The Wrong Way to Use Healing Magic

At night, Burlin and I were preparing for the night at a place in the center of the village and the Western-style house.

We knew that we had to do some preparation work before we went to the Western-style house in Neah, so we were preparing as much as we could in the free time we had.

"Bulrin, there are a lot of enemies outside and inside. Be careful."

"Guar."

I'm glad to hear you're not worried.

...... probably have zombies roaming around and inside the Western-style house.

I don't know if there are people being controlled by them or not, but if they're here too, we're going to be stuck if we try to sneak in.

"Usato, I've seen the people in the village."

How was it?

Just then, Amako, who I had asked to go check on the villagers, returned.

Her report would determine whether or not we would be able to give it our all.

"They were all there. Maybe he's not trying to get the villagers involved.

"...... I see. Nair is trying to deal with us with just Aruk and the zombies. Either they think that's all we need, or she has enough hidden gems that we don't need to take hostages. ......"

Either way, we are still going to help Mr. Aruk.

If the villagers are gone, we'll go all out.

"The horses were fine, and I think the luggage at Tetra's house will be fine too. And this..."

Amaco held out what looked like a cloth belt. It looked as if it had been torn from a curtain or something, and was frayed in places.

I took it and confirmed her intention once again.

"Are you sure you are okay?　Is it really okay?

"I want to help Aruk-san, too. Besides, I'm used to it no matter how crazy Usato can be.

These words are filled with power, which is hard to imagine from a girl who said, "I'm scared," when she jumped down from the third floor last night.

Without saying a word, I turn my back to her and crouch down. Then Amako came up to me silently from behind, put her hands around my neck, and jumped lightly on my back. I stood up slowly after confirming that Amako had my legs tightly wrapped around her waist and my body firmly secured.

"This is not as much of a problem as I thought it would be.

Simply put, I gave Amako a piggyback ride.

This was me and Amako's plan. Amako predicts, and I move. If we work well together, we can create a combination that will make it impossible for any opponent to attack us.

"All right, let's just use the cloth to hold him in place."

With the cloth I received, I fix the waist and torso parts of the body, but not too tightly.

......It is still lightweight in spite of its petite appearance. As for the weight, it's as good as nothing to me.

"Is there anything painful about it?

"...... Usato, you don't feel anything."

"What?　...... haha, you're about 3 years too early to worry about that kind of thing..."

The arms around my neck tighten and tighten.

It's hard to hold your breath, don't do that. ....... I tap the hand around his neck with my face turning blue, and he loosens his arm as if he is satisfied.

"There won't be a next time."

"...... what? Uh, yes."

Amako, who was breathing hard, put her mouth close to my ear and muttered one word in the coldest voice she could have possibly uttered.

I couldn't help but respond with a trembling voice, "What is this?　Amako has my life and death in her hands without my knowledge?

I've heard that a woman's anger is terrible, but I didn't want to find out at a time like this.

"Bullein. Are you ready?"

"Grua!"

Bulrin's huge blue body shakes and he lets out a yell.

Looks like he's ready too.

"Amako, concentrate on your prediction. As long as I am here, no attack or interference will be able to reach you.

Don't worry, I'm not worried.

Good.

I will join Bulrin and turn toward the Western-style house where Nair is.

The plan is simple: we beat up Nair and free Aruk and the zombies in one fell swoop.

I'm not going to say for sure if I'm going to free the villagers ...... because there are still some questions that remain in my mind.

I don't know how she intended to live as Nea, the village girl, for 200 years, taking the place of Tetra's daughter.

But regardless of that, I will have my people back.

"Come on ......, let's go!"

Gooooooooooooo...!

Amako's hold on me grows stronger, and at the same time, I step out of the way.

As soon as I start running, I see a Western-style house.

On the third floor of the Western-style house, the only light is on in the hall where Amako and I jumped down last night, so I know that she is inviting us to that place.

I can see dozens of zombies around the Western-style house, but that doesn't matter to me now. I'm not the one they're after.

"Bulrin!　I'll take care of the exterminators!

"Grua!"

Bullynn jumps out in front of me and pushes forward, hitting the zombies that block his way. The scene was like a car accident. If it weren't for the zombies, I'm sure he would have been seriously injured.

However, they are zombies who can keep moving as long as they have a body. Even if their bones are broken or dented, they will get up again and again.

We don't have time to deal with them all.

We leave the outside to Bulrin, and Amako and I charge straight into the Western-style house.

"Don't think I'll be polite and knock before I go in!

We kick down the carefully repaired door and blow away all the zombies standing by inside.

Three on the right, one on the left, and three on the stairs.

"Okay, I'll hit him."

As soon as he hears Amako's brief instructions, he slams his fists into the four zombies coming at him simultaneously from both sides, sending them crashing into the wall.

It would be easier to deal with them if we knew where they were coming from in advance.

"Keep going up."

As you run up the stairs, three zombies appear, just as you predicted.

I calmly grab the hand of one of the zombies that reaches out and swing it around with my arm, knocking the two zombies to the ground and disabling them.

"Straight down the line. Third floor, no one in front of the door."

I see. So there's no one here.

Amako's words make him climb the stairs even faster, and he hits the brakes before the third floor.

"Hey, Usato, what are you...?"

"Hey, it's just a hello. It's just a small thing.

Amako is puzzled, but he does not care, and he squeezes his fist.

He is not concerned about Amako's confusion, but he is still squeezing his fist.

And how could I not be angry?

"I'm here as promised!　You're a vampire shut-in!"

I slam my fist into the wooden door with a yell.

The fist, swung with no effort, did not break through the door, but instead blew away the clasp that had held it there.

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Nair, who had been behind the door, was probably waiting for us with a relaxed expression on her face, but when the door suddenly blew in her face, she screamed in horror and fell to the floor.

The door crashed into the window of the hall and made a huge hole in it.

"Oh, wow, my mansion is in ...... hey, hey!　There's a way to get in!　It was hard to fix it!

I don't give a shit!　I don't have time for you!　I'll hit you before you do something!

What?

Nair, who is blaming me for the incident, turns his fist into a sword and tries to knock me unconscious.

"Usato, no!

No!

Amako stops me as I approach Néa and raise my sword.

At the same time I heard that voice, I noticed someone approaching from the side, and when I rushed away from Nair, I saw a sword that must have been swung with all its might, piercing the spot where I had been just a moment before.

Her red hair shining in the darkness, the sword shining in a dull color.

And heavy armor that I had not worn before I came here.

Mr. Aruku stood protecting Nair, who was breathing hard, and looked at us with vacant eyes.

"Oh, that was close. "Oh, that was a close one....　The tables have turned.

She got up with a good look on her face and casually hid behind Mr. Alc and gave us a provocative smile.

I tried to make a move, thinking that I could take away Nair's consciousness, but Alc's body shifted in the direction I tried to jump out of the way.

"......You're not going to let me go, Mr. Alc?"

"......"

Mute---.

He is trying to protect the object he is supposed to protect, even if it is under Nair's control. Having served for many years as a guard at the gates of the Kingdom of Lingle, his <> is not easily outmaneuvered.

"Well, ......, I'll be d*mned."

With a sigh, I lower my hand, thinking that it is impossible to attack Nair any further.

She looked at Amako, whom I was carrying, and tilted her head.

"You guys are dressed like ....... I see, Amako is concentrating on her prediction.

"...... you got it out of Mr. Aruk?"

Of course. And I heard about Usato, too.

I knew they knew.

It would have been nice if we could have defeated them on our first contact before things got any more complicated.

I heard you were summoned from another world.

"That's right. I don't belong here. I really didn't want you to know, but I had no choice.

We'll take the straight and narrow approach, first knocking Mr. Alk out and then hitting Nair.

To do that..,

"Amaco, I'm sorry to rush you, but I'm going to have to ask you to step down for a minute."

"...... got it."

I can deal with zombies, but it's tough for me to deal with Mr. Arc in this limited space with Amako on my back.

I myself don't know how powerful his real flame magic is yet.

The first thing that comes to mind is Mina's bursting magic that she used against Nack in Lucvis. If he unleashes a wide-area magic like the one she is dealing with, it is impossible to say that Amako, who is on my back, will be unharmed, not to mention me.

Amako gets down and moves into a fighting position, and Aruk silently holds up his sword as I do so.

"---You know I won't take it easy on you.　I've heard all about your heroism, your strength, and your sturdiness from Alc, so I'm going to make him fight for real. Besides, I lent him a little help too.

"Did you lend a hand ......?"

Did you do something to ...... Mr. Aruk?　Does it mean anything to you that you put him in that hideous armor?

Looking at him, he looks the same except for his vacant eyes and the armor covering his body.

I guess you never know until you fight, huh?

Do it.

"Whoo!!!!"

At the same time as her voice, Aruk-san, who had dropped to the ground at once, jumped toward us.

The surface of the sword is covered with flames, and it is clear that it contains a cutting edge that can easily cut down anything it strikes.

"Aruk-san! ......!"

"......"

He evades a downward blow from above by stepping backward, and clings healing magic to his fist.

My healing magic is useless against zombies, but it is effective against living ones. I will use my healing punch to knock them unconscious at once.

To do so, I have to get past his sword and jump into his pocket.

In the game with Mr. Halfa at the school, I could take it because he was using a club, but this time he is using a sword, which can cut you if it hits you. It's a simple thing, but it makes all the difference.　

Besides, Mr. Aruk is a master of sword. If you jump in carelessly, you might get a fatal wound.

Bubba!

A flaming sword slashes up from below, grazing the tip of my nose.

If you get hit by that, you won't survive the burn. Nair may not want to kill me, but he seems to be willing to kill me more than half.

I'm confident that I can heal myself with healing magic even if I'm half-dead. But I don't want to be cut by a flaming sword.

At this point, let's abandon all compassion and mercy for Mr. Aruk and knock him out at once.

I'm sorry. I'll hit him.

I jumped into his pocket, grabbed his right hand holding the sword, and then slammed a healing punch with my left hand into his chestplate, being careful of the aftermath of the flaming sword.

A solid response and impact pierced through Mr. Aruk's body.

"With this..."

It's decided, I try to put it into words, but a mysterious pattern appears on his breastplate.

The pattern is similar to the one that appeared when I was restrained. It flickered as if it was moving around the breastplate to his feet.

It's as if the attack I gave to Aruk-san was directly swept outward..,

"No way!　---What the...!"

Taking advantage of the momentary lull in my agitation, Alc-san puts his left hand, which is different from the one holding the sword, on my abdomen.

Oh no, I thought to myself, but it was too late.

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

Just as I was about to wrap my entire body in agonizing healing magic, a compressed fireball was ejected from Aruk-san's palm, and a shock hit my body.

The impact of the fireball into my abdomen was more than enough to blow me away, and I was helplessly slammed into the wall next to the door I had kicked through, and slammed back against the armor that was still on display.

"......!"

"Usato!"

Amako rushes toward him in a panic, but he uses his hands to restrain her and gets up.

The bandage on his abdomen is black and sooty, but there are no holes in it, nor are there any scratches.

Since the only thing that passed through him was the impact, and he was not burned or anything, there is no need to apply healing magic. .......

"...... I didn't think that not even a healing punch or fist would work. ......"

"Well, why are you almost unharmed ......?"

I can only answer that question by saying that I train hard.

I've withstood Rose's fist in the first place, so I don't think it's that big of a shock. But what is that armor that Aruk-san is made to wear?　I know that he is not a vampire and a necromancer.

The first thing I can tell from the pattern is that..,

"Witchcraft, the second ......"

"Correct!"

Nair, who was happy to have been guessed, sticks his index finger at me with a big smile on his face.

"The armor he's wearing is covered with my special <>. The performance is simple, all the attacks I put into the formula are repelled. But it has a disadvantage, I can only put in one resistance, and it has to be limited, so the effect and the range are not that great. ...... is a poor magic that is so useless that it has few chances to be used."

It's not easy to use, you know.

It's the worst kind of magic I've ever seen. If all the blows with my fists and kicks with my legs will be swept away, there's nothing I can do.

She puts her hand over her mouth, the corners of her mouth twisted into a crescent moon.

"If you want to make Aruk-san immobilized, just take the sword or axe there and attack him, okay?　After that, let's see. Maybe you can use some offensive magic!　That's if you're willing to kill Aruk-san!　Hahahahahaha!

...... means that physical attack with body art is useless, so we should stop him with other weapons that can kill him. That's impossible, of course.

And you know that I can't use offensive magic, and yet you cite it so mean-spiritedly, you must be holding on to the fact that I tried to settle this first.

And he's trying to stir things up with a really nasty smile on his face.

"Huh---. After magic, you've blocked my body art as well. As a matter of fact, there's nothing I can do about it now.

Then I suggest you give up. Even if you defeat Mr. Aruk, I still have a trump card left. No matter what you do in this situation, my victory is still assured.

Give up,...... I give up.

...... ha.

"Don't be stupid, little girl. I won't give up on you. I won't give up on you. Don't think I'll stop just because you can't use your fists or your kicks.

He strips off the arm of the armor he has broken off and fits it on both arms.

Iron cuirasses. I don't think I can withstand it so many times, but it should be able to catch Aruk-san's flaming sword.

He ruffles his hair with his cuirassed hands and glares at Nair, who is standing behind Mr. Aruku.

"You seem to know me only by knowledge, but you can't possibly know everything I've learned since I came to this world, everything she's taught me."

"......, that's why I caught you---"

"You think I'm going to force you to ask?　That is if you can catch him. And I'll tell you one thing you don't know. I'm a... competitive guy."

Now, I've never been on the receiving end of a blade before, let alone dodged one.

One moment of carelessness can be fatal. ......!

I slammed both fists together to make sure I was in good shape, took a deep breath, and readied my fists to face Aruk-san again.