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

Take off the new armor made of firedragon scales and slap it with the back of your hand at your desk.

The strange and sound-like sound hardly rings. Wouldn't it be absorbing shocks and shocks?

And besides the armor, there's something else here that bothers me.

"Is this a sword?

"Right. It's a delicacy made from the fangs of a firedragon. It's a weapon for Mr. Russell."

The sword in the sheath is somewhat wide-ranging and large in sight.

Perhaps Dwarf, who saw the material of the Fire Dragon, made it as he wished.

... but at this size, is it somewhat difficult to swing in the dungeon?

"Oh, does Russell think it might be hard to use that sword, a dungeon or something?

"Exactly... but isn't it hard to actually use?

"I don't know how effective it is, but maybe if I enchant it, it'll cut the ceiling and the scabs."

Seriously...... no, I did decide on the ceiling just the aftermath of the dragon's decapitation.

After all, the power of the dark attributes is amazing.

If you can even use it in a small place, will you take this sword with you tomorrow?

"Shield after that... this one's big too..."

"Dwarves are powerful, so make a weapon as big as you feel when you're on it. I brought you a fire dragon, so naturally it's gonna be like this."

... don't really realize the harm of assuming others can do what you can do.

This also seems convenient, but I don't know if it would be suitable for me. Plus if your hands are blocked with swords and shields, you can't use the dark magic at the heart.

It's not a bad idea to fight Enchant Dark alone, but if that's what you're going to fight that group of living armors, it's foolish to think about whether it's long range or close range.

"That's all you've done to confirm your baggage."

I just nodded at Sibilla's statement and heard the door of the orphanage open.

Grandma Gemma sure should've been taking care of the kid the whole time, and who?

I was also on guard for a moment with a bandit or something, but first the bandit wouldn't come in dignified from the front, and most importantly, the person who came in doesn't have the appearance to hide the hurried footsteps on a small run.

As we looked at each other, we noticed the footsteps approaching and got a little comfortable.

The door knob slowly opened.

"Russell!

As soon as I met my eyes, I heard a nostalgic voice full of surprises.

What showed up was a little peek of peachy hair from between Sister clothes, the first look I've seen in a long time.

I'm an orphanage sister with Grandma Gemma, it's Frederica.

I was away for a reason, but apparently I'm out of business.

"Long time no see, Frederica"

"... oh, my...? Russell, a little bit of a change of vibe --"

"--Frederica!"

A voice flies from behind the door so that it can be covered. That's definitely Grandma Gemma.

"Oh, Mr. Gemma, I'm home now. Um, so..."

"Hey, come here!

Frederica alternately checked with me in the hallway across the door - perhaps Grandma Gemma's figure - and went to Grandma Gemma with a face that was pulling her hair a little back.

I didn't know one thing about the flow, but I thought about it a little and got to the point.

I wasn't entirely aware of myself, but something about me has changed a lot.

It's also natural that Frederica reacted that way.

Grandma Gemma must be explaining the situation.

That's right, she's a distracting old lady. I thought it was just tough when I was a kid, but now I know what that was because it still made me nervous about various dangers more than anyone else.

And it looks like Civila is also somehow guessing the circumstances in Frederica's reaction now.

I put my arms together and raised my shoulders to "good old lady".

... Oh, not at all.

"Still, it's awkward to have a third party waiting for something like this - yuh time."

"What? Uh, yeah ~... right, ho ho..."

And Civila, because the neighborhood where you don't hesitate to say that awkward statement is where Civila doesn't work. It's not easy for Victoria to shake her head vertically, especially when it's affirmative in front of me.

Victoria, I'm so sorry. Give up on wanting Delicacy on this guy.

And right after pinching such an interaction, Frederica came in with Grandma Gemma.

Frederica... went up to care somewhere.

"Grandma Gemma, did you tell her everything?

"Oh, I don't think Russell wants to explain it out of his mouth again, either."

"Right. For once, thank you... I don't care that much anymore"

"... oh well"

Grandma Gemma approaches me little by little, looking at my face.

Those eyes are staring at me... but I'm not used to seeing each other, thank goodness...

"... Much better."

"You know what I mean?

To my question, Grandma laughed happily with a voice that didn't make her feel old right after she opened her eyes.

"Cuckoo! I'm still seeing a lot of people in this. You're as young as you are, so was your grandmother, who was better than me."

And look me in the eye again.

"I'll say it in there. Your eyes, after all that happened, you've already looked forward."

"Oh, you don't have to worry anymore. Everything will be fine except for the dark things behind them."

"Yeah, yeah, Russell was, after all, the kid with the most core"

Where Granny Gemma lowered satisfactorily, Frederica approaches him with a slightly more exploratory face.

"... really, you're Russell"

"Do I look like someone else?

"I can see quite a bit. I used to say," Funaka Rika! 'I said,' He was like following me. "

"Six months ago, it was ten years ago..."

"For me, during this time."

What about that...? Well, Frederica had the impression that she was pompous somewhere, so maybe she doesn't really care about the passage of time either.

"Hey, Russell. Look me in the eye."

"... nothing..."

Frederica meets me.

A little older sister replacement Sister who took care of me as a child.

Now about half my head, my back length is lower than mine.

—— and here abruptly Frederica began to shake her torso for some reason.

I turn to Granny Gemma so she can fix her gaze.

"Russell? Look at me."

"... can I refuse?

"Well. Just a little more."

What the hell, don't obsess strangely...... I don't know, it's a long reunion and I'm gonna ask you some selfishness.

It's unusual for Frederica to speak of herself.

I see Frederica's golden eyes again. Frederica stares at us as she leaves her upper body shaking unchanged.

... It's hard to keep your eyes open.

gaze, front... front...

…… ... Huh!

"Gosh!

Chop on Civila, who was watching me from the side.

"What the hell, you're not so bad with your current balls! I mean, my eyes are off!

"No, because I'm somewhat angry"

"Irrational!?

When Sibila and I started interacting like that... Frederica started laughing.

"Hehe, hehe...! Hahaha...... Huh! Oh, I'm flanking you..."

To the sudden change of Frederica, I lean my neck face-to-face with me, Sibila, and also with Victoria, who watched in silence.

"What's going on?

"Haha, I'm sorry. But... yeah. Russell is your Russell now."

"I don't really understand what you're saying..."

As I look at Frederica, fluffy from time to time but astonished by today's, leaning her neck again, Frederica puts her hand on my head... trying to reach out, touching her cheek.

"I miss you a little... but yeah, it still stays Russell.... Russell now, that's cool."

"... that's all"

"... so much...... more about me, Russell, I should have seen it right, it was..."

I hear such a voice whining small and small, like a mixture of giving up and loneliness in joy.

The fingers touching his cheeks were slightly limp.

But even now, when Frederica tells me that when I was a young girl, I was like an admiring sister, there's really something I can light up...

Is that what it feels like, from your sister, to being one of us protecting the orphanage together?

—— Oh, right.

I'm not gonna stay a kid forever.

For Frederica, it must have been like a much younger brother.

As an adventurer party, I wanted to act as a saint, but I was still on the shelter side the whole time.

Somewhere, I can clearly tell now that it must have been bad that my brother wasn't feeling out.

Frederica described her leaving her own hands as' lonely ', but at the same time she affirms me now.

That's comforting.

Me and Frederica's reunion seemed to represent one goodbye and one re-departure.

... I might even shake the story of the evacuation of the children. I'm on Frederica's side now, too.

And Victoria, I'm sorry to put you in a really awkward atmosphere even though you're an outsider.

Go home to Brenda, who's leaving a message.

My powers are not mine alone. If this is all I have. I'm sure you can.

All right, starting tomorrow with this gear, I'll try to renew my feelings.

Wait, floor boss I haven't seen yet.

And... demon king.