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

Vince's eyes catch my face.

The fact that they have each other's eyes means that at least the bottom part of my eyes is definitely in the other person's sight.

It's impossible to keep your face so visible that you can't recognize the other person's face.

I remember the conversation I had with Janet in this moment.

The story that Vince doesn't remember me, the possibility that his memory was literally taken away.

And... from that prior knowledge, you can predict how to respond at the right moment.

I tell the opponent in front of me not to be unnatural, tapping my shoulder lightly so that it is easy to understand.

There's a fallen leaf on your shoulder.

"Uh-oh, really?"

Vince pays off my pointing shoulder - without worrying about my face or my voice - several times.

"Did you get it?

Ah.

"Sorry."

Vince then gently raised his left hand to the bottom of his chest in exchange for an answer and sat in the chair.

What I had in mind beforehand was a pattern of response that didn't seem unnatural when I was staring around.

I assumed a situation where I would feel uncomfortable, and I thought about some conversations and movements to avoid it.

Especially when it comes to drawing Katie's attention. Everything is unknown about him.

Proceeding as expected, without any discomfort... the series of events ended as if there were no waves outside of me. It's over.

—— Definitely.

This is not the Vince I know.

No appearance, no clothes, no voice. Everything is Vince himself, as people around him have heard.

But... when I saw my face and voice, I didn't react.

Disgust, shock, anger.

Nothing.

……

After a short conversation with Vince, he sat for a moment. Katie's beautiful lips, looking back here, curved up and nodded small in favor.

All that beauty captivating a man... was overflowing with inhuman fragrances.

Luckily, Katie seems to have lost interest from me and immediately turns to the front and tells the clerk the order.

I wonder if the fabric is thin or if I can clearly see the lines of my body.

Incidentally, Civila was wearing a hat so deep that she couldn't even see her hair, and she was lying on her desk with her arm on a pillow.

"Sorry, two coffees."

When I told the clerk my intention to stay a little longer, Sibila stretched out her arm and raised her thumb. The dying undead or you.

It's a satisfying attitude to be bought, but I can't help it.

Besides, I know I'm not pointlessly pushing you down.

Watch the four while waiting for the next coffee.

Normally, it would seem suspicious to stare... but in a way, there was a part that helped these three strange fragrances.

Look around.

Looking flat sideways is the one who finds out.

The one who looks at Katie as if she were licking her body around with dignity.

Others... a couple come to the coffee shop to relax and a man apologizes to a woman. I sympathize deeply.

Janet says Katie has a habit of walking in thin clothes. Rather than being awkward, it might just be a ingredient to reconfirm your popularity.

I mean, there's too much presence for the three women, and all the men around are looking at Katie's seat.

So even if I look at Vince, he won't feel so unnatural.

At the same time, I think.

I had quite a time in Hammond, too. I went to the Adventurers Guild many times.

In the meantime, it's impossible that this woman who worked in Solo won't be a rumor to anyone.

Why doesn't anyone care about that?

While I was thinking about it, Vince's seat was as big as ours.

Katie shook her body and handed the dish to Vince.

The woman in robe put most of the food on Aria.

Katie is the perfect beauty to see alongside, colorful, bright, and difficult to find faulty.

This is an excellent Wizard , so it really is an intact existence.

However, this seemingly harmless woman crushed her, not just Emily, but Janet, without being able to point out her flaws.

I feel more horrible than the malicious strong just because the cause is unclear.

Vince is having fun talking and eating so he doesn't know anything about Katie.

I've been watching, trying not to keep an eye on it.

I wonder if you've noticed... because there's a lot of gaze from guys other than me in the first place, or don't you care anymore?

"I brought you some coffee."

When I receive the coffee from the clerk, I look at Vince with my mouth shut.

Along the way, I felt that Aria, who was next to Vince, was looking at me several times. But I don't think I care.

When Vince finished chewing what was in his mouth, he started talking as he poured in the cuisine with coffee.

"Finally, you're four."

"Yes, I'm glad the [priest] who wanted to come in from before came in."

You mean the woman in the robe. Is he a healer like me?

But... what is the unnatural part of this conversation?

I can't wipe the discomfort.

"If Katie chose me, I can trust her. Let's aim for the lower levels."

"Yes! Fufu... it's lovely..."

Katie wriggles her body to soften her flesh.... he's the one with the May fly in his eyes.

Ah, I saw Aria in my sight.

The woman sitting next to Vince, Aria, opened her eyes narrowly. The lip arc is pulled wide to the side, making it so aggressive that it doesn't suit to express happiness.

But that was also for a moment.

Soon he returns to his familiar smile and starts mixing into the conversation.

"--Finally."

In a bustling shop. I was the only one who could hear it, and I heard a little murmur.

Civila was drinking coffee as she looked out the window, pointing her back at Katie - not her hat.

And I finally noticed the discomfort in the words that Civila murmured at this time.

Four at last?

You've always wanted to put in a [priest]?

You didn't remember me.

We should have made it possible at that point.

What about the outside?

I thought Vince forgot.

Amy, Janet.

"Ahh... how fun it is...!

Beautiful voices colored with aromas stick to your ears.

A Harlem brave party full of beautiful women that everyone envies.

But for me... I could only feel the unfamiliar fear that Vince was being dragged into an invisible swamp.