Chapter 46

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I'm sorry to end it at such an awkward point m(_ _)m

"Damn it..."

Vais and I were still at an impasse.

My only means of attack, the arm, was being deflected by Vais' two knives.

"Is that all you've got?"

As we continued to exchange attacks that failed to hit either of us, Vais spoke in a light tone.

Until now, my arm had reacted on its own to cut down opponents without me even thinking about it, but now that it was being blocked, I had no other means of attack...

Vais was right; my best was only this much.

"...Huh, to be honest, I'm disappointed. If that's all you've got, I'll end this game here."

"Wh-What!?"

In the next instant, the speed of Vais' attacks clearly increased, and not only that, the power behind them seemed to have increased as well.

I had assumed Vais was already giving it their all, so the prospect of winning by outlasting them with continuous healing magic became much more difficult.

Once Vais started fighting seriously, I was on the defensive.

Vais launched attacks so quickly that my arm couldn't even react, gradually cornering me.

Attacks that I could previously avoid were now hitting me more often, leaving me with more injuries.

I barely managed to avoid attacks to my neck, but that was the state I was in.

However, I still had healing magic left.

"...Heal!"

I healed the injuries and managed to escape the danger.

For a while, I repeated this cycle, but then Vais suddenly stopped attacking.

"...That healing magic of yours is really something. But, if your neck gets cut, who knows what might happen, right?"

Vais looked at my neck and smiled slyly.

My obvious protection of my neck had backfired...

"Well, I might not be able to cut it easily, but how about this?"

As Vais said this, they disappeared.

I didn't bother to look for where they had gone, instead hurriedly using the knife to protect my neck.

"!!"

In an instant, a tremendous impact hit my arm, and I was blown backward.

"Heal"

I finished healing as I got up, preparing for the next attack.

However, Vais remained in the spot where I had been, seemingly waiting for me to get ready before making any move.

"...That was just a warm-up. I'll show you my full strength from now on, so try your best."

"No way, you weren't serious just now..."

I had been stuck in a rut for a long time...

But I couldn't just keep complaining.

Vais was already preparing for the next attack.

...Is there anything, anything at all, that could help me outsmart Vais one more time?

It was a mistake to talk about myself so much when I encountered the dragon.

As I searched for something, my eyes landed on 'It'.

"..."

I picked up 'It' and threw it with all my might straight up above me.

"...It's too late to give up now!"

At that moment, Vais disappeared again. But, they were probably aiming for my neck.

The impact might be too much for the knife to handle, and it might break.

...But so what?

I have an even more powerful healing magic, don't I?!!

The impact of the attack started to travel through my arm, and I could feel the knife breaking.

Eventually, the attack shattered the knife completely and extended toward my neck.

I felt this and thrust my arm forward.

"HealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHealHea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