I who got fired from the S class adventure party worked as a support, want to have a slow life by becoming an alchemist - Chapter 18

Translator: NovelMultiverse

Mr. Bridget, please be patient with me a little longer.

As Elia approached Bridget, she raised her holy wand, closed her eyes, and went into a prayer motion.

‘Full recovery, perfect heel.’

After ten or so seconds, the chanting of Elia’s Sacred Art is completed and a pale light envelops Bridget from the holy wand.

The S-ranked Sacred Art ‘Full Recovery Perfect Heal’ is a magic that heals wounds in a perfect state and can even restore physical deficiencies.

The Saints Elia has the power to revive not only the seriously injured but even the dead if not much time has passed since death. Therefore, it was easy to treat an injury of this level. Bridget’s facial injuries had been restored to their original state, and she had recovered nicely.

However, being hit in the face with a fist by a large man who was supposed to be her companion would have been an unimaginable horror. Bridget’s body was shaking in small increments despite her injuries being fully healed.

“Oh …… ah. It’s bad. …… Gantez, how dare you do that to me. It’s disgusting to raise your hand to your mate.”

Bridget stared at Gantez with tears in her eyes and resentment.

But Gantez didn’t seem to feel any remorse for his violence, rather he spat out a follow-up line to Bridget.

“Hey, listen. You bitch. …… the rest of the guys have a good chance to say it too, so let me tell you.”

Gantez looked dumbfounded and looked down at Bridget as he continued.　

”This stupid woman is useless at all. She can’t even defend herself and her skills as a ‘thief’ are B-ranked scum. …… How can you have such incompetence in an S-ranked party?　You should just fire, man.”

They were all silent at Gantez’s words.

It could be said that it was a form of representing what the other party members had not said.

It’s a good thing that you’re able to have a good idea of what you’re looking for.

After a while, there was an opportunity to recruit a bandit with better skills than her, but no one was willing to stop her at that time.

It was true that Brigitte’s skills were a reasonable stop, but she had been helped in terms of being a positive mood-maker, and most importantly, the idea of welcoming her once and discarding her because a replacement had been found would not have been possible in the Blast Wind of a long time ago.

However, with the banishment of Slay, the prohibition against such things has already disappeared.

Gantez’s question of whether there was a need to hold Bridgette had a huge ripple effect on the members of Hazerushippu Blastwind.

“…… but even Bridget, you’re doing your best. …… I disagree with you.”

“Hey, Elia. Let’s talk honestly. I’m not sure what to make of it. I’m sure you’ll be able to find out more about this in the future. …… Unlike this guy, he’s a good fighter too.”

He can also handle combat with an A-ranked “thief”.

That would simply be a B-ranked ‘Thief’ bandit that is upwardly compatible with Brigitte, who can’t fight with a B-ranked ‘Thief’.

However, I don’t know if that bandit is better than Bridget in terms of personality. He is an acquaintance of Gantez. We should be wary, Henry thought, or at least interview him.

But someone had heard that statement and had made up his mind.

Roland, who had been watching the situation with cold eyes, approached Bridget, who was now in a collapsed position.

“Bridget,”

“Ro…… Dear Roland…… Am I going to be fired? From now on, I’ll try to work on being able to do both combat and lock-picking.”

“I don’t care about that anymore. …… You said earlier that if Slay would just stay … and give me….”

“What?”

Roland’s cold response was that Bridget mentioned Slay’s name and gave a dependable muttered murmur.

“Go away. Don’t let me see your vile face again.”

Roland looked at him with disdain, and Bridget with tears in her eyes, with a despairing expression on her face.

His recriminations against Slay were considerable.

“You…… lie. Dear Roland.”

“Don’t call my name lightly. You’ve always been an eyesore. …… What did you dream of, an uneducated street performer?”

“Roland.”

Elia, who had been at Bridget’s side, got angry at the spiteful mannerisms and stood up and crowded Roland.

“…… please rescind your current tirade. What did you ever think of you, Bridget?”

　Roland smiled briskly at his words.

“Elia. It’s been a long time since you’ve spoken to me up close. If you ask me how I feel, you know what I feel.　…… I’ve been missing you ever since you got cold feet.”

“Yeah, no …… or …… or whatever, please don’t.”

Elia shows her rejection with a pale expression against Roland, who laughs at her.

──Slay, I may not be able to stand it anymore.

It was a hellish sight. Henry wanted to get out of this place at once.

It was times like these that he wanted to talk to Slay about it, but he was gone.

He repositioned his unshifted monocular and looked around to see Raymond standing there with his arms crossed. He smiled as he saw Roland being rejected by Elia.

Something horrified at the sight, but Henry still decided to whisper to Raymond to break the situation.

“…… Raymond, if only you would disagree with me, we can win by majority vote. I’m sure Bridget didn’t mean any harm to you.”

I didn’t think that the air in this stagnant party would be helped by Bridget’s banishment being withdrawn now, but I still couldn’t help but ask.

The oldest man in this party had once been really dependable. He would never have made it look bad in a situation like this.

“Miss Bridget’s attitude towards me was probably at Roland’s direction. I don’t care. …… And there is no doubt that Gantez is right about the poor technique, but that’s a new one and I don’t blame him.”

Raymond’s response was exactly the kind of line Henry wanted.

Henry sighed with relief.

“Good. He says he’s going to take his training seriously, and rather than welcoming an unearned bandit into the fold ……”

“……, but more importantly, the way he occasionally spoke poorly of Miss Elia caught my eye.”

“What?”

Raymond paused for a beat and announced with his eyes closed.

“I agree with the banishment.”

Henry looked up at the heavens with a mortified expression.

And he was horrified by his quiet obsession with Elia, which was different from Roland’s.

It was true that Bridget occasionally expressed her jealousy of Elia. However, perhaps she didn’t really dislike Elia in earnest. She had received Elia’s treatment, as she had done earlier, and she had seen them chatting and laughing together in a friendly manner.

He knows that Roland is pining for Elia, so he thinks it’s just a matter of jealousy leaking out from time to time.

But at the earliest, he had moved to a stage where such colorful relationships were not important.

“Heh, bad words about Elia. …… You really don’t know what you’re talking about. I’d like to kill her.”

Roland spat out a chase word to a sobbing Bridget, who must have heard Raymond’s line, and then turned back to Henry.

“…… Henry, what’s your opinion?　Does Bridget deserve to be in this party?”

Roland asked Henry with a thin smile.

He was already in favor of it. If he tried to disagree at this point in time, he was afraid of what would happen in the future.

“Oh, ah, …… neutral,” 

“Henry, people don’t like either side of the issue. So, 3 for, 1 neutral, 1 against, and Bridgette should be banned. …… gantez. Newly joined bandits, I’m counting on it.”

“Heh, I’ll take care of it. I’m a lot better than this guy. …… Hey, dumb bitch, get your stuff together by tomorrow.”

Roland and Gantez dodged a handshake.

They didn’t expect that the two who had been at odds with each other as ‘attackers’ would be united in such a way, but there was no way they could take this over-the-top reconciliation at face value.

Followed by Slay to Bridget …… The atmosphere of the party right now is too dangerous. If this continues, it could spell disaster for the area.

Henry’s mind was on Slay in the magical city of Loonside.

But he was unsure if he should run down to Slay, who was beginning to chase his dream.