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

Sibila's suggestion made it a direction to lengthen sleep and take fatigue altogether.

"Isn't it just too early?

"Ko-yu's, you're alarmed. It's a big mess. People who think they're absolutely fine can't do what they usually do. See, with deciding that a con artist is the best duck who says he'll never be fooled"

I was convoluted the moment I tried to argue, and I remembered that in the city Vince was about to be grabbed by the magic sword patsy first and Janet stopped.

Uh, I can tell you for sure.

Are you saying you're as dangerous as someone who thinks you're okay?

... So Janet, whom we all rely on, thinks she's so smart that she can't fool herself (...) Is she the (...) type? That could be enough, that Janet.

Maybe Janet doesn't think she's smart about herself.

I remember looking unhappy while shooting the Sage's attack magic.

I don't know if it's highly uplifting or low self-esteem, but in the middle class, where the heel was enough at the time, it was just disgusting from me.

The woman whose attack magic is top notch in that city, and who can still use healing magic.

In my stokiness as a magician, I still feel like I'm looking at my back.

I really envied him from the bottom of my heart, including his character like that.

... Let's not think about the old days.

My head awakens.

I fell asleep, conscious of the feeling of my body sinking into bed.

The next morning, I woke up when the sky was still dim.

"... a similar colour to Xiao Dark."

The next thing to come is the difference between night or morning.

Don't calm down about these quiet times and the colours without the vibrancy.

"Night Goddess, huh?"

Remembering that woman, I started a light morning workout a long time ago.

Set up a wide range of swords, newly acquired.

My body is shining silver and I can also feel it emitting some blue and white light.

Is this what dragon fangs were like?

Even though I doubt it a little, I put it in my hands and wave my sword.

It hardly makes you feel the weight compared to the blunt weight you look.

It doesn't feel very usable, but it's amazing.

"Mithrill coat? Doesn't sound bad."

"Civila?

"Try your best. Morning, Russell."

"Oh, good morning"

A voice came from behind and Sibilla came out in simple clothes.

These long sleeve trousers are completely black at the top and bottom. Totally, stay asleep.

Even in fashion like this, he looks good when he's beautiful, so that's really a lot of advantages for a guy called Beauty.

"... hmm? Oh, did you see it as the beauty of an athlete in the morning?

"I was laughing with my fingers pointing out that it was none other than you. It was such a devastating fashion that I thought 'Beauty gets it' around coming out so dignified"

"... your face seems to appreciate it, but you can praise me a little more honestly...?

With her cheeks twitched, Sibilla came near and looked at the sword.

"Speaking of which, you said Miss Lilcoat about this sword, didn't you?

"Yep. As you know, magic silver (Mithril) is an expensive metal that strengthens and grants magic well. It is shaped after applying a misrill to the magic of the dragon's fangs. It's more luxury than it looks."

"... I felt like I got it for free..."

"All the material is full, so you can deduct it."

Is that true? You didn't keep in mind that you couldn't make this without that material in the first place.

I used that Fire Dragon material, boldly scraped it off my armor as well and used it pretty luxuriously.

Still should have been a giant enough to make quite a bit.

... in the city by now, it's been quite a noise isn't it?

"In the meantime, the weapons confirmation is over. It's time for breakfast."

"Yeah. I'm sorry to bother you for a while from today."

"Today...... oh well"

I immediately thought of it, and I took to the dining room with Sibila.

"Good morning, Russell!

There's the bright face of all the sisters back to normal, shaking off the look of yesterday's cuts.

"Oh, good morning, Frederica"

Frederica was famous among us as a cook.

I add herbs (herbs) to my dishes by devising a way to eat them full even with less ingredients, or growing them myself if I can afford some.

Still today I use the rosemary I grew in the garden for meat, while firmly using the peachy rock salt and black pepper that I would have bought in Wang Du.

"Yes, stand up! Civila, will you call the kids?

"Let it be, Frenchy!

... it's not my mistake, is it?

Somehow, while I don't know, the women's group is roughly stuck at a distance...

"Yes, see, lads, don't be disappointed, the meat won't run away."

Bring the child, Sibila returns.

Grandma Gemma seems to have been awake the whole time.

Grandma looks at my face and slaps her body lightly, often.

"Mm-hmm. Doesn't look bad when you see it. Rested well."

"Oh, even if I dive day after day, I'm resting so much, and my magic as a saint, I don't get tired easily."

"Cuckoo, that's amazing! I'm sure that Russell has become completely reliable, so thank you all, Sister Frederica."

With that said, we all go to the table, stroking the kids' heads.

Reliable, huh? You wouldn't believe it very much if you told me last week.

... but from me, I feel that Grandma, who gently flattens this special Frederica jumbo steak in the morning, is far more awesome...

Jesus Christ, it's gonna take another hundred years for this old lady to screw up, right?

Damn...... this would make the orphanage cheap for a while too.

After dinner, me and Civila get dressed and ready to go.

"Russell."

And that's where Frederica came in.

"What?"

"I just called you"

What the hell is that...

Frederica laughs happily for some reason while I'm leaning her neck. But as soon as I turned to serious eyes... I held my body with both arms.

I don't know what it feels like because I'm wearing armor, but I can tell it's snuggly.

Frederica's peachy hair swayed at the edge of her eyes.

"Be sure to come back alive"

"... oh, of course. I'm a magically inexhaustible [saint], because I don't die except for instant death. I have this armor today, and it'll be safer than yesterday."

Frederica steps away and looks me in the eye.

"... okay. Believe."

"That's right. If possible, would you just take the kids away while I'm gone?

"You have a reason, don't you? Yeah, I got it."

At the end of the day, he went back inside the orphanage saying, "Come on in."

Still, I think it was some exaggerated reaction... you mean that's all you're worried about?

Well, I'm not talking about how dark magic works. Now I'll only look like a recovery technician with strong weapons.

Even if you are just a substitute for raising, you are not insensitive enough to grandly show off the presence of the Goddess of Night to the Sister of the Goddess of the Sun.

If you harbour it, Frederica could be in danger herself.

By the way, the goddess of the day ignores me because she says something unintended: "I thought you were a childhood tamer and you had such a colorful sister..."

The search went well, naturally.

I'm better equipped than I was yesterday, no matter how many black goblins come out at the earliest, I'm not willing to lose. I don't... but I still overlap the windshield so that I'm not just alarmed.

"Gear."

Fujibila calls out.

"Hey, it's good to rank up one step at a time, but buy the tallest guy and be the strongest at once! It feels good after all."

"I agree. There's something awesome about suddenly getting something so good, even though I do know it's the fruit of that battle..."

'Strongest at once' from a Sibilla's point of view, I guess this armor is still a pretty good one.

Besides, I know it makes you feel strongest and better all at once.

The feeling of the moment I, who was useless at the middle level, remembered the dark magic and beat the lowest dragon was not half.

That kind of thing, I don't think this guy's feeling right with me.

As I grew accustomed to my weapons and protective gear, the second layer attacked me well, making sure I felt familiar with my hands.

The second layer, where the enemy's feet are slow, is in a way easier to attack than the first, so he cleans up his armor from one end with no chant.

"Speaking of which, I wonder why Frederica was looking at me so much yesterday"

"Oh, I don't know for a second ~?

"... does Civila know?

"Of course."

Why do you only know how Frederica and Civila just met for the first time yesterday... are these brains and women's minds too?

So shut up and prompt him to explain with his jaw.

"Russell is a big girl in the chest, compared to Vince, who's familiar with childhood, who's careful not to look ~?

"--Huh!? Where did you hear that!?

"After Russell went to bed yesterday, the three women. Oh, and Gemma's grandmother. Of course she's a girl, no matter how old she is."

This one, this one... Huh!

On account of me going to bed early, I actually thought that was a valid decision... but my destiny is to hear my story from Frederica after I go to bed!

You came up with that in just a few exchanges yesterday and did it instantly......

Jeez, seriously, scratching the back with your brains is as useless as thinking about how angry you are with this guy's cunning self.

... those two, you wouldn't be talking weird...?

"Oh, no, I'm not teasing you. That" Russell "got slammed and stuck, but I was relieved that you weren't" Russell, who doesn't hesitate to look at a woman, "but" Russell, who's stuck and tries not to look at me. "

"... oh, so..."

I knew you were deliberately rocking, but you weren't kidding me where that was meant to be.

"Later, well, you laughed when you saw me talking to Atashi. I guess I was relieved that you weren't blocking it.... Honestly, not a good sister"

Really? Did Frederica worry that I'd become someone else before, so much so that I didn't know how much I'd changed myself at the earliest?

Still, I wanted to make sure that the core part hadn't changed.

"You're loved."

"Ha... not at all"

I don't know my parents' faces, but I grew up in a really, really good environment.

I still have to thank Sibila... even if it is.

Everywhere I go, when I feel like it, I feel like it, buddy.

Maybe you looked at me now and worried about how to fight.

Enough to make people mistake you for fighting for abandonment.

Really... I didn't know until they pointed that out either, so I don't like my bluntness.

Thanks to you, you can't die.

"We're done talking. We're going next."

"Ok! I can afford a second time!

And we're going back to that horse-riding living armor.

For the second time, of course, it was a complete spare.