I Quit the Hero’s Party Chapter 300

〈 Episode 300 〉 Disagreement (4)

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Now that his nose is broken and bleeding, Kyle suddenly remembers the past. It was quite a long time ago, and it is not a very pleasant memory.

When was that time?

It was probably a few months after the encounter with the Demon King. He doesn’t really remember what he looked like back then, but he probably wasn’t in a state where he would open his eyes and see.

So he must have done that.

“stand up.”

“Stand up.”

I grabbed him by the collar, lifted him up, and dragged him out of the tent where it was raining. Dumping Kyle in his mud, Raniel rolled up his sleeves and threw off his gloves.

“Let’s give it a try, you bastard.”

And then he punched Kyle in the face.

I was the same back then as I am now. If you hit it in moderation, it will get tired on its own. If you don’t bother me anymore with this, I’ll give you as many hits as you want. Maybe I was thinking something like that.

And, it didn’t last long.

Raniel was more persistent than Kyle thought, and his fists were harsher than he imagined. Eventually, after his nose was broken and his lip was torn and bleeding, Kyle began to fight back.

We argued and fought for a while.

Despite the idea that he would just give him a moderate beating and end it, Kyle broke Raniel’s arm and crushed his nose bone, making him look just like him. It was a natural result. At that time, Raniel didn’t even use spells.

“please.”

Nevertheless, Raniel grabbed Kyle by the collar with his broken arm and repeatedly pounded his fist into his face.

“Try it. please. Please baby. please!”

Raniel screamed.

“If you let go of the sword here, if you give up, what will happen to all the people who died to save you?”

Lots of articles.

“Uncle Kuntel.”

teacher.

“What am I going to do, you bastard?”

And, yourself.

Raniel shouted that since we have come this far, we must see the end. Kyle thought it was someone yelling from far away.

“well.”

Was that why?

“It was a futile effort.”

I think I probably answered that way at that time. What kind of expression did Raniel make at that time? I don’t remember that properly either…

“You crazy bastard.”

Perhaps, she had the same expression as the girl in front of her right now. Kyle looked at the girl who was holding her by the collar. A girl with a cut forehead bleeding.

“Listen carefully, motherf*cker. “I won’t say it twice.”

Blue eyes are revealed between flowing gray hair. It’s different from that guy’s, but it’s blue eyes that remind me of him.

“I am Raniel.”

“······.”

“I am Raniel van Trias.”

Rania said she wouldn’t say it twice, but after saying it twice, Rania must have suddenly become irritated and punched Kyle in the face once more.

“Oh, shit…”

What is this all about?

Rania muttered and stood up. She stumbled as she walked, brushing her hair away. It’s a mess. It was more of a dog fight than an honorable duel, and I don’t even remember what I did in the middle.

‘Still, with this…’

I just wanted you to understand.

The purpose has been achieved. Thinking like that, Rania looked at Sarah. Nodding her head as she pointed to her barrier, Sarah let out a sigh and stretched out her hand.

This is the moment when the barrier is about to be lifted.

“no.”

I heard a voice from behind me.

Rania looked back.

“You are not Raniel.”

Raising only his upper body, Kyle looked at Rania and continued speaking.

“You can’t be Raniel.”

A moment of silence.

“Wahah.”

Soon, Rania burst out laughing.

Instead of trying to go beyond the barrier, she took steps towards Kyle. The first step is light, but the second step is not.

Thump, thud.

Rania, who sprinted with all her might as if she was sprinting, lifted her foot backwards right in front of Kyle. Then, swing forward as if kicking a ball.

Wow!

Rania’s shoe stuck in Kyle’s face.

2.

After the duel, the two sat side by side in front of Sarah, who had dragged two chairs. Sarah held Rania’s chin and let out her sigh.

“It’s still the same, really.”

“what.”

“Why are you being so harsh? “She looks like a girl from a prestigious family, but the way she uses her body makes her look like a berserker.”

“They say I’m going to use my body… ahhh!”

“Be quiet.”

Sarah slapped Rania’s cracked forehead with her palm and imbued her with divine power. The chapped skin and broken nose bone find their proper place.

“I broke my finger too. How hard do you have to hit it? Give it to me. “I’ll adjust it to you.”

“I know how to do it too…”

“It’s okay, give me your hand.”

Holding your wrist tightly, you begin to align the bones. Rania bit her lip and held on, but could not bear it anymore and screamed at Sarah.

“Pain pain spell, you crazy bitch!”

“What about the person who used to recite spells while cracking his fingers in the past? “Don’t be harsh.”

“Aaaaaaaaaah!”

The scream was by no means a death sentence.

From ancient times, Sarah’s process of setting a bone showed little consideration for the patient and often brought sparks of pain to the patient’s eyes.

“Gyaaaaaaaaaaa!”

While Rania was writhing, Kyle stood up without a word.

“Where are you going Kyle?”

“I don’t need treatment or anything.”

Kyle lightly grabbed the air.

Starlight gathered and the platinum-colored holy sword was caught in Kyle’s grasp. Then, the regenerative power of a warrior who goes beyond common sense comes into Kyle’s body again.

All injuries sustained are recovered.

It only took about three seconds to get there.

“Sickness. “I’m the only one having a hard time.”

Looking at that, Rania clicked her tongue.

While Rania sighed as if she didn’t feel like saying anything more, Kyle looked down at her in silence.

“What you looking at.”

“······.”

“Speak up, kid.”

After a moment of silence, Kyle spoke.

“I don’t believe everything you say.”

Is it that again?

Rania looked at Kyle with an expression of boredom. Rania was wondering if she should throw out a curse, but the moment she saw Kyle’s expression, she closed her mouth.

“but.”

The way you look at yourself is different from before.

Kyle said, trailing off his words.

“You can’t deny everything. I don’t know either. “I don’t know…”

Kyle blurted out.

“For now, we’ll just wait and see. “Until you’re sure.”

After saying that, Kyle left.

After looking at the back for a while, Rania turned her head and looked at Sarah.

“What is he saying?”

“I guess I’ll give it some thought.”

“Why are you saying something so difficult? “Baby, I’ve never seen you before, so I’m just showing off.”

“···Is it just you?”

“what?”

“Give me your other hand.”

Gyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, a scream rang out.

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Kyle feels confused at this moment.

My mind is complicated. There was something I was certain of, but even that confidence is now shaken. So with his head in confusion, Kyle decided to do what he always did.

I grabbed the air.

A holy sword appeared, and Kyle strongly grasped the hilt of the holy sword. My complicated mind becomes clear as if pure white paint had been poured into it. Noisy thoughts disappear.

“······.”

Kyle looked at the sky in silence.

The stars are shining. The star said.

【It won’t be long.】

【Be prepared.】

【Prepare for the performance of the contract.】

Three sentences.

Three warnings.

“Not yet.”

Kyle shakes his head.

“It’s not time yet.”

The stars are silent.

Kyle closes his eyes while holding the holy sword. When she closes her eyes, what comes to mind is a scene she has recalled again and again over the years. Black rain falling from the sky, sediment accumulating on the floor, and otherworldly beings that pooled and flowed.

Something that should not exist in the world.

Something out of providence.

Something outside.

The owner of ten thousand horses, the Demon King (？王）.

It cannot be stopped by anything.

What can prevent it is not a mere being chosen by an imperfect god. Only the most perfect being who has ever set foot on this earth can stop it.

A perfect being.

A being beyond humans.

Kyle saw a true superman there. Kyle reflects on that scene over and over again. What remains in my now white mind is the brilliant light I saw that day.

Because it is so brilliant.

It’s so dazzling.

Kyle thinks of a brilliant light that he cannot reach. There was a time when I was jealous, envious, and distressed about it, but not now. What is in my now white mind is not a human emotion like longing.

Let’s give that crazy thing a name.

It would be closer to faith (??)

3.

Raniel stood right at the place indicated by the prophecy.

It is a vast snow field. Raniel let out a long breath as he brushed away his hair that was blowing in the wind.

A month later, the sword of death comes here.

All he was given was one month, and this was the second time he had spent so much time preparing for a disaster. Most disasters appear suddenly and out of the blue.

“It reminds me of when I killed the black dragon.”

Raniel suddenly muttered something like that.

We prepared like this back then too.

With enough time, I faced the black dragon with everything I could ready. At that time, Raniel carved a circuit into the canyon over the course of a month.

A war of attrition that lasted a month.

It was Kyle’s holy sword that dealt the final blow in that war of attrition… but it was Raniel’s spell that bound the black dragon. At that time, how many spells had he engraved?

Probably a little over a thousand, if you recall.

So, how many circuits should I draw this time? How many circuits must be prepared and how much mana must be stored to prevent death?

I can not know.

There is no way to know.

It is uncertain whether the spell will work in the face of death. However, what Raniel has to do does not change. As always, Raniel rolled up his sleeves and muttered.

“I have to hit them all first.”

I give it my all.

Do everything you can.

‘In the first place, wizards are a group of people who become more picky the longer their preparation period is…’

You will have to be very picky yourself.

Raniel looked around.

The pure white snow field only appears as drawing paper to Raniel. From now on, I will have to draw on the endless drawing paper. You must complete a magnificent picture, a picture that can make even death pause for a moment.

The given time is one month.

What must be prevented is death.

The period and purpose are clear.

Once those two things are decided, we need to start working right away. Raniel let out a short breath and immediately started working. First, he had to clean the drawing paper on which he would draw.

“Ashes to Ashes.”

On the first night, the snow disappeared from Kennel Snow Field.

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“···What is all this?”

“Well. “I’m preparing.”

Sarah blinked blankly.

Although it is a snowy field that snows all day and night, snow does not pile up here. All the layer upon layer of ice has blown away, revealing frozen ground.

Raniel is engraving something on that land.

Even holding a cane that she doesn’t normally use, she draws a pattern on the ground. Once the pattern is complete, she pours as much mana potion into it as she can. Sarah doesn’t know what Raniel is doing now.

but···.

Shelly Debella, the owner of the White Magic Tower, who came here to give Raniel a mana potion, was able to vaguely recognize the work that Raniel was doing.

“Are you trying to build a magic tower?”

Celie Devella muttered.

When building a magic tower, circuits are carved into the walls to turn it into a fortress. In Celie’s opinion, what Raniel was doing now wasn’t much different from that.

This is what dozens of high-ranking wizards rush to do.

Connecting circuit after circuit, turning the Magic Tower into an impregnable fortress. One wizard is currently accomplishing that task using the frozen ground as a drawing board.

“different.”

Raniel answered.

“Most of what is engraved on the Magic Tower is a circuit to protect it, right? “What I’m doing here now has a slightly different direction from that.”

She tapped the circuit with her toe.

“If you make a mistake, I’m going to blow it all away.”

“···What?”

“What would you like?”

Raniel laughed.

It was a very creepy laugh.

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fantasy,