wind magic, will work on Usato.

I'm relieved to see that it's only Meena who's taking the short cut, and I'm about to ...... see what happens when someone from our class steps out in front of Usato and Ms. Cara.

"Excuse me, may I take your place as the opponent for this mock battle?"

"What?

I was surprised, but I guess it was understandable.

The only exception to our class, Haruha, the only man with a superior magic eye who does not use offensive magic, suddenly came out of nowhere to join Usato and Mina in a mock battle.

Before I knew it, I was in a mock battle.

I really don't know how I ended up in this situation. It's supposed to be a mock battle with a twin-tailed girl who is looking at me provocatively, but I honestly don't know how much I can take it easy on her.

Moreover, Haruha-san wants to participate in the next mock battle.

"Oh, that ...... Haruha-san ...... is going to replace ......."

"...... Oh, don't worry. We will not fight you. It's not even worth it.

His eyes were glowing a suspiciously pale purple as he coldly said this to the twin-tailed girl who had questioned Halfa in a frightened manner.

"Usato-san, would you mind?"

"......Ummm, well, ...... be easy on me?"

The other party is said to have a magic eye that can see the flow of magic power, so they won't use any particularly strong magic.

We can get through this by just running around. Worst case scenario, we can just hit him with a healing punch and knock him out.

"Where should I hold a mock battle?

"Do it in the middle of the training area, the target might get in the way, but ...... you'll have to be patient there."

I wonder if there is a reason why Kara, who had a nasty smile on her face earlier, now looks excited as if she is about to see something interesting.

After Mr. Halfa left, it was obvious that the students were getting a buzz. ....... I was pretty much a no-brainer, but maybe I've done something wrong?

You'll see if you try .......

"Okay, you two, I'm off to the simulation for now."

"Good luck, Usato."

"Good luck, Mr. Usato, for me."

Thank you, Kazuki.

"Huh?"

I roll up the sleeves of my troupe uniform and begin to do some light preparation exercises.

......I don't know how to respond to senpai who can't survive without his frequent blurbs, even I don't know how to respond to him sometimes.

As I stretch out my arms and legs, I look at Mr. Halfa, who is selecting a weapon for the mock battle.

I don't need a weapon, I've used a spear once but it's not safe to stab someone and hurt them.

"Hey!

"Hmm? ...... that?"

From among the group of students, Keogh comes toward us with a gait that sounds like footsteps. He seems to be getting a lot of attention from his classmates, but is he ...... okay?

"Are you sure you're okay talking to me?"

"I really don't want to, but I came all the way to ...... to warn you!"

"...... advice? You're me?"

I don't know how he got that idea, but I thought he didn't like me. I looked at Kiriha, who was following behind me, to see what was going on, but she, like Kyou, had a serious expression on her face.

What's going on with you two?

"The guy you're about to fight, Halfa, looks like a good guy on the outside, but on the inside he's a crazy bastard who won't take it easy on you at all."

"If something happens, Amako will be in trouble,usato ....... I won't say anything bad about it, so don't fight the simulation with Halfa. The Halfa is too dangerous to be a simulation partner.

"I don't care what you say. ......"

I would if I could, but I guess I can't stop now.

If word spread that I had quit because I was too cowardly to fight a mock battle with a student, the name of the Lifeguard Corps would be ruined and my future travels might be hindered.

Above all, if word got out that I had run away from the mock battle because I was scared of Rhodes in the neighboring country, I would surely be punished worse than death. I don't want that, I don't want Rose to be angry with me, to punish me, or to disappoint me.

"Both of you are ...... taking my advice, but I'm not going to stop," he said. As long as I'm wearing this outfit, I can't lose."

I can't lose in a punishing way .......

".........The only criteria he uses to distinguish between people is whether they are strong or weak. He can drive a wizard to the point of irreversibility without even a hint of effort. Do you understand?"

"Don't worry, not as much as my master."

I can't go down unless I can knock a person out for dozens of yards.

And after listening to the two of you, I agree with what you said about Mr. Halfa.

The sticky voice that crawled up my back when he first approached me, the way he acted when he found out I was a healing magician of the rescue squad, the way he looked disappointed that I didn't participate in the training... he was observing me to see if I would be suitable for his eyes. You mean that he was.

"Well, Mr. Usato. Are you ready?

As I moved away from Kiriha and the others to the middle of the training ground, Halfa-san came to me with slow steps. In his hand he holds a wooden stick ...... about his height, or rather a club, and he is still smiling as he spins it around.

Now that smile looks fierce.

"...... don't worry, you can do it."

"Oh, I see. ...... Dr. Kara, please signal for us to begin."

Carla nods and we face each other. I spread my legs shoulder-width apart, but Halfa held his club out in front of him with his hand on it and took a low posture.

The purple glow of magic in his eyes gradually grew in intensity.

I felt a chill in his eyes as they glowed suspiciously, but I wrapped myself in healing magic as I always do.

I hope I can control my strength in this battle, but first of all, let's make use of the training we've had so far. First of all, avoid attacks. Avoid all attacks you can avoid. And if possible, let's test how much I've increased the concentration of healing magic over the past few days.

"Okay, I'll give you the signal!"

Why do you look so happy?

As if to signal us to begin, Kara-san raised one hand and glanced at me and Halfa alternately, then stepped out of the room and swung her raised arm down.

"Begin!

Her voice shook my eardrums, shaking the tense air, and at that moment, I jumped backward with all my might.

At the same time as I jumped, Halfa-san, who had jumped out at the same time as the mock battle started, was swinging her club down at the spot where I had just been.

"What? This one jumped out faster than the other one. ......!"

"I'm confident in my ability to escape!"

"Then I'll catch you!"

Halfa jumps out with his club outstretched to me as I land about 10 meters behind him. He's fast, I think this is the first time I've ever seen him this fast, even though he's neither a demon nor a beast, nor even an exception like Kazuki or Inukami, who are both brave men.

Rose and the tough guys? That one is too exceptional to be included in the comparison.

"Pfft!"

"Oops."

The club is thrust at his neck, and he avoids it by turning his body.

The club is thrust out for the neck without mercy, or is it? If you are not hit properly, you will faint in agony.

He leaps to the side while flailing to avoid the continuous blows of the clubs...

"I won't let you!"

---I tried to jump, but as if he knew what he was going to do, he spun me around and inserted his club between my legs and swatted me off my feet.

If I don't do this, I'm going to get a painful blow. .......

I roll from the broken position, put my hands on the ground, and jump up and down with only my arms' strength.

"It's harder than you can imagine. ......"

"I'm thinking the same thing ...... yo!"

They continue to club us, probably to give us no chance to rest.

I turn to the side and try to avoid this one as I did before,......, but somehow the thrust to my face stops just in time and turns into a cleave to me as I turn to the side.

It's as if he's anticipating my moves, really hard to do!

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I bent down to avoid the club cleave in a hurry, and the next thing I saw was Mr. Halfa's knee aimed at my face.

"Your aim is too good!

Just before the knee hits the tip of his nose, he twists his body to avoid the knee kick.

Kiriha and Kyou are going to try to stop him. It's too dangerous! If I hadn't been trained by Rose, I would have tried to knock out Halfa-san with a push. ......!

"And..."

They've been anticipating my moves for a while now. Does it have something to do with the fact that my initial move was so fast from the first attack? Either way, it's a pain in the ass. Rose has trained me to evade, but if the attack is launched before I can avoid it, it's pretty hard to avoid. .......

As I avoid Halfa's pursuit attack, even if just barely, I can't figure out why he is predicting my move, although I try to think about it.

"You're a terrifying person,...... really,...... you're unscathed after all this,......!"

"We're not getting anywhere. ......"

Mr. Halfa still continues to roll out the cudgel.

I can't get close to Mr. Halfa because of the club, but...

"Hoo---......"

Don't just take Rose's word for it, I don't just do as I'm told, I'm resourceful!

After exhaling slowly, he concentrates his healing magic on his upraised arms and catches the club swung down with his crossed arms.

It may hurt a little, but it's not a sword or a spear!

"...... magic power in your hands ......! What!!!!!!"

I throw an upper kick at Mr. Halfa, who looks at my arms and shouts in astonishment, but he easily leaps backward and takes a distance from me.

But it was my turn to chase after him.

I close the distance with a leap and throw a leaping kick before Mr. Halfa moves back and sets up his club.

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

"You dodged it!

The kick is evaded just before it hits.

It is better to act on the assumption that they can read our movements. Halfa's eyes have been unnaturally fixed on me since a while ago. ....... Well, let's hope it's not as foully accurate as Amako's prediction of the future...　

"I'm going to have to go in with a bang!"

I was able to achieve my goal of jumping into the pocket.

Mr. Halfa seemed to regain his composure immediately and thrust the club back to me. I would say it was a good decision, but this time I did not avoid the attack. If you can predict it, do it! I don't care if you can predict it or not, I'm going to attack. ......

With a fist other than the one that has been imbued with magic power, I flick the club that has been thrust toward my face and shift the direction of the club. The tip of the displaced club cuts my cheek, and blood spurts from my cheek, but it's nothing to be concerned about.

I swung my fist toward Mr. Halfa's abdomen.

"Gah ......!

The fist that I launched at Halfa's abdomen was blocked by something hard, but I continued to swing my fist.

The force of his fist sends Halfa flying through the air,...... and although he is not as far away as he was when he was hit by Rose, I too saw a scene similar to what I just saw.... ......Ah.......

"Oh no......"

Am I an idiot!

Why the Rose standard!

Why did I go to the trouble of punching him out when I only needed to knock him out!

Even if I hit him with a healing magic, this is not a good idea. I'm going to add to the saga that Amako will be so disappointed in.

I rush to help Halfa-san, who is about to fall to the ground. However, as if betraying my impatience, Halfa-san maneuvers himself in the air and lands on the ground without a hitch, then gets down on his knees.

"Ha ha ha ...... This is the first time I've thought I was going to die in a mock battle. ......"

"Sorry! I guess I was just a little bit wrong, or maybe I'm just used to people flying. ......"

Huh? Just now, out of the corner of my eye, I thought I saw the students of the school, Kiriha and Kyou, turn blue with expressions that said, "No way!" .......

"If I didn't have this, I would have been in danger. ......

He showed me the club in his hands, which had been cut in half.

...... So he guarded my fist with the club that he put back just before it hit me. How did he manage to defend himself in time? At least he's much stronger than the wooden demon tribe, isn't he?

While I was secretly admiring him, Mr. Halfa, who wielded the club that had been broken in half like a double sword, held them up to me again.

"It's not the end yet. It can't be the end. ...... You are stronger than I imagined, and you have a strength that is far too alluring---fortunately, thanks to your healing magic, it's not much. There is no damage."

I wish I could end it here, but Halfa seems to be still willing to do so. I'd like to stop now, but ...... that's not going to happen, and that's the hard part.

"Huh. ......"

I open my fist with healing magic and place it on my cheek where it was cut earlier to heal the wound. After confirming that the wound was cleanly gone, I ready my fist at Mr. Halfa, whose smile is somehow twitching.