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

Sibila's, the goddess of night and darkness, has decided on a beautiful, somewhere adorable fingering wink pose.

At the time of......, I turned off my black feathers softly and walked over here.

"I'm glad to hear that."

I don't think it's a good place to say it myself.

"... good, not good. I know it would have been good if I had chosen, but why did I come back? I thought we were going up the stairs."

"Before that, I forgot what I wanted to do."

If he wondered what the hell he was going to do, Sibilla pointed to the dragon with the sword at hand.

"Sakuru, could you dismantle the chest?

"... well, I don't mind. Enchanted Dark.

When I wrap my dark attributes around the sword at hand with a double chant, I put my sword in the gap between the dragon's skin.

"... that's very powerful, isn't it? I've never seen a darkness so strong before."

"Oh, it's the same procedure as a windbarrier, overlapping the same magic of unchanging in my head. A double chant."

When Sibila hears my answer, she puts her hand on her chin, surprised, and gives her a contemplative look.

... Okay, that's a lot of cleavage.

"Hey, I think you should."

"What?

"That would be incredibly strong if you could practice and double chant healing and attack magic at the same time."

"Oh... don't think about the horrible things you...!

How can I defeat a Dark Attribute Demon Lord who heals everyone in the party every time I shoot an attack magic!

It's about me!

"So, I dismantled it, but what are we gonna do now?"

"The best reward, in a sense, for a dragon slayer. Especially if it's a fire dragon this time."

Sibilla stuck her hand in the dragon overflowing with blood, and when she drew something, she inserted her sword into her body and let it go back and forth like a saw.

And when I saw what I had taken out of the dragon's body, I was convinced.

"One of the rewards of the dragon crusade, Dragon Steak. But the Fire Dragon doesn't burn due to its properties. So I'll keep it raw. This is the best of them all."

A tiny chunk of meat on the palm of the Civila, very unimaginable from the appearance of a large dragon.

"It's the heart of a dragon. Eat this raw. Fire dragons cannot be frozen on top of fast deterioration. I've never eaten anything as valuable as a crusader."

And Civila cut it in half, sprinkled lightly with salt.

I've dropped half over here... but when it comes to eating, there's quite a bit of it, and most importantly, a raw heart is just grotesque...

As I hesitated a little, Sibila ran over as much as she wanted.

It feels more like a good-faced bandit head than a goddess of night and darkness, you. No, you were like that originally...

"... mmm! Sweet!"

"Sweet?"

"It's not like the sweetness of fruit or anything, what is it, like baked sweets with butter?

Half-heartedly, I half-heartedly sprinkle pieces of meat all over the blood in front of me that I sprinkled with salt on pieces of meat of that sweet and somewhat unclear analogy.

—— Ha!?

What the hell is this, it's so damn good!?

Elastic yet unexpectedly easy to bite off with teeth. I've been watching Sibila nibbling, but I'm not even willing to react.

I see this is what the Dragon Slayers once said was the best reward.

"... I finished my meal....... eh"

—— [Midnight Demon Lord] Level 7 "Darksphere" ——

"Level increased......"

"That's right. That's the real, best reward. Eating a heart that's a mass of magic and vitality makes you stronger even if you're not in one fight."

As I blurted over what Sibila said...... I noticed all the time and put a trembling finger on the front face.

In front of that finger, a bandit goddess with her hands on her hips and a door-faced face that made her angry.

"Oh, man, eh!

"[Mage] Level, 21! You're up, Atashi!

This guy, he took half of his Dragon Crusade cardio experience! I mean 21 is high!? You were eight before we got in here!

Really, you goddess. You have a good personality. Hey!

That's the kind of place that sounds so cynical!

... Well, if Civila hadn't taught me, I wouldn't have thought of eating a dragon's heart per se, because I couldn't have used dark magic in the first place... as cheap as it gets.

"In the meantime, I'll say thank you for changing my profession."

"Yeah, yeah, you know. As for this one, it's like a reward in itself for being [Lord Midnight Demon]."

"Really?

"Yep. As I'll talk about the 'Night Darkness Pledge' around them--"

Sibila slapped the dragon's large carcass with the back of his hand.

"--I 'll have him take this material home with him in the village!

Then again, the idle adventurer guild in the village of Adria was a riot.

No matter what, Sibila brought one Fire Dragon scale. The rest of the giant is near the village, so there's a lot of noise.

It's a pitiful story, but if I were the only one not liked by a village man, I wouldn't have been able to move people this far.

But if you have something like Civila's beauty and charisma, it's easy to move the men, etc.

Really, it would be nice to have a cheeky face... the country man is a creature of sad sexuality who cannot resist the beauty.

Civila's suggestions. Anyone who carries them will be rewarded per site.

Carry the Fire Dragon, cut by my sword, back and forth desperately by humans from all over the village.

I grasped the map of the cave at the first stage, and sometimes the second layer is relatively close.

Those who tried so hard to get back and forth for the reward went on and on, and all the parts were carried behind the guild before evening.

Then again, Civila came up with a fascinating proposal.

The result is a big dinner party that brings the villagers together.

Neither the area other than the heart of the firedragon nor, naturally, frozen on top of not being burnt by fire.

If you rot poorly, it's poison and it stinks.

So we set the direction that we should all eat before it rots.

Free all-you-can-eat Fire Dragon raw meat, not even the top veterans in rural villages have a chance to eat at all.

Thanks to you, the village at night is as exciting as it is at the festival.

And at the same time, it's a nagging climb, even though it hasn't been long since Sibila's popularity or coming to the village.

Everywhere, he's a decent guy.

Some of the red-handed men jokingly called me a goddess, but you're really a goddess.

Well, you don't have to think about being disrespectful or anything like that, 'cause it's Civila.

And Sibila said, "Yes, I am. Atashi is a goddess! Don't affirm it." Are you really willing to hide from the goddess of the sun, the goddess of night and darkness?

One man came as I was eating meat watching such a sibila.

This guy... isn't he the receptionist this morning?

"What's up?

"Oh, I don't know, you know. Russell... I wanted to apologize to you."

"... what?

Apologize? One thing not pinned, but what the hell are you talking about...?

First of all, I had a bad attitude in the morning, but now that I'm back, the timing is too early to tell.

"I... I mean, we thought about Russell, uh... I don't know what to say, like goldfish shit"

"Either you want to apologize or you want to fight and sell"

This guy's suddenly a stick out of his teeth, too. Hey. There's a snake coming out, not a stick.

The man who read that I was naturally so grumpy that my expression moved at will quickly panicked and made a denial.

"Oh no! I'm sorry, I'm not. Really.... because you were behind Vince and Vince used to fight with other guys. Well... the other one, he must be using some really nasty hands, but he doesn't have the strength to get in."

"I didn't mean to get in. They kicked me out first."

"That's right. I always thought Russell was a man without arms because he was a [saint]. He owes me Vince's authority."

... Dude, that's like...

"But I didn't know your own power was enough to defeat a dragon. Looks like we mistook Russell for a long time. You're so strong, there's no way you're giving Vince instructions to beat someone up in the first place."

Wow... are you serious?

Apparently, it's Vince's fault why I was hated in the village.

I thought it was odd that you hated me so much.

... That means, yeah.

The part that is my original memory...... in other words, the prerequisites for recognition were different?

The man has said something even more astonishing when I remember how I used to treat him in the village.

"Rather, Vince might have been the first to speak to Russell for Emmy."

"What?"

"Emmy was just watching Russell when he was behind Russell or out of sight. Naturally, it's impossible for Russell to understand that. Well, there wouldn't have been a wild guy trying to teach me, but if this happened, I'd rather not teach you."

The information was too shocking.

Vince didn't take me out.

You've been looking at me, 'Aim for Emmy'. Did Emmy come in between because Vince called out and me and Vince got so tight?

If so, the order is completely reversed.

"By the way, what do you think about black hair?

"Well, a lot of people don't like black hair when it's goddess, but you don't think he's a bad guy just because his hair's black"

"... well... you did. Let's accept the apology. Tomorrow, as an adventurer, thank you."

"Oh, of course!

Oh...... really, it's good to be strong.

There are many things you can't do without power, and at the same time you can't prove it without power.

Today is really the day I can feel that everything about me has changed.

You just told me yesterday that you were about to give up everything, and you wouldn't believe it very much.

At the end of the feast everyone called me, and I was just tired and I slept in an orphanage.

Now he fell into deep, deep sleep and never dreamed at all.

When I woke up from sleep, it seemed that it was already time to dramatically pass the morning.

You were pretty tired...... I overslept a lot.

When I went to the dining room just like yesterday, Civila was cooking meat, as a matter of course.

Don't even feel like you're too familiar with it and lived here originally.

"You were late, good morning, Russell. They're coming."

"Oh, good morning.... customers?

Ahead of Sibila pointing with her jaw...... was Brenda and her mother.

"I'm surprised you were like that [saint], Russell... Oh, thank you for your help yesterday."

"Not yesterday...?

"No, yesterday. Look, material. When I got better too, I carried it. We had three round-trips, and it was a good extra income."

To my surprise, Brenda's mother had been transporting in the dungeon.

I mean, it was that bad scaffolding dungeon, and there were stairs, but three trips back and forth with the big body of a dragon? Isn't this guy actually pretty strong?

"You're sick, so don't be impotent, okay?

"When you have kids, it doesn't matter how much money you have. See, Brenda thanks you too."

"Thank you, Mr. Russell!

"Ooh."

After Brenda thanked me, she stares at me.

... what?

"Mr. Russell, have you changed your clothes?

"Oh, you did"

I totally forgot, but I switched from a bright white robe to an almost black one.

Well, I went from being a healing magician to a dark magician, so maybe that suits my nature.

"It's black!

From behind, Civila, who brought the dish, answers with a full grin.

"Black colored...... cool! You look great!

"Really?

"Yeah! You're like" The Blackjack Saint "!

To what I thought was' you look like a dark demon monk 'in black clothes, without denying the black colour, it was added that you were clearly a saint.

Think...... could you crusade the Fire Dragon without the windbarrier?

Neither would a decision to settle in Enchanted Dark have been possible without restorative magic.

It was because of Brenda that I stopped at that time.

What would have happened to me by now if I hadn't helped this crying girl that day when I was disappointed in everything.

And for Brenda, how courageous it would have taken to sneak the gatekeeper's eye and come near the city to call for help.

Me and Brenda's encounter was brought about by a miraculous odds. As a result, I am now able to exercise the power of [Saint] and [Lord Demon] simultaneously.

Maybe this kid's the best savior for me.

Thank you, Brenda.

"Huh?"

"Uh... no, give me a name"

That's it, there's something embarrassing about teaching your thoughts clearly. So I falsely pointed to the name.

But... are you the saint of Kurokusha? I think that's a pretty good name.

Truly, thanks to Brenda, I stand honorably as a saint, even with black clothes worthy of the oath of night and darkness.

The one who made me the 'Black Sage' is half Civila and the other half is definitely Brenda.

"Yeah, yeah, Brenda. Nice naming sense! I know black is cool. It's great around here too! Now it's your chance to be 'Night Darkness'!

"Hey."

"Chan!

I chop on Civila's brain weather, which I tried to religiously solicit in good shape.

There's really no alarm or gap!

I held my head down and wept my eyes, and when I saw Sibila's face, which I thought was even illusory about yesterday's divine appearance, a small laugh sprang naturally.

Oh...... I haven't forgotten to laugh anymore.

I'm naturally laughing.

Outside the window, it's clear without a cloud.

It's a good Dungeon Exploration Day, 'cause I feel really bad' when I get down on my tired return.

In tune with my feelings like that, the goddess who confirmed the weather turned this way, laughing needlessly and winning and thumbs up.

—— Come on, let's start my new day.