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

The second layer of the dungeon, which was red on the ground and unfamiliar to all time, was also likely to see an end in a word of Sibila.

"I walked a long way... but I think I can see the whole picture."

"Is that true?

"Yeah, there's a wall on the left, right?"

Civila comes forward and looks back here, slamming a relatively neat wall with her right hand with the back of a leather glove.

"Well... there is, the wall"

"The place I'm in is as far away as the other side of the stairs. There's no way to the other side of the wall."

... Oh, I see what you're trying to say.

If this hierarchy is like a square mansion, does that mean the wall opposite the front door is around here?

"There must be a floor boss at the entrance of the floor boss, or right in the middle of this hierarchy, if you keep going straight. Well, it's a rule of thumb, so sometimes it comes off."

If Civila said the rule of thumb, it would have been the same placement in a dungeon where there had been more than one in the past. Trustworthy information.

As soon as we get down the stairs, the floor boss, for Christ's sake, not much.

"I'll go for a while."

Sibila declared that and came back to my side.

"... Speaking of which, even though the enemy's living room armor is slow, Sibila is bound to come back next to me for a windbarrier."

"Not naturally."

... Is that natural?

With this dungeon, there seems to be nothing wrong with going first on your own without even approaching.

"Oh, you're alarmed."

"To be honest, I know it's not a good idea to have no sense of crisis at all, 'cause if it's really from a distance, it's not dangerous at all."

"... sort of. Because if you're supposed to rely on attack magic all the time, you're supposed to tease magic all the time. Because it's quite a brain muscle play to just magically cut through places like this."

Hey, don't talk like you don't think about people.

You told me to do that in the first place.

"... hey! I was just talking about it, and the reason for that came in good time! Just in case, put it back on!

When Civila said that, she came close enough to lean against my body.

"Hmm? Re-tensioning means" windbarrier, "... is this it?

The answer came back from a different direction before I heard back from Civila to see if it fit.

It's a tall sound, and the sound of a lighter metal being tapped makes my ears snap.

…… Darksphere!

I go in the direction of being attacked and unleash magic.

Assuming you naturally can't do it once, twice, three times......

Its living armor, which was hit directly by the Darksphere, made a ragged noise to inform the suspension of its activities.

That one is......

"... as you can see, it's a crossbow type."

"Crossbow......!

The living armor here is dull and naturally has a narrow range of attack compared to long-range magic.

Attack before approaching, and this one could always take the lead and defeat them.

Weapons can be swords, spears, axes.

I only had those melee weapons. That's why it was completely out of consciousness.

I wasn't thinking about the possibility of having a living armor with a weapon that could attack at a distance.

... If that arrow of momentum hadn't used defensive magic for flying tools, it might have been dangerous.

"Did Civila anticipate?

"Somehow. I wasn't sure I was going to get out, but once I thought about it, I really thought I'd get hit with it."

You've always thought of my neighbor as a safe zone, just to predict?

That's just the sense of smell for danger.

"I see, thank goodness"

Give Civila a gentle thank you and walk out again.

Now be more careful than earlier and move on with your feet.

Gradually, it feels like the dungeon is getting dark.

From the crossroads just behind me, I feel just this corner obviously unusual.

"… hit, I guess"

Sibila squeaks as she looks surprised in front of her.

I'm nervous too, walking out with my hands in front of me.

So that you can shoot it out at any time.

—— As soon as possible.

I see a red light in front of me, and at the same time a strangely light sound sounds.

"Darksphere!

At the same time I shot the magic.

"Stonewall!

Here Civila suddenly used magic.

The magic is Stonewall. A relatively thick stone wall emerges in the front, blocking the view in front of you.

Sibila, furthermore, pushes my body to fly against the wall and backsteps to the wall herself.

In front of me with my hands on the wall as I stepped on the bucket, the stone wall made by Sibila was destroyed with a roar.

What showed up where I was earlier was a completely different living armor than before.

—— Armored undead on horse armored undead.

... It would have been dangerous without Sibila's aggressive support.

Sibila's screams jump in as she follows her enemies with her eyes as she prevents the crushing of the stone wall with her arms.

"Russell, block the exit!

"Huh!" Darksphere... "Dark--"

(... Darksphere...)

I immediately exercised my magic without responding.

Reminds me of my earlier practice, placing and exploding a dark sphere a little behind the intersection and on the ground on the left bend road.

My third shot of Darksphere hits my opponent directly in the leg as the horse in the armored horse cavalry stops to stand up in the back leg!

"Ugh! Stonewall!

Sibila poses as a gut on the side.

Build a stone wall in the form of closing the intersection so as to cut off the exit of the living armor shortly afterwards.

The horse can't seem to change direction on the spot as well as the humans, and I shot magic into where it was stopping.

Behind what appeared to be the size, the horseman quickly broke apart when he took the damage a few degrees.

"... you won, huh?

"Right. Holla, he's not as sturdy as he looks. Horse riders can be strong when things are going well, but they're vulnerable to obstacles and unexpected situations."

I see... so you picked up the win well in the current flow.

"Thank you for your support"

"Thank you. Well, I'm glad I didn't make it to the end."

Sibila fishes the horseman's demon stone with pleasure, but his activity just now is not on that level.

The usefulness of the magic you used, of course, that judgment you immediately made by deciding that your opponent wasn't blunt heavy enough to put out a stone wall.

Without that, there's a good chance the horse would have been after you, even if you'd avoided it one way or the other.

Above all.

I came up with a move called alternating chanting and coached this one after expecting a quick enemy, its ability to avert the crisis is strong.

Did Sibila also predict that there would be such an enemy?

—— No, you don't have to ask me that anymore.

Whether you don't know it or can't predict it, challenge it with plenty.

Judge in an instant even in an emergency and help this one out.

That's what Civila can do.

Before being a goddess, I guess something like intuition, supported by my experience as a [sorcerer] Sibila, still a senior adventurer, has become its strength.

This is my partner.

Really comforting.

"That was amazing magic, really helpful"

"... well, it's level 20 magic, and it's flashy magic... but you're doing something a hundred times more amazing, right? I'll take your thank you. Finally, I give you the right to fall in love with Civila."

"Well said, not at all."

I laugh on my shoulders at the same time as always, Civila.

Where's the wind blowing from?

Having confirmed that there was nothing in the horse armor section, Civila moves in the direction where the horseman living armor was just about ready to be used.

I'm gonna go behind this road as I line up next to it.

Behind it... was a big metal door.

You're the floor boss.

"I guess."

When we match our expectations with each other, we also ask Civila for her judgment from here.

"What do we do?

"I'm leaving."

Oh, my God, that's just an instant answer.

Sibilla's response was a return.

"Can I ask why?

"First of all, you remember what Atashi said?

"Above all, is it the trigger?"

"That's right."

Sibila nodded, staring at the main door.

"I've never moved on to being able to defeat you sooner. But the raid could be tomorrow, it could be next month, it could be ten years away. If Russell was in the orphanage at that time, that would protect him."

"... That's right. But..."

Reasonably enough, but then the Demon King will attack the orphanage.

"Yes, the orphanage is in danger. The odds of us all being able to protect them will drop."

"Then no, when someone can do it alone..."

... Yes, there are parts of me that are still ready for my mind because I know what's going on.

But can Emmy... keep her spirit knowing that one or two of the orphanages were suddenly killed...?

"... I know what Russell's thinking. But there's only one thing Atashi wants to say."

Sibila turns her body toward me from the main door and starts to kick me.

"If you lose, there's a ten percent chance everyone in the orphanage dies."

"--Huh..."

Unexpectedly painful words.

So, there's nothing I can do about it.

Yes... if I get hit now, there's no one else in this village I can count on.

You can't lose.

That's what throws away shame and everything, and I even think about going get Vince.

... but the reunion is too awkward.

It's really a weakness in my mind, but I still can't get through that.

One more thing.

The Demon King thinks he is weak if he targets the priest, not the Virgin.

No, it's not.

Vince's party today doesn't have a cleric. We have no one to defeat that priority from the start.

I don't think Emmy will allow you to kick me out, hire a new healing technician, etc.

... Let's be honest. After seeing that demon king cunning, I don't think I can win without a cleric very much.

Besides, if I can, I want to go see them after I settle on my own.

The power must be there.

Where I am troubled... Civila began to touch my body for some reason without hesitation.

"... what are you doing where people are worried, I'm gonna slap you"

"Russell, in these cases, it's important to prepare carefully."

Whilst Sibila says so, gently tap her own clothes.

The stiff sound of light armor rang.

What that means......

"Under the robe, do you wear armor?

"Yes."

"... not bad..."

"No, it's not bad, but it's pretty good. That's an awesome one already. It's a super special item."

As I leaned my neck and waited to prompt Civila to go ahead, Civila smiled needlessly, that grin.

"Have you forgotten what you had?

"Don't you dare say it."

Sibila looked at my face, laughing like a prankster and saying that 'super special item' crap.

And I'm gonna wrap my tongue around the responsiveness of this goddess of crisis aversion.

"I asked for an early horse last night and just now I'm having the city dwarf process a fire dragon. Inner armor for Russell."

That sure is awesome......