Living as a healer in the Nord World 109
Living as a healer in the Nord World chapter 109

【The circumstances of the Solar Union】
The sun, the outlaw, the supermoon.
A total of 50 people participated in the ‘Juk Desert’ raid conducted by three battle guilds.
The Supermoon Guild filled the Saint occupation group, which was the most lacking in raids, and was reassuring, and even the ‘general general’, who had not appeared on the field for a while, participated in the raid, and expectations for the dealership were high.
At the same time, the news of the annihilation of the underground city of ONE and Legion, which had been heard an hour before the assembly, was in a festive mood.
In the midst of the twists and turns, the chance of them successfully raiding the underground city and sharing a strategy was low in the yard where the guild atmosphere was the same.
So it was natural to celebrate their failure.
“I feel good today~ I only trust Pingpu-nim~”
Supermoon’s guild master, Kulversky squinted his eyes at Pink Fook.
Contrary to being teased for being bald because of his ID, he was a man in his 40s with a lot of thickness and a good impression.
Due to rumors that countless ending items have been poured out in the recent joint raid between ONE and Legion, a small number of elite Supermoon have also shown great interest in the raid. For Kulsky, who had a lot of concerns about items, he had no choice but to be happy with this alliance.
Just before the start of the raid, the Dead Sands waiting room was filled with the aspirations of 50 players.
While everyone is excited to eat the item. Supermoon’s Saint, Boreal, looked displeased with Kulversky, who was busy laughing and talking.
“Sister, why are you doing this?”
It was ‘Dark Cloud’, the saint of the same guild. Since they are close siblings, Boreal spewed out the accumulated complaints as if they had waited.
“Not bad.”
“What?”
“I don’t like it all. Yongsik couldn’t even come because his level was low. And I don’t even know what style everyone is, does it make sense to suddenly go like this? St. is a little bad too. There’s no other healer you can trust other than the outlaws over there. Just looking at it, it looks like only our guild kids will suffer a lot.”
“Hmm. I do. Because the sun only pushed the forget-me-not… … . outsider? kohei? Although I saw these people often, they didn’t do much, and the items were just okay. Well, you’ll be fine anyway. They are the second-ranked guild Saints.”
“I wish I did.”
“By the way, General, the real thing is awesome. From a distance, it’s just a model, model. Are you 185 tall? It’s very conspicuous. It really makes me feel like I’m looking down.”
Currently, the general was surrounded by people in the center of the waiting room.
It was by far the most striking appearance, so even players who had not interacted with each other were approaching and snooping around. Other female players came and admired him, but Boreal’s gaze was not pretty.
“He’s not good either. because it’s messy. Just looking at it, it was obvious that I couldn’t do it more than carelessness. It doesn’t look like there’s any real value in splitting the threads.”
“Wow, Noona is really thin. Right now, men and women alike are busy looking at the general.”
“What is the use of a face? It depends on whether you live or die right now.”
“It is, though. Hey, don’t be too tight, noona~ Relax your expressions a little~”
“Oh, I don’t know. Anyway, it’s all annoying.”
Despite Bariel’s very angry attitude, Dark Cloud only smiled. Bariel is usually a sensitive person, so it was natural that this situation was very stressful when he had a party with strangers.
“Boreal! Dark Cloud! I’ll gather here for a moment!”
The outlaw’s Saint, Yite beckoned to the two of them. The two of them, who were far away, took a look at their expressions and headed to the place where Eat was.
When all the Saints gathered, Yit looked at Boreal’s eyes. Boreal, who is strict but doesn’t like going to the conductor’s side, beckoned him to do it on his own.
Thanks to that, Yitt was able to speak with a comfortable face.
“I am in charge after discussing with Bori-nim. First of all, the main hill is in charge of me and Bori-sama. The buff is in charge of the Sun Guild’s outer ear, Kohei-sama. Dark Cloud and Hwanmong are in charge of new construction in the one o’clock direction. Taroti-nim, Oh Yeol-nim, and Limited-nim, please take charge of auxiliary heels at the miscellaneous mob party.”
Following the guidance of the high-ranked Saints, the Saints except for Barley nodded saying yes. Knowing their role, the Saints bowed their heads toward each other.
While the formal greetings were exchanged, Boreal looked around at the unfamiliar Saints.
The Saints of the Supermoon looked at me with a lot of angles. On the other hand, the outer ear of the sun, Kohei, ate and joked with each other, and the outlaw guild, Taroti, was trembling with fear.
At the sight of something unbalanced, Boreal’s eyes narrowed.
3 years of Saint experience. Boreal felt the dissonance.
* * *
After entering the ‘Bamboo Desert’, by the time the Alliance Raid Party started trapping near the boss area, everything went smoothly.
There was no mistake throughout the trap check, and the check was quickly completed within 20 minutes. Compared to ONE and Legion, which were missing during the initial trap operation, it was very flat compared to the deaths.
“Please move carefully while paying attention to the location where the auxiliary job materials are located.”
While Pink Fook issued a trap warning, many people were tensed by the boss, Livicus, Ruler of the Desert. About 20 people were unfamiliar with the field, and there were also those who were new to raids, so it was natural.
While checking the trap’s location, the Bard and Saints began to roll the buff first. Around the time the buff was completed, the main tanks Aquinas, Miindo, and Hamak announced the start of the raid with their aggro skills.
The angry Livicus’ body rose completely, and sand dust flew away. Bluebell, the main Dark Templar, ran through the dust and began to lay down a debuff field of decreasing numerical value.
Careful Pink Fook ordered the attack only after confirming that all debuffs were fully applied.
“dealer! Attack on!”
The dealers who were waiting while swallowing their tension rushed out all at once, and a full-scale battle began.
Pink Fook looked at the boss’s HP falling stably and smiled with satisfaction.
The number of high rankers in the three guilds was close to 30. However, the distribution of the top high-ranked dealers was insufficient, so they were all set with extreme attack power.
Almost all dealers’ HP was significantly lower than usual, so the main healers, Barial and Eat, had no choice but to be busy.
It was the first raid since Borealdo came here like Yite. Hearing that there are a lot of variables, in the beginning, I was hesitant to pay attention to the overall heel. However, as a seasoned Saint, he quickly adapted to it and began to have more time.
When it was enough to breathe, Boreal could look around. At the same time, the problems that were hidden in the busy situation began to appear in her eyes.
Of course, after Livicus appeared, the pouring pattern was more difficult than I had heard.
As much as running directly, he had to run with all his might, avoiding the poisoning field where he died instantly. When the poison pole or sand pit pattern continued, they also had to run to death in order not to die or become a nuisance. As a result, I often fell. Or he bumped into someone, and if he was unlucky, he stepped on a trap and died instantly.
Even if the attack was perfect, there was nothing that could be done. Even if it was a cowardly excuse, it was something that everyone had to consider to some extent since it was their first time.
But it also has to be to some extent. People’s eyes gradually became fiercer because one character was repeating the same mistake over and over again.
“Oh, really, why do you keep stepping on me?”
After the fourth poison pole pattern was finished, Yite stepped on the trap and muttered to the dead Dagger while memorizing the resurrection spell, Absentino. It was already the third time. Barley was also wrinkling his brows at the repeated mistakes of Takger.
It wasn’t just the poison pole pattern. I made a lot of mistakes in picking the sand pit pattern as well.
When Livicus drove his tongs into the sand and vibrated it, it was a sand pit. Since a light shadow is displayed in advance, it was a pattern that could be avoided enough if you only looked at your feet.
And yet, every time I was drowning in a pit of sand, it was amazing. If you fall into a pit, you can’t do anything and only your HP will drop. It meant that the burden on the healer who had to take care not to die was increasing.
“Oh, what kind of presbyopia is that person already? Can’t you see the shadow under your feet?”
Giuliano, the outlaw’s bard, also muttered like it was ridiculous.
Still, I had to endure it. However, during the easiest poison mist pattern, Barley screamed impatiently at the sight of Takger’s actions.
“Daddy! Look in the direction and go! You just have to look at the direction the wind blows and avoid it, so why do you keep getting hit by it all the time?!”
However, what returned was Taga’s red flag.
“I can’t keep up, so what’s the problem? If you give me heels from there, you won’t die, right?”
Barley’s lips trembled in absurdity. I didn’t expect an answer “I’m sorry,” but I thought I had at least a conscience. However, after the question was repeated over and over again, I was stunned.
“Bori. Be patient. That older brother was a little… … .”
The pattern was so familiar, the black sword, the bard of the sun, quickly whispered to Boreal.
So let’s leave it out from the beginning. It happened because of Ping-Pu who wanted to take him for the first time, as Dagger is a high-ranked dealer.
Boreal looked at such a black sword as if it were nonsense. When I asked if I should be patient, Heukdo was sweating profusely.
Just as I was about to make another sound in shock, a dark cloud approached and ripped it apart. Barley could barely hold back his anger in the face of his dear brother.
Then, the moment he witnessed Takger falling into a pit and struggling again, his anger exploded to the top of his head. Boreal was angry with an angry voice.
“Hey! Are you kidding me?! You keep wasting MP because of you! Do it right!”
Dagger’s eyes, which had fallen into the pit, were still wide. I can’t help but be surprised to see a young woman who was not even 30 years old at the most, screaming and squealing in half-talks.
But it wasn’t like he was intimidated by it. Dagger immediately came to his senses and began to put a double bath on his lips. If it hadn’t been for Pink Pug, who had rushed in and dried the dagger, the fight would have ended.
It’s in the raid, so be patient, and at Pink Fook’s words that he didn’t do well either, Takge was excited for a while. However, he was busy with the pattern of Livicus pouring out again, and there was no time to get angry.
I just thought the atmosphere was going to subside… … .
As the poison pole pattern became more frequent and Taga began to run away loudly, the atmosphere became quiet again. Because he was running around without thinking about the route, he was bumping into several people.
It should also be to some extent. Paprika, who was not able to see her, shouted at Taga, at the movement of not being considerate of others because she prioritized her own body.
“Daddy brother! Run away from people if you can!”
Those who were watching were just dumbfounded. Do I have to put it into words? If the brain is properly embedded, wouldn’t it be up to you to decide for yourself? The hot-blooded warrior of Supermoon let out a vain laugh and muttered.
Still, the situation did not improve significantly. The Tagger still ran wildly and ruthlessly, causing trouble for many running nearby.
Oddly enough, there were even some who deliberately ran away from stalking.
Those who were able to escape and breathe quickly turned away because of the sudden chase, while those who ran smoothly avoiding the poison pole lost their way and stumbled and fell because of the Dagger that had overtaken them.
As there was a commotion in various places, some players died by stepping on traps in the congestion. Now it’s hard to tell who’s at fault.
The field was five minutes before opening.
Living as a healer in the Nord World chapter 109

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