Disciple of Immortal

Act 2: Chapter 32: Magic City's S-Rank Adventurer

After the duel, Pomera healed several onlookers who got sent flying along with Alfred with her healing magic.

「《Heal》」

Magic circle appeared as soon as Pomera finished her aria, the body of the person who stood in front of her was wrapped in white light.

「OOOH! MY BODY FEELS LIGHTER THAN BEFORE! THANK YOU VERY MUCH!」

「N-No… Pomera just…」

Pomera showed a complex look on her face when she received such words of gratitude.

… By the way, since the tip of Pomera’s cane was broken when she hit Alfred with her cane, her cane was fixed together with tape.

Since it is just a stop-gap measure, let’s use some money from our subjugation rewards to fix her cane after we receive the reward.

The people around us were praising Pomera.

「She defeated that annoying adventurer like twisting the arm a baby’s arm!」

「Just what was happening in that fight? I saw that battle but honestly I have no idea what was happening back then at all. I only remember Alfred being sent flying after he got hit by cane.」

The more they talked, the gloomier Pomera’s face became and the lower her shoulders drooped.

「Oioi, didn’t you see that fluid magic? That last attack must be using a item that controls wind.」

It reached the point where I heard such a statement.

I see, the last attack was regarded as wind magic by using an item, huh.

「… Uhm, thanks, Pomera-san.」

「AS EXPECTED OF POMERA! AMAZING! STRONK!」

When I called out to Pomera, Philia praised Pomera with an innocent smile on her face.

「Philia wants to fight that swordsman person too!」

Sorry but, please spare him from that horror, Philia.

I could already see the figure of Alfred getting smashed by hands growing up from the ground the moment they started fighting.

The only silver lining for Alfred was the fact that he chose Pomera, the one with the most common sense amongst us.

「Sorry… Kanata-san. You’re right, things would have turned out much easier for us if we’d just backed down.」

「N-No, I think this much is okay… maybe.」

… But, whether it was the matter of Philia throwing a progenitor dragon, or this matter with Alfred, I started to get this feeling that Pomera might be born under some sort of cursed star for her to easily get entangled in these matters.

I had to quickly raise her level above 1000 since she might find herself in an extremely dangerous situation sooner or later.

Though her current level, level 200 might make those dangerous fellas hold back from aiming for her life, there was no way to know what kind of plan they would prepare for her.

I mean, I wouldn’t stay by her side forever.

「… Moreover, thank you for being angry in my stead. Though I don’t really care about what he said, I’m really happy that you spoke up for me.」

「K-Kanata-san…!」

Pomera’s cheeks flushed red as she looked up to me.

「Pomera will do her best to repay her debt of gratitude from now on…!」

「N-No, I’m really happy with your good intentions, but please stop doing your best in that direction—」

That moment, the sound of hands clapping resounded.

When I turned around, the man with a pointed hat was standing right there.

「Splendid, Saint Pomera… even though it’s a duel in which you bet your pride, exposing your trump card is a height of foolishness… But, I never expected that you actually hide your real combat style. It’s hidden very well to the point that even I failed to notice it…」

Upon hearing such praise, Pomera tilted her head, and then looked at me as if looking for an answer.

Honestly, I also had no idea what in the world was that guy with a pointed hat talking about.

「Your mastery of white magic and spirit magic aside, I never expected that it’s just a cover to finish him off with your cane arts. You should’ve already used the sword’s range. No, that alone is interesting.」

「… Pardon?」

「Please stop playing dumb. I know that you used the last cane strike to defend yourself from Alfred sword and attack him from point-blank range. Though the your last strikes look like crude strike, I know that it’s in fact a form that you refined thoroughly to the point that you can perform it with ease in any kind of situation.」

Pomera was looking at me with a troubled look on her face.

Please don’t look at me, I’m just as confused as you, Pomera.

「Pomera is so cool! So Pomera can do something like that too!」

Philia raised her arms merrily as she praised Pomera.

Sorry Philia but, she couldn’t actually do that.

「U-Uhm…」

Pomera was about to say something but then, the man wearing a tapered hat offered his hand toward her.

「Oops, don’t be so wary about me. I won’t be the one who reports this matter to the guild master. I ‘m not calling out to you for that. I mean, those mobs have no idea what happened during the fight a while ago. That’s why, as an individual who saw this fight properly, I want to give my praise to you. That’s all I wanted to tell you…」

The man spoke while sending a sidelong glance toward the spectators.

Pomera looked like she had so many things she wanted to tell him but her lips were shut tightly.

Maybe she decided to keep her silence.

The man with a tapered hat then turned around with a grin on his face.

「Fufufu, though it looks like a last minute, desperate attack, apparently I was wrong. Because I know just how much level difference you need to blow Alfred, an A-rank adventurer so easily with such attack.」

It felt like cold water poured on my head as soon as I heard what he said.

The man just left as it was without even looking back.

I-In fact, his remark was waaaay off the mark, it was a huge misunderstanding.

One thing caught my ear when we were returning to the adventurer guild to receive our monetary reward.

「Whether it’s close or ranged combat, and white magic on top of that, all of it is first rate… could it be that she ‘s actually as powerful as our S-rank adventurer, Kotone-sama?」

「No, that’s impossible. I mean, Kotone-sama’s scale is of a completely different level. You can only say that since you never see Kotone-sama’s battle from close.」

Kotone… sama?

If I’m not wrong, she was supposed to be the sole S-rank adventurer in this city.

But, her name didn’t sound like a local name.

Could it be that she was the same transferee as me?

No, that’s just one of the possibilities.

I mean, one of Lovis’ subordinates, the woman who clad in a kimono called Yozakura did say to Lovis that she came from another country.

At that time, someone called out from behind.

「C-Can you please use that white magic… for us? Don’t worry, I’m willing to pay for it… 」

When we turned around to the place where that voice came from, we found out that the speaker was Alfred’s comrade, Sarah.

She carried the Alfred who was fainted while drenching in his blood, walking towards Pomera with embarrassed look on her face.