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

As we increased the speed of walking, we also became familiar with the structure of the dungeon.

"I've been thinking about this dungeon for a while now that the walls are pretty bumpy... just vertical and horizontal or you're bound to be squarely bent at the crossroads"

"The bend is also ninety degrees... a quarter of a circle. It's easier to map in your head than upstairs."

"Are you?

"Naturally. Seven crossings behind you, five crossings to the left, and you can go back up the stairs."

I wonder why Civila is so pungent, but this kind of memory and spatial grasp is overwhelmingly superior. Even though it's a punk.

"... I don't suppose you're thinking of anything rude"

"I thought you were smart even though you were a punk."

"That's where you get deluded!?

"I'm gonna compliment you to the fullest."

Even with such an exchange, he blows up the armor that appears next.

One by one, but you have a real sense that you're steadily defeating your enemies.

Next... another individual. A little dull silver armor holds the spear.

There's three of them. When you line up just three bodies in a wide space, you feel cramped.

But if it's hard to move, it's convenient.

Or what a spear without a ceiling like this dungeon, all I can say is that you obviously got it in the wrong place.

And this solidification plenty.

It's my magical, dressed bait.

"Darksphere"

("Darksphere")

Get the magic out of hand and check until the opponent lands.

The spear-held silver living armors, at the same time they hit... the hell blew up.

"Hmm? That was a blow."

"Silver is weaker than black. And only the one who hit him directly knocked him down. The other two are heavily scratched in the armor. They're damaged."

"I see."

While I'm having a conversation with Sibila, I'm shooting Darksphere out in my head. This is also an exercise of thinking parallel to what you are talking about.

It's a little tricky, but if it's not simultaneous, I can show you around. Another move of Sibilla's proposed double chant, do you want to practice it next time?

And naturally, the magic nowadays belongs to an unchanging stand-alone that is not a double chant, so the power is less than earlier.

Still, the guy who landed the bullet collapsed, and the last piece of shit slowed down a lot. Once he went for it and tapped into the unchanging dark arrow, the silver armor fell apart like his body's joints had come off.

"I see this is the Darksphere Range Attack. It's not just the black waves that burst, it's the power of direct strike itself."

"Sort of. But it doesn't strike a quick opponent or anything."

"Okay, in that case, with dark javelin---"

"I just want to say, foreword withdrawn"

"--hmm?"

I thought it was the most obvious opinion, but suddenly I frown on Civila, who withdrew that statement.

To me like that, Sibila also held her head with a frown root.

"... No, I can think of too many expectations with your magic power."

"Don't be presumptuous to expect..."

"... well, get your mind back on it. You won't be shooting me that fast with a series of dark arrows. This at that time."

Civila moves her hands forward and back alternately.

This... is probably meant to be a move that is shooting magic.

"This is how you sprinkle Darksphere all over it, not directly on the opponent, and turn off the opponent's exit path. Quick enemies are low on defense, so the key is to get a blow in and slow your legs down early. Your enemies run out of escape will accumulate a little damage, and you'll be able to defeat them eventually. He's used to running. He's vulnerable to attacks that lose his escape."

... You really are a nasty goddess who says fine with a beautiful face...

Assuming I'm the enemy, there's too little clearance to cut through intact to really take care of it.

"... I see. Okay, let's practice a little."

"I'll keep talking as much as I can think of."

"Don't hesitate to say it"

I immediately start practicing shooting magic with my hands in front of each other.

... Shit, that's pretty hard.

Let's practice walking in a dark arrow, one way or another another no adventurer will come into this dungeon.

I mean, if you're a veteran who can get through the first layer of black goblin belt, you'll definitely turn back when you see the color of the second layer of floor...

After doing it several times, I can grasp the feeling that I might be able to do a little bit.

Not magic, but words alternately to try unchanging in your head while stretching a letter like 'uh' or 'uh'...

…… …………

……………………

"Huh!

"Chan!

Unintentional hitting chops.

"What the hell!

"What a surprise to hear back! Shake the subject of alternating chants from you, and don't look blatantly funny from side to side!

Seriously, you looked like that in silence, and you were pointing your finger at me. This guy!

I know I'm embarrassed to even look at you objectively!

I still put my trust in demonstrating my abilities and in the dungeon offense. Civila said so, even though I practice this way with shame!

Is this woman not equipped with a concept of delicacy or something like that?

That's not how there is such a thing.

'Cause it's Civila!

"Whatever you say. Come on, it's so funny!

"Humph!

"KYAN!

Chop to strengthen your feelings.

I used to squeeze out "Boo... Boo-hoo..." while holding my head, but you used to hurt so much that you could just say that...

Even though it's Civila's proposed enhancement method, there's more to the end of the day than not wearing it because of Civila.

... I seriously thought there might be quite a few senior Demon Sergeants who were angry with Civila and could not practice and died without showing their strength.

Start practicing, a few minutes, or a few dozen?

It was difficult to deflect and activate the sound of my mouth and head, but after a few tricks I became successful.

Dark, practice the part in your head to be parallel to numerous pronunciations over and over again.

Just say javelin, for example, dark in your head. In my mouth, I just say Sphere, and in my head, Dark.

And next time, just keep saying Dark with your mouth.

Perform repetitive exercises to memorize all the patterns in your head.

I watched as Civila tilted her neck, but she immediately noticed, her hands on her chin and nodded seriously.

... you're a face that totally grasps what I'm doing in my head.

If I could only keep that serious face, I probably would have thought I was a pretty good woman too......

... Well, that's Civila because it doesn't work.

This is now, it's okay to take it easy.

The last one was until I could alternate Darkspheres out of my hands three times in a row already.

Not bad.

"No, that's amazing. What did Atashi say, but now you can do it well? I don't think Atashi can do that."

"... I'm stunned to hear the incredibly irresponsible post-declaration... Didn't Civila think I could talk to you?

"Absolutely. I thought if you devised something on your own, I'd remember the procedure. You're smart. You."

You're the smart one!

Damn, you're really tight, this guy!

Soon, my growth would have been dashed by Sibila's growth!?

I have sporadically said everything from the idea of alternating chants to practice.

Except for that, I think it's a really horrible monster of creativity and knowledge.

I didn't think I could help my childhood friend as a healing magician, but if Civila were in there, I'm sure I wouldn't have left. I don't know how Vince of the indeterminate element will come out though.

However, I think you have convincingly proven that you need it.

... Except for the fact that Civila at the time is the one who hopes the recovery technician can pull out, so I know it's no good from the prerequisites...

Still, you've given me the strength to get here.

In fact, he was such a hidden sorcerer on the woman's back that he had no choice but to be kicked out at a previous brave party.

That's something Emmy didn't want to put forward... but he hated me so much that I got hurt.

But my partner isn't the only one who can help me forever.

The original partner, like Sibilla, I'm sure, refers to the guy who makes up for the missing part.

I find myself getting stronger with great efficiency right now.

That's more than just dark magic.

"... n, what? I stared... Oh, seriously, I fell in love with the system? Hmph ~"

"It's a system that reminds me of being laughed at and made me want to chop"

"I'm sorry. I really thought you were gonna die earlier, so stop it."

Sigh as much as Civila deserves to blues her face, and look forward.

"Civila."

"I can believe you put your hands up to a girl or something...... eh yes"

A suddenly vegan reply came from the back of my head, and I raise my mouth angle in a position where Sibila can't see my face.

"Don't hesitate to say anything if you have any ideas that might make you stronger again. I don't know if I can make it into a thing, but let's try it all."

…… Yeah, all right! The lower floor boss can be quoted however strongly. I'm sorry I'm just staring at you, too, and I'm going to think about getting ready to beat you steadily!

You think, so it will definitely be the best preparation.

I'm counting on you, buddy.

Then again he defeated a group of silver armor, black armor that came out alone, etc.

When I don't know how many more.

—— [Midnight Demon Lord] Level 8 ——

"Hmm? I'm up now. You didn't remember anything."

"Level 8 is right. Good luck with the big ones coming at 10."

"Well...... it's hard to get it up"

"But thanks to you, it was also confirmed that you have proper experience. The level of [Lord Midnight Demon] is really hard to get up, but maybe even the lower level has lower experience than expected because the living room armor is a slow enemy"

If you ask me, it's certainly surprisingly safe compared to black goblins flying around with poison knives.

Melee is unlikely to be very challenging to see the sturdiness of that armor and the size of the weapon......

Sibila looks rather happy when she worries about the amount of time it took me to level up.

When I asked him about it, he said, "Naturally."

"Leveling, as I said, is a battle against efficiency... there's something important at the end. Guess what?

"What's important in leveling... speed?

"No, I'm not. The important thing is to 'pull it off'. I thought I could go a little further - I could go a little farther - and the speed would accelerate at the critical point where I was tired. He's the first one to stick his neck in the demon room and lose his life after being cut off from the path."

Kind of a cage of real feelings more than ever.

Perhaps there was a Lord Midnight Demon who let him die in that experience......

"... really... I regret not seeing the critical, not knowing how to pull it off..."

"Civila......"

"... Poker at the Casino in Imperial Capital... Yikes!

Unintentional hitting chops.

It's ruined at the end of the day! Are you serious!?

Hey... that's really the place you are!

"It's getting kind of ridiculous to ask seriously...... let's go!

"Ma, wait! Because I'm not kidding anymore! Heel me! Seriously, it hurts!

"Huh... you have no choice, not at all. Extra Heel Link!

"Wow, fatigue recovers perfectly. It seems sincerely good to leave you as a saint..."

I don't have any difficulty or anything to be realized at this time...

Well, remember the intrusion.

'Cause in a way it feels more like I was caged than anything else......

Besides, it's probably time to talk about the floor boss.

Except for the Fire Dragon thing, you'll be challenging the boss alone for the first time from yourself.

I'm not going to lose, but I won't be alarmed.

My magic... will still afford it. It just doesn't feel like it's diminishing at all, but I wonder where it is at the bottom of me.

With that in the corner of my head, I went hunting for my next armor.