Jack of All Trades, Party of None

“Are you really going to be okay?”

After parting ways with the Robe Woman, I met up with the hero party and told them what we were about to do. Felix, the hero, asked me with a worried expression.

“No problem. For years, I’ve been in parties with some outrageous geniuses and some very stubborn types. I’ve supported them all to move at full capacity. Supporting just you will be a piece of cake.”

As I answered Felix’s question, memories of those guys came back to me.

“…I see. That’s good. Still, I never thought the enchanter who guided ‘Golden Dawn’ to the 94th floor of the Great Southern Labyrinth would be supporting the hero party.”

“You knew about me…?”

“Well, yeah. You weren’t exactly a famous explorer in the public eye, but Oswell and his subordinates paid attention to you, so I remembered. I want to fight with you once more, this time without any strings attached.”

“Give me a break. I don’t want to fight you again. Besides, you won’t have the luxury for that going forward.”

“Hahaha… true. This will probably be the last time I can act freely. So, let me fight the best fight possible, Orun.”

“Got it. Go wild, Hero Felix!”

After our conversation ended, Felix kicked off the ground and leapt into the air.

The Robe Woman had asked for two things.

The first was to draw the dragons’ aggro.

I still had some stamina left to keep fighting, but there was no guarantee her plan would work perfectly.

It was far better to have Felix, who was already recovering health thanks to her supernatural ability, wreak havoc.

The best way to get the maximum results without wasting stamina was for me, as an enchanter, to support Felix.

He had been providing his own buffs during battle.

It wasn’t because there were no allies nearby, but because he was just used to fighting that way — his movements were polished and practiced.

Self-buffs through support magic, if mastered, could deliver excellent performance.

However, because part of his resources were allocated to buffs, outputting one hundred percent of his true strength was practically impossible.

To truly reach one hundred percent, a synchronized enchanter was necessary.

Well, if one could harness qi, that constraint could be broken.

(It’s been half a year since I seriously used my enchanter skills…)

With that feeling, I began constructing my techniques.

“[Full Stat Boost] [Quadruple Stacking]!”

I activated the ‘stacking’ buff I developed for Log, but this time with quadruple stacking, which also affects others.

Felix’s buff duration lasted about a hundred seconds.

Though nowhere near Oliver’s level, Felix also had remarkably high magic resistance.

I belonged to the hero party as an enchanter.

But because of the fatal flaw that my buffs were weak, I was eventually kicked out of the party.

Now, though, I had overcome that flaw.

That said, this buff still had a sort of usage limit, so it wasn’t a complete fix.

“Hahaha! This is amazing!”

Felix yelled excitedly as he turned dragons into black mist.

“I’m glad you like it.”

I murmured my reply and continued constructing multiple techniques and casting spells repeatedly.

Based on what I’d learned about Felix’s personality and combat habits from our earlier fight, I predicted his next moves and provided optimal support.

When he swung his sword where the scales were tough, or launched wide-range slashes in the air, I used [Instantaneous Ability Surge (Impact)].

When he scattered magic, I used [Amplification Chain (Raise Repeat)].

For attacks coming from blind spots, I used [Reflective Barrier].

Beyond that, I used various magics to create a battlefield where Felix could fight easily.

Felix rampaged like a demon, drawing the aggro of most dragons, who attacked him relentlessly, but a few dragons tried to flee.

Those were turned into black mist by either my or the Robe Woman’s offensive magic.

The dragons gradually closed in on Felix, increasing the density of the horde.

As that happened, the pounding headache in my head became more intense.