Black Eagle’s Saint~ The Expelled Healer Masters Dark Magic from His Spare Magic Powers

The way out of Adriatic gate to Hammond.

A large wagon carriage between the village and the city shakes you as you gaze at the sibira and surrounding scenery.

"You mean there's a dungeon somewhere beyond this forest?"

"That's right...."

There is no fence beside the road, and the forest gradually rises up like a slope, making it a big mountain.

I guess Janet didn't observe it until he reported it because it's a long way to the monster habitat.

Brenda didn't like being seen in the carriage, but I'm glad we found her. If only we had walked in the woods to avoid the crowd, we would not have been safe.

"Speaking of which, I heard that Emi also ran through the woods...."

Is that so?... hmm? Then Amy.... "

With the same answer as I expected, Civila shrugged her shoulders and smiled bitterly.

I've run into a monster, but I guess I forgot to report it.

That's a very Emily answer...

That said, it was just after I was mentally approached. Even if you forget it, you can't blame it so easily.

"Rather than saying that Amy can't do this, Janet, who was mentally more than Amy, reported it well. The more desperate you become to the world, the more you may fall into the notion that some people are 'as unhappy as you are'. It's hard to do."

"Well, I'm sure Janet would be great to think of."

I nodded and agreed to Civila's idea.

Once I could only use healing magic, I did fall into the thought of "Why am I the only one..." Still, I could have helped someone.

Janet's despair wasn't that easy. But Janet didn't get around the world.

At the same time, I admire the good thinking of Civila.

For a moment, I had the idea that Amy was out, though I had no choice. It's not wrong in itself, and I'm not going to blame you for it because one of the causes is my weakness.

But the idea that Janet was unusual and better than usual would above all lead to an increase in her reputation and would never lower Emily.

Under the same comparison conditions, it is better to evaluate one from the level than to lower the other.

I'm sure Civila is saying how important that is.

And this isn't just about action.

As far as abilities are concerned.

"Instead of looking for someone worse than you or worse than you... the other one is awesome, and you think you're still better off than yourself."

"Oops, I figured it out myself! That's right, don't put something called" down "in your mind. Especially if we start to compare and look all the way down, we'll find you all. By constantly looking up, nature and itself approach the world. The people I've seen are pretty much the same."

Civila, who has seen a lot more people than people with normal lifespans, is sure to be right about the rule of thumb.

I don't think anyone can beat his reference number with statistics.

I see. Always keep that in mind. "

"Russell is totally in love with the answer that I can only give to this genius Civila!

"I'm in love with the old woman's sophisticated, old knowledge."

"Beautiful, young, girl!

As the volume of the two voices rises, the person who pulls the car says, "Hahaha! You're so close!" I heard a laugh.

In contrast, Civila, who was on her feet right away, said, "Love!" I shouted irresponsibly, so I sighed a lot.

There is no cushion to absorb the momentum of the arrow cod and the tense goddess of waste back to the long and complete two-person party.

It may have been the biggest mistake in my history not to bring Amy here...

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Arrive at Hammond, bid farewell to the man who had already given him the silver, and enter the city.

Hammond, who entered a long time ago, is still a vibrant and developing city.

Walking through the city with a little emotion, he reaches before the church.

The stained glass is in the same shape as the goddess that day, dropping light on the church.

The day I was once finished, the scene was completely unchanged.

However, I felt completely different from what I felt then.

"There's light, there's darkness."

No matter how much the stained glass light illuminates the church like the light of the goddess of the sun peeking through the gap of the clouds, it is darker than the sunlight I am standing right now.

It's a simple story that it looks bright.

This is because parts other than the stained glass block the sun's light and darken it so that the light it plugs in shines.

And darkness cannot be shaped without the light of the sun.

The darkness at my feet will eventually disappear without the light of the sun.

With that in mind, she turned her eyes to the neighboring Civila.

Civila looked at the stained glass carefully.

Her eyes are hostile and she seems to be thinking something.

"... Civila?

Goddess of the Sun. I said before that I wasn't hostile.

But maybe he has something to think about.

The goddess of the sun gathers the faiths of the world. A goddess of darkness who crushes the demon king from the shadows.

A brave man who plays a leading role on the stage. I don't remember any magic about the attack, Saint.

The contrast seems to be somehow similar.

Did you get any answers?

Her colorful lips slowly open and her throat spins after a small sigh.

"... after all, I think you're more beautiful."

I thought I could relax from my knees.

Sibila's a sibila even at times like this. Hey!

Jesus, I need this overwhelmingly confident feeling right now.

I didn't feel like chopping at the earliest, so I walked out declaring, "Let's get this place fixed."

"Doesn't Russell agree? Not much? That's for sure! Wow, it's illuminating...?

Because it seemed like you wanted it, I finally knocked it in one shot.