All-rounder Healer Chapter 211.2: Footsteps in a Knight’s Shoes and the Identity of the Golden Dragon
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The object in Count Batuta’s hand is about 50 centimeters long and shaped like a pitch-black fan. It looks like something a sumo wrestling referee would carry.
“Wukai’s Army Fan?” (Rook)
“That is an artifact that was discovered in a dungeon in the North Country a long time ago. It was said that the Duke of Grespo had spent a fortune to acquire it, but to show it here, has the Duke of Grespo lost his mind?!” (Cyrus)
“Artifact… that thing?” (Rook)
If it is an artifact, it must have some effect. Considering the shape, I don’t think it’s a physical attack type.
…right? It wouldn’t be an unmatched beam emitting from the fan like Zhuge Liang, right? [T/N: Battle Moon Wars reference.]
So it’s either a buff or a debuff…
“What effect does it have?” (Rook)
“I don’t know the details, but it’s rumored to increase the abilities of the army you lead.” (Cyrus)
“That means…” (Rook)
“ It’s a super warlike artifact.” (Cyrus)
Clan Master threw away the cover of the huge battle axe he was carrying on his shoulder and continued, “This could mean the worst.”
Looking around, I saw that many of the knights, squires, mages, and adventurers had begun to ‘get ready’.
The sound of metal armor scraping against metal could be heard, and the knights readied their shields and formed a formation.
The mages raise their staffs.
Adventurers of the Golden Dragon Claw clench their weapons.
Leaving me behind, everything around me converges toward a single point.
“ What? Is it really going to start? A war…” (Rook)
The question with an obvious answer escapes my mouth.
What do we do? Why is this happening? What should I do?
Various words run through my head.
I can feel the tension in Mr. Cyrus, Ms. Seam, and Lucille beside me.
“This is your last warning. Give me the Golden Dragon’s materials!” (Gael)
“How terrible! There is no such thing!” (Sem)
Count Batuta and Count Moss exchange words.
“If so, it can’t be helped.” (Gael)
Count Batuta raised the Wukai Army Fan.
“Wukai Army Fan! Give us strength!” (Gael)
With these words, a reddish-purple aura of light seemed to overflow from Count Batuta’s army, and the knights on Count Batuta’s side were bathed in red, green, yellow, and blue.
“Army, charge!” (Gael)
“Woooo!” (Grespo Army)
With a roaring yell, the cavalry and knights charged.
The air shivered, the earth shook, and dust flew.
“Don’t be cowed! Mage troops, forward!” (Sem)
Count Moss shouted, and at the same time, about twenty mages with staffs and robes stepped forward from among the knights, staffs at the ready.
Count Moss drew his sword and thrust it forward.
“Let it fly!” (Sem)
“Wind, become a blade that cuts through my enemies, [Wind Slasher].” (Mage)
“ Fire, burst into flames and slaughter your enemies [Fire Burst].” (Mage)
Several cavalry were knocked down from their horses and a few knights were slowed down by the rain of magic. Most of the attacks, however, bounced off the knights’ shields and armor and disappear.
“Mage troops, fall back! Knights, squires, forward!” (Sem)
The mages fell back, and the knights and squires in armor came forward.
“All troops, meet them! Crush them, and your reward will be as you wish!” (Sem)
“We’re coming for you! Get ready! You guys! This is your chance to make some money!” (Kevin)
Clan Master shouts along with Count Moss. The knights and adventurers in the area also shouted.
Many of the adventurers around them were shouting with a glint in their eyes.
“I will show my skills here and become a knight!” (Cyrus)
Mr. Cyrus said as he clutched his sword.
Overwhelmed by the strangeness of the situation, I hurriedly pulled out a Dark Crystal Short Sword from my waist and readied it. However.
“Rook move back! We need you for recovery!” (Borok)
“There aren’t many Healing mages! We don’t need you getting killed!” (Borok)
Mr. Borok pushes me back behind the stone wall.
Mr. Borok slung his large hammer back over his shoulder and began to run toward the enemies.
“I’m Borok Works! To those who want to die, come at me!” (Borok)
With that cry, he rushed at the enemy knight and swung his hammer full sideways. The struck knight was blown away while meeting his fist.
Then the two armies collided.
Here and there, knights and adventurers clashed and slashed, the sound of metal on metal echoed, and the smell of iron spread.
“Rook! Take care of him!” (Cyrus)
“Uh …yes!” (Rook)
A lone adventurer is brought in behind the wall.
I don’t know his name, but I’ve seen him before.
He was bleeding from the abdomen, and his arm was bent in an impossible direction.
“Light healing [Heal].” (Rook)
A pale magic ball of light heals the wound in my stomach. But the arm does not heal.
This is not the time to be scared about being found out or not!
It’s not that kind of situation anymore!
–Divine Light, heal your people [Holy Light]
I activate [Holy Light] without chanting.
The arm, which had been bent in a strange way, twisted, moved, and was set into its normal position.
“It is alright now!” (Rook)
“Thank you! I can still fight with this! I got some more in me!” (Adventurer)
“Sorry! I need you to take a look at him!” (Cyrus)
I continued to heal the adventurers and knights who came one after another.
Heal them. Heal them. Heal them.
I don’t even know how many minutes have passed.
Was it one minute, ten minutes, or an hour?
Mr. Cyrus words are going through my head.
— I’m sure the other side doesn’t want a serious fight. They will definitely try to pull back somewhere and talk things out.
Is this really going to stop at a suitable place?
Is it really going to end?
I stood up, wobbly from the loss of magic power, and looked beyond the wall.
The terrain has changed and the world has become desolate. Knights cutting and slashing while being torn to pieces. Bodies of the fallen rolling around.
The battle was still going on.
Suddenly, I remembered something and fished around in my Magic Bag.
The other day, I happened to buy something at Grandma Ulke’s store. A magic potion.
“I didn’t think I would use it at that time, but it’s useful.” (Rook)
Am I lucky after all? Well, if I were lucky, I wouldn’t be involved in this kind of thing.
I opened the lid of the bottle and gulped down the contents. The bitter taste of the grass and the flavor of the herb made it unsatisfactory.
I throw the bottle and look around. There is no longer any formation, it’s an all-out fight.
My eyes wander around, looking for a familiar face.
Then I see Lucille, Ms. Seam, and Mr. Cyrus, who are fighting in coordination with each other, and I exhale in relief.
In the distance were Mr. Borok, Mr. Gordo, and Count Moss, fighting on another level.
“That is what a serious battle of A-rankers look like…” (Rook)
Mr. Gordo’s great sword, tinged with black light, drew lines of black light in the air, and Mr. Borok’s hammer gouged the earth.
The problem is that there are people on the other side who can fight evenly with them, people who I thought were so strong, even with the effect of artifact Wukai Army Fan.
After all, it means that at the top of the country, there are a good number of A-rank level strong people.
And then, Ms. Seam, appeared in the corner of my eyes, cowered, holding her shoulders.
“Ms. Seam! I have to help–” (Rook)
The next moment, an arm reaching out from behind me grabbed my neck and tightened.
The surprised Shion jumps down from my shoulder and threatens him.
“You are the Schumer family’s recovery mage! Now, I’m going to crush you… once and for all!” (Enemy)
“Stop it!” (Rook)
“Kyu! Kyu!” (Shion)
I can’t shake him off, he’s too powerful!
I can’t get his hand off! I’m slipping on his blood!
“I can’t die yet!” (Rook)
In such a place!
“I am not going to die!” (Rook)
I pulled out my Dark Crystal Short Sword with my left hand, poured magical power, and stabbed it behind as hard as I could.
I felt the blade sink into flesh. Something red was spraying from the blade.
I jumped away from the weakened arm and rolled on the ground to ready myself.
“Shion! Come here!” (Rook)
Holding Shion, I back away.
Red spreads down the Black Short Sword, the white robe, and the white Shion.
“Hah… hah…” (Rook)
…Why am I doing this? I think with my wandering mind.
That time at the Rankfurt stampede was also sudden and I had to fight it out of necessity, but that was a problem for the town and I wanted to protect it too, and I’m glad I was able to protect it in the end.
It’s true that the Golden Dragon material is a very important and valuable item, and I don’t think the route to the Golden Dragon’s Nest should be known. However…
Who and what do I fight for here?
Looking in through the open town gates, I see adventurers in the town who are watching us. They are probably adventurers who have chosen not to participate in this battle. In a fight between nobles and aristocrats within a country, you are free to choose sides or not to join either side. Especially if there are no ties.
This is not a fight to defend a town.
Is this what it means to raise your skill?
Is this what it means to make a name for yourself?
The knight who tried to kill me lay motionless on the ground.
Various emotions arise.
There are no words to deny or affirm this battle. This is normal in this world, but not in my world.
I reconsider this thought.
No, this world is already “my world”. I am already a member of this world.
And at that moment. With a roar, the ground ahead of me blows up and rocks and debris come flying at me.
“What is it this time?!” (Rook)
I rolled on the ground to catch myself while protecting Shion, and looked at the center.
There it was—golden wings.
It flapped its wings, gripped the ground with its four legs, and twisted its body wrapped in golden scales.
“What, the Golden Dragon?” (Rook)
Everyone who had been fighting until then stopped moving and stared at that one spot.
It was as if all time had stopped.
It is hard to believe that this was the battlefield just a moment ago.
But my eyes were glued to another aspect of the golden dragon.
“Holy Beast Ancient Dragon”
The word “Ancient Dragon” popped into my head the moment I saw the golden dragon
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