When Anastasia said this, an object came flying out of the darkness ahead with great force.
It was the corpse of an infidel.
A corpse with its head bent in a different direction was flying fast!
It was as if something threw it at us with tremendous force.
The object was probably a troll with two names.
This is when Anastasia finally speaks the name of the two-named monster.
"The Troll of the Undying.
That was his second name.
It was a simple name, but it was strong.
Anastasia explains in a sorcerer's tone, "Trolls basically have the ability to 'regenerate'.
"Trolls basically have the ability to 'regenerate'. They can heal instantly from a longsword cut.
"What about immortal trolls?
There are reports of people who were able to heal from having their arms cut off and tied together.
What?
It might raise some eyebrows because no one has ever come out of a fight with that troll unscathed.
Did you let Master Will face such a dangerous monster?
Lunamaria was furious, but there was no point in being angry now.
Instead of apologizing, Anastasia let a tree grow out from under her feet and pierced the troll's gut with it.
"Gut them!
A word that does not suit the beautiful elf, but under the circumstances, it is dependable.
But the immortal troll lives up to its two names.
With a grin, he tears the tree with his right hand and pulls the spilled innards back with his own.
The wound quickly closes up.
Watching the wound heal as it bubbles, I prepare for a long battle.
In fact, the battle between us and the immortal trolls became a long one.
I'll be the vanguard, parrying the troll's club with shield and dagger.
Meanwhile, Lunamaria assisted me with supportive magic and regained my strength with recovery magic.
Then Anastasia, the tree hero and court wizard, attacks.
Giving up on her physical attacks with the tree, she creates a fireball that hits the troll, but whether it hits the head or the belly, it remains unperturbed.
She could do some damage, but she would recover quickly.
Thinking that just one was not enough, Anastasia created several fireballs and threw them in rapid succession, but they were still insufficient to deal with the damage.
--Such a battle lasted for three hours.
...... monster.
Breathing with both shoulders, I dodge the troll's attack.
As if on a spinal reflex, I land a dagger strike, but it has no effect.
If this stalemate continued, we would be defeated.
We were always in control, but neutralizing any attack would eventually put us at a disadvantage.
Trolls have unlimited resilience. Meanwhile, our strength and magic were limited.
What would happen if the two continued to fight was clearer than the fire.
(......) It's not good if we don't do something about it. We have to do something to fix this.
Anastasia, on the verge of running out of magic, looks at Lunamaria with a sense of sadness in the air.
(...... I'll have to do something here.)
I put all my strength into my hand holding the dagger and shield.