My childhood friend the hero was genuinely angry - My childhood friend the hero was genuinely angry chapter 17

17 – The Man Loved by the Goddess (5)

There is no one on this continent who is unaware of the strength of a group called the warrior party.

The existence known to be the most dangerous on this continent right now, the monster called the Demon King. Since the Hero Party was originally created to deal with the enemy called the Demon King, it naturally has the power to confront him.

Therefore, a group called the warriors’ party could never be weak, and the same was true of the individual party members who made up the warriors’ party.

‘The magician of the warrior’s party…’

But even so, it seemed that there were no exceptions.

Her saintess, Arcena, faced her black-haired sorceress right in front of her eyes, and she didn’t seem too frightened.

Because the very exception was that magician.

‘I thought you were kicked out of the empire…?’

A wizard who had been active in the warrior party until recently, I heard that he was kicked out of the empire a while ago.

Although Alkena spends all day praying in a church cut off from the world, she still occasionally hears news about the world from people who visit her church.

The people who come to her church are mainly the imperial nobility and royalty. They come to pray at Alkena’s church, and then she always informs Alkena of the world.

‘The weakest wizard in the warrior’s party.’

I heard the reason Xerath was expelled from the information they gave me. And the reason I heard from them was that he was weak. I heard that he was kicked out because he was so unqualified as a warrior party.

That’s why he was weaker than the other warrior party members, but not strong.

As Arkenna faced him, she had no reason to be afraid.

‘I can’t be completely vigilant, but I’m the kind of person who almost became a warrior’s party.’

Of course, even such a wizard would be strong because he belonged to the warriors’ party, but he was also a being who almost became the warriors’ party.

I don’t know why the hero didn’t come looking for him, but it’s clear that he deserves the hero’s party.

That’s why, to be honest, I didn’t care too much about the mage Xerath.

That was the reason why she came here alone now. Her Saint Arcena was confident of her own victory over her Xerath.

“…!? Wow…!”

But what the hell is this situation?

5 Minutes since the battle started now, her powerful spells have been continuously bombarding her.

The saintess barely managed to block the attacks, each of which had a very powerful performance.

“What kind of magic…”

He drove her saintess while deploying 5 spells at once.

Her ice magic sealed her movements, her wind magic held her back, and her land magic turned the terrain against her.

Also, her fire magic that chases her and burns her down, and her water magic that tries to devour her. It really pushed her in a variety of ways.

The saintess’ limit was to block such attacks.

Perhaps if she hadn’t been a saint specializing in shielding and recovery, it wouldn’t be strange even if she had fallen a long time ago.

No matter how much she thought about it, this was an embarrassing situation to even call it a battle, and all she could do was block the wizard’s attacks.

‘This is the weakest thing in a warrior’s party…’

Wouldn’t the magic power go down if I held out for a little bit of time? I thought about it.

With that thought, I desperately endured. It was obvious that it would be absolutely impossible to continue deploying such powerful magic. I thought that if I held on, the moment would come when my firepower would weaken.

But contrary to her expectations, that time did not come. No matter how much she waited, her firepower did not weaken. No, on the contrary, instead of weakening, I felt like I was getting stronger and stronger.

‘Did you hide your power until now…?’

A figure like that would never be the weakest at a warrior party.

The saintess knows the history of the warrior party. I’ve never seen a hero, but I’ve seen other warrior party members fight before.

From the point of view of the saintess who knew that, she had no choice but to know that if she had that level of skill, she would never be the weakest member of the hero’s party.

I don’t know why the nobility and royal family of the empire judge him as the weakest, but I can assure you that he was never the weakest.

The hero is an unpredictable being, so even if he were to be excluded, I can assure you that he is by no means weaker than the other warrior party members. He was stronger if he was stronger.

I don’t know why, but I think he may have been hiding his power all this time.

“Kyaaah…!”

Anyway, now I’ve reached the limit of holding out with the shield and recovery.

At this rate, she was bound to lose. Of course, that shouldn’t have happened.

As a saint, did she lose herself to an evil pagan wizard? It was something she should never have.

So I had no choice.

I have no choice but to use my trump card.

I have no choice but to borrow power from the goddess.

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The saintess of the Goddess Cult standing in front of me right now, she was by no means an easy foe.

Her In the first place, as much as she originally tried to become a warrior party instead of me, it would not be an exaggeration to say that her strength is that of a warrior party.

To be honest, I was very wary of the power of the saintess, the representative chosen by the goddess.

‘She’s a saint who almost became a warrior’s party…’

If I do well, I don’t know if there will be a case where I lose.

I didn’t know anything else in the warrior’s party, but I was the one who didn’t stand out in 1:1 battles.

So, when I started fighting her, I also heard a lot of her frank fear.

“Huh…? You’re weaker than I thought?”

But once the battle started, all those worries were blown away.

Right now, even though I couldn’t properly draw out her firepower, I could see that the saintess was barely blocking my attacks.

I’m desperately holding on with my shield and resilience, but even that probably won’t last long.

In fact, looking at this situation, it was true that my victory would be confirmed after a while.

‘Are the rumors exaggerated?’

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In this situation, I had no choice but to tilt my head for a moment.

I’m sure the saintess heard that she was rated equal to or better than the party members of the warrior party.

But it felt far worse than the strength of the warrior party I knew.

Although I have no experience fighting outside with my childhood friend, the hero, I said that such a hero was strong enough to equal himself and the other party members.

That means that the other party members are probably as strong as the hero.

So, if the saintess had the same level of strength as them, it is clear that I couldn’t overwhelm her like this.

‘No matter how you look at it, it’s not like a warrior’s party. They will be much stronger.’

In the end, I couldn’t help but think that the rumors were exaggerated under these circumstances.

The saintess didn’t seem to have the strength of a warrior’s party.

‘But it’s too early to be careless.’

But the important thing was that winning like this meant nothing.

The saintess is a representative who has received the power of the goddess. She uses ridiculously excellent defense magic and recovery magic, but she actually has one more ability.

As long as she had that ability, there was no point in pushing the saintess like this now.

‘Goddess Advent.’

Then what is that ability? It was that he could temporarily borrow power from the goddess.

A saintess who has the special ability to receive the power of her goddess directly by praying to the goddess.

Of course, it is impossible to receive all the power of the goddess in its entirety with a human body, but even so, the power of a saint who has received the power of the goddess cannot be predicted.

It was clear that he would show unbelievable power and authority.

“I can’t stand it any longer, to push me like this.”

It seemed that the saintess was about to use that ability.

The saintess who looks at me and raises sharp eyes, as if she is really going to fail now, is probably thinking of writing the Goddess Advent that I have been thinking about.

She closed her eyes and put her hands together. She then began to say her prayers reverently, with a magic circle of light forming on her floor.

“Whoa… Is this the start?”

How strong is the saintess wearing the Advent of the Goddess?

I also strengthened my resolve while watching such a saint.

Now I’m going to have to deal with her with all of her things I can use. Otherwise, you may be hit in the blink of an eye.

“I can’t back down.”

To be honest, I don’t know if I can win even if I do that, but I have no intention of losing. Because I can’t back down either.

That was the time when I made up my mind and prepared by releasing my mana to the limit.

“Huh…? What do you mean? Goddess. Won’t you lend me your power?”

But things seemed to be going strangely.

As she prayed, the saintess made a disapproving expression.

It seems that she is facing some problem now.

“No…? Goddess, what the hell does that mean?”

She looks like she’s talking to someone while looking up at the sky.

What is he doing…?

I don’t know why, but it seemed that the saintess couldn’t use Goddess Descent right now.