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

Sairis has three dungeons.

The first dungeon is a complete beginner's course. It's a really easy dungeon with blue slime and purple weakest goblins.

Even beginners rarely lose. On the other hand, the demon redemption is low and the experience is low. However, the difficulty increases from the middle to the bottom.

This first dungeon is where the orphan Eve (supposedly) headed.

The second dungeon is a dungeon for the skilled.

Already alarmed even in the upper layers, the needle rabbit of the raven shaped demon that loses his life wanders, and from the middle layers it becomes a pig-shaped needle bore.

The lower layer suddenly appears a deer-shaped needle mousse that is more than twice as large, crushing the adventurer with three grown horns on his forehead and a giant body. Normally I don't dive unless I'm a fool with no fate or overconfidence.

It's also a classic story that information just hasn't come out, or that such an idiot doesn't come back after diving every few years.

And finally, the third dungeon.

A high-difficulty dungeon where the adventurers of the city of Sairis in this harbor barely lean on anyone.

Only the top handful makes only the upper tier a hunting-ground --.

"--so from now on, Atashi and the others are going to enjoy their first threesome party in the dungeon. It's exciting."

"Don't be really relieved how cynical it is around that reaction with the current explanation"

Of course, I have the same level of anxiety!

With a face that even seems to know my mood like that, put your hands on my hips. Yeah. Sibila laughs satisfied.

By the way, Emmy's face is ten percent anxious. Don't even remember to look at that reaction and be impressed that Emmy is a normal sensibility.

But this hazy goddess is pointless to his opponent.

"So this is this dungeon, and of course I have a tough check to see if I can't get it on my own."

"Hey, are you okay?

"Well, look at that."

Sibilla turns to an old man with a mustache who looks free in a cabin near the dungeon fence, pulling Emmy's hand.

"Hi good luck, I hope to get in!

"... ho ho... that's a face you don't see"

How dare you look at me... Sibila pulls herself off the brink and holds Emmy's adventurer tag.

So Emmy understood or displayed her own status.

[Holy Knight] Level 25.

I knew it, but it's still overwhelmingly strong.

Of course, the man, who was color-bogged until earlier, peels off his eyes in amazement and pulls his face.

"Let it be, Holy Knight!?

"Yes, the Atasis are Emmy's party in this top position. All three of them are strong. … so may I wear your glasses?

"Ha... of course... Just in case, can we both check?

"Yeah, fine."

Civila puts out her own tag. [Mage] Level 26.... Is that a lot up there? Is it better than you or Emmy, Sibila?

... No, wait. What am I gonna do in the first place?

Leaving room for me to be confused, Civila shuts her eyes for a few seconds somehow when she holds my tag. It appears at that moment….

"... [Saints] Level 8...! You're an amazing guy, too."

"Oh, oh..."

"Guys. Speaking of which, did anyone else come in today?

"You got a five-man in there."

"Mmm... right, okay"

Sibilla flickered her hand and went through the fence with dignity.

It's a fairly simple fence, and I'm afraid I can ignore this guy and jump over him... well, the guy who jumps in until he violates such a dangerous place, I guess I can't help but stop him.

"Well, Emmy, move on! I'm coming."

"Ha!"

With Level 25 Emmy at the vanguard, we set foot in the dungeon.

The dungeon has a normal soil color and stretched with a sword to the ceiling is twice as tall and completely unreachable. Wide across and quite a dungeon on the road itself.

By the way, it seems that the only thing I put out earlier on my tag [saint] was one of Sibila's magic. It's called a vocational conversion, and you still seem to have magic you don't know.

It would unnaturally appear that Civila touches the tag whenever I go to reception at the guild, and instead it was explained that Civila, who is just a [sorcerer], represents the party.

After those explanations, Sibila slapped me on the shoulder.

"Russell, I know you do, but healing magic is the only way to the middle."

"It's about the other party, isn't it? That would be better. Speaking of which, you seem familiar with this dungeon a long time ago, but you've been here before, haven't you?

"Yeah. Adria's dungeon was freshly made, so I had no information at all, but I'm fine here. The demon of the third dungeon, big but slow. In a way, it's close to living armor."

When Civila says so, a heavy vibration is transmitted from the back.

--Something, I'm here.

While me and Emmy were focused, Sibilla took her hand out of Emmy's side and threw a fireball at her.

The moment I hit the demon, I came to make a sound with Dosdos......!

"This is the demon here, Giganto."

"If you're explaining it long enough!

I'll be in contact with Emmy soon.

As I panicked, Sibila whispered to Emmy from behind.

"Emmy, you have Russell now. Be conscious."

"Ah...... ha!

When Emmy sets up his shield, Giganto, two and a half meters long, grabs his fist and punches his shield.

When I was aware of the restorative magic and wished Emmy well... Emmy's shield glowed and Giganto was flown far away.

That giant rises, hits the ceiling and falls out of his head.

"... Again, not enough to take you down. But enough. Emmy, is your arm okay?

"Yes, nothing!

Seriously, that's awesome.

Is it still Emmy's defense, or is it a skill move?

Then Civila uses attack magic around her, and Emmy alternates between defense and attack.

No chanting, oral chanting...... maybe I'm using double chanting.

Finally, Sibila's Fire Javelin is decided on the opponent's chest, and Giganto falls as he bleeds out of his chest.

Hold on to that figure for a few seconds, and Emmy lowers her shield exhaling.

"Emmy, do you think I should?

"Of course it is. The demons are strong, but it's easier than the last party."

When it comes to the previous party, is it better than having [Brave] Vince, [Sage] Janet's two attack magic supported?

Exactly. Isn't that a little too much to worry about here?

When I tell her about it, Emmy rather makes a denial with her neck tilted.

"Yeah, really. You're doing kind of well."

"You can trust me."

"Ugh!

Is it true... I hope I didn't force it.

Much brighter, but still looking at Emmy as he rushed to my rescue... you're worried he's going to be unable to do it now.

Sibila answers my questions first.

"Oh, and by the way, Russell, thanks to you, too."

"My...? Oh, maybe... you're aware of me?

"Ma."

I'm really conscious, but if you can protect Emmy with that, you can use as much of me as you want. No, you had me protected...

Emmy is also lighting up, scratching her cheeks crunchy.

"But that's not all. Don't you see?"

"... what have I done?

"Well - I've forgotten all about it... Emmy, this is it"

Sibila slaps Emmy's shield gently on the back of her hand.

"The new shield is a big mess."

Yeah, speaking of which...... Emmy's shield now is a big shield made from Fire Dragon scales. Where I piled up how much money, it's not an easy substitute to get.

"Even though this shield is light, it has the power to take the target's shock. It also has the power to convey magic, which goes well with the skills that Emmy is using right now..."

"... is there a problem?

"I simply thought I was going to blow it off enough to defeat Giganto some more. More modest moves than I thought."

Civila now laughed with her hands at Emmy, who understood the meaning of the word and frowned somewhat remorsefully.

"Nah, it's getting serious! Emmy took it for a pair of Atashi and Russell magicians, because she's a really great girl to rely on. If you're not confident in yourself, you're a little disgusted with Russell, aren't you?

"Ah... yes, you were. Yeah, that's right. Even Rachel wants to step forward and give her strength, right? But it's my job to come forward."

With Sybila pointing it out, Emmy looked sorry to me when she realized all the time.

I suppose you're sorry you're worried about me being kicked out for not being helpful in the fight originally, that I'm more on level and power.

That was my fault too, and I said that Emmy, who's just been working himself out, isn't anything wrong... he's sweet everywhere you are.

Then here's my answer.

"I know. I'm just one healing magician right now, but I don't mourn that anymore. Rather, now that you are aware of your role, let it heal perfectly in an instant, from just a few injuries to a major death injury. That's my role as a saint."

"Saint's, Russell's, restorative magic...... yeah, yeah! If it's Russell's restorative magic, you'll recover me, absolutely!

It wasn't the previous party, that you could rely on my restorative magic.

That my healing magic will be needed and that I will be so happy.

Most importantly, the fact that Emmy still laughs this way next to me by the same magic as the [Virgin] miracle.

... whose face overlaps Brenda's joy in her sobbing embrace at Victoria, who cured the disease.

Oh, really —— I'm glad you didn't stop being a saint.

I thought so from the bottom of my heart and conveyed my gratitude in my heart to the girl who is not here right now.

I'm still the Holy One of the Blacks. Just as Emmy protects me, so do I. Protect Emmy from all sickness and injuries... no, let's even protect her from the breath of death.

We moved on as we felt Sairis' response in the third dungeon.