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

Sitting out on the ground, I see that black silhouette.

A mysterious figure with as much back length as I do, clearly invisible.

A heterogeneous presence of some unstable chatter.

Definitely.

Adriatic Dungeon dungeon maker and -- demon king.

"Using dark magic that is also destructive instead of consuming a lot of magic, the Producer (Manufacturer) Killers (Murder)" The Pledger [Lord of the Dark Night], "that doesn't seem to go wrong, Na. I hear you have a lot of hand work... humhumhum, you still unleashed all that dark magic, so you seem pretty tired, sir?

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"I can't even afford to respond, Ca. Huuuuuuuuuu..."

Confirming what I look like, the Demon King laughs happily on his shoulder.

Two hands on the wreckage of gold armor that was at his feet.

At that moment, the wreckage of the floor boss —— the gold armor disappeared. Did you recover that one?

"Hum," Living Armor in Forgotten Prison "has no health t. You're right, it's really scary, the one called Dark Magic ha..."

"... as we talked about? Did someone tell you that?

"Eh, eh. If you're well, don't talk to me, Ka. At this stage of the situation, my win is confirmed mi. The settlement is soon about Shimau. That's not funny, Na."

A demon king who starts a conversation without attacking, saying something that seems like he can afford it.

... Well, here we go.

"The first cut I came to this dungeon was a recommendation from a friend of the eagle, yo."

"Recommended by a friend... Does that mean you Demon Kings are gathered before you make a dungeon"

"Demon King...... I'm not too used to hearing it, but it's good, isn't it? You're right, Warewalle, the manufacturers all live in the same place, Le. So, while exploring trends on this side, we're discussing who's headed there, yo."

... Surprise, is the Demon King actively creating dungeons while gathering in one place to talk about us?

And this time, he said this guy came during that gathering.

The reasons for choosing this place were the destruction of orphanages and the killing of residents.

The purpose is to break the spirit of the Holy Knight's —— Emmy.

"... huffy, I didn't think I'd be out any time soon, Na. The boss has a long battle. But there are rules that make that possible, yo."

The Demon King slowly walks to the stone wall built by Sibilla.

Then touch the wall, then gently toe poke the ground.

—— Right, you know what?

"You painted this ground."

"Correct!

Really happy, the Demon King slaps his hand.

Living Armor Floor Boss... Was it "Living Armor in Forgotten Jail"?

When I was fighting him, I didn't realize I was in a hurry for a quick decision, but now I know what's wrong with me.

The upper layers are normal soil and rock colors.

The middle layer is blue and the lower layer is red.

Then… why does the purple rock skin appear in the stonewall used by Sibila?

And what are the stairs like during this reclining glance when entering the floor boss' hall?

When fighting the boss, it's the kind of place that would put the boss at a disadvantage if we set up at the top of the stairs.

It makes no sense to say it clearly.

But... when I calmly rethink the length of this staircase, I can understand.

You got off quite a bit. Yes... just about one (...) floor (...) layer (...) minute (...).

"Besides, all this ground I painted to fool you guys, to make you assume it was the lower level from the start, yo!

... I see.

That means we've been fighting the lowest floor boss since the beginning with that "living armor in oblivion."

So he's strong with a hourglass, I don't really think a normal swordsman can fight where he's engineered to be light enough to kick and land a wall near the ceiling where he blew it off.

But that's why —— that voice.

"... Nevertheless, you are difficult too, eh"

"What?"

"No, no, no, no. You think the woman behind you is on your side, no?

Behind me, I heard a step forward. I think I also heard the sound of swallowing saliva.

I stared at the Demon King without looking back at Sibila and urged him ahead with my jaw.

"In the first place, goblins can be nothing as material retrieval (a). Payments are tough, yo? Where do you think the money's coming from, no?

... What is this guy? As soon as you said you suspected Sibila, you started talking about human social studies, didn't you?

There's no way people like us would think and work that far.

"You, the woman there... you must be a goddess. Are you sure you want to stay in use, Ca? Think about it, yo."

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"Naa. Manufacturer anyway...... it's the demon king ke? You're being induced to kill Warewalle, aren't you? You know, yo? Human beings like you who have taken the 'Goddess Pledge' are at the same time 'constrained by the Goddess'. The nearer you are, the stronger the influence is."

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"You already have magic. You don't have to bother to kill us, but with the mighty magic of it, you can live extra lives, yo. No danger, no matter how much gold you fail to afford the middle layer, eat meat, drink alcohol, hold a woman, and all that, you start over. Even if it's naked, it's an active job you can afford until old age."

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………… Naa, why don't you say something? No way, listening to me now, you... Omae, don't shake your head vertically t?

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"--Assou"

Suddenly, the Demon King changed the atmosphere.

"Boring yo. I knew Omae and the other pledgees were totally insane."

Is the conversation over?

I get up and look at Civila.

Sibila... looks at me with no expression.

—— Oh, I know.

"Holla, give me the sword"

"Mmm."

In the end, he receives a sword that Civila did not use, and shakes it gently to make sure it feels.

"Enchanted Dark"

(Enchanted Dark)

The Mithrill Coat Dragon Tooth Sword glows in the dark.

"Huff, I didn't know a magician who lost his magic would only use Enchant in his misery, sir! It doesn't seem to be a problem that I couldn't bring a 'pet' for this, yo."

For a moment, there was a sound of air behind me.

... Hey, keep it down, huh?

We're still waiting.

"Well then... I'll let you worship me for the last time!

The black silhouette is blown away by the wind blowing from the demon king himself.

What emerged from it was... an unknown figure.

The face I didn't see when I was in the silhouette was tough with a young man but no eyebrows.

It's like a daemon that tells the story.

... No, you were Demon King or Demon King.

The skin is all purple. The eyes are slightly like blood vessels have emerged, but they are white.

You don't have eyes for a demon king, that's a good look.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Well sure, you're surprised to see it for the first time...

When I kept my mouth shut, the Demon King stood here with one hand up.

"Get used to it first, Da! Fireball!

With that said, what you say is weak fire magic.

Place the attack on the side of the sword and fly.

"I don't know how far I'll have it!

Seeing that, I raised the corner behind a wide range of swords...

Well --.

—— Let me go win.