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

There is an expression that the sky is crying.

If the goddess of the sun is a celestial woman, do you cry because the beloved man is no longer out of sight, or because his glorious self is hidden from the people?

It would be a lie if I didn't get interested in the inside of it, but the only thing that matters to me now-- is whether the letter delivery guy is safe or not.

The sky weeps, regardless of our human will. The goddess is also free.

Our brave party is closed today due to too much rain. The rain, like a repeated bucket of water, buzzes the roof over and over again without ever getting tired of it. A chunk of rain hits an adjacent inn, and the wall-mounted pot falls and cracks.

The grace of the sun and the grace of the rain are broken in one empty mood.

"Rain, that's amazing ~..."

"Right. On a day like this, they won't even go outside."

On the front porch of the inn, a blonde beauty like a sad statue of a goddess.

There seemed to be an errand outside, and the appearance seemed to have been even dressed swimming. The wet and sticky appearance of the clothes is, in short, the violence of colour, while the marble sculpture gathered by the genius artist of a piece of technology.

Vince is also on the doorstep, watching Mr. Katie silently from earlier, but I don't even feel like complaining the earliest. With regard to Mr. Ning Lo Katie, Vince stopped staring at my breasts because of this person, so much so that I would like to thank him fully in that regard only.

Nevertheless, I wonder what Mr. Katie's errand was.

"Mr. Janet, what's wrong?

"... Ah, no. I wondered where you were going. If you don't want to, you don't have to."

"Heh heh, Mr. Janet is a really cute guy to care about"

Ms. Katie said she would teach where to go when she scratched herself (from) —— posing to accentuate arrow cod and chest.

"I'll talk to you after I warm you up for a moment, so please wait in your room"

"Mm, okay. I'm sorry, I had to ask you that way."

"No, never mind"

Ms. Katie headed to the tub with her wet clothes and dressing.

Although it is bright... as usual, there is no shadow to see the smudging brightness of the bursting (pop) species that can be bounced somewhere.

After all, I regret cornering Emmy because of myself, is it?

... really, is it?

You sure about that?

Not on purpose?

I don't know. I understand best all the current conditions, such as "suspicion".

How rude and arrogant it may be to doubt that person in itself.

Still... repeat (refrain) over and over in your head. That Emmy's, the kind of face that gave up everything.

Can I continue to doubt Katie in the future? [M] Or... Next, this, myself...

... No, let's not think that far now. My feelings are backwards, so I feel it's dark and dark to think.

It's not a good trend.

"Vince, let's go back."

"Oh, oh..."

I don't know if I was listening to you or watching you completely. Take Vince and I'll go back to my room.

When the two of us get back to the room, I have to advise Vince.

"You can never give me information about Russell. Katie, who has been obsessed with healing magicians for a long time, may go to Russell's."

"... Speaking of which, right. Okay."

"Nevertheless... you did something wrong to Emmy..."

I looked dark about exactly what it was, even Vince thought of it.

... From what I've seen, Vince only feels as brave as being a favorite color, except for his good health and good swordsmanship.

I know you've been making notes with men, and I know you've seen too many women and you've been alerted by everyone. One way or another, he's a hungry man.

Honestly, I wonder why Vince is a brave man.

But just as blatantly evil criminals, so there's no such thing.

"I used to. I wasn't my in-laws I could tell you, but I don't think I had a pulse. Even I was surprised. [M] I can't believe anyone who likes them is a trigger for their skills."

"... What did Emmy say at the end?

"Goodbye, because.... If we get to Russell, I'm sure he'll forgive us... I hope we're not screwed."

"... fuck"

Vince looks restless. Still, you can't go.

It's all because of Russell.

Exactly, Vince, too, would feel guilty about this situation. If you're a man like none at all, you're so limited.

"... Again, I don't think the judgment itself was wrong then. I was just too unlucky for that condition. That's the goddess, but I don't think I expected this."

……

"It's about Emmy, so I think I'll send you a letter or so. So if you two are together, I don't think that's okay.... Vince denies it too, no way... no way, right?

I put it a little blameworthy. No, enough to blame me more.

I can't believe you two were sympathetic, except in person. Something I found out.

... No, is it possible that at the time Vince thought he could interrupt, it was about me who clearly knew he was?

Russell is Russell, too, and he seems unconscious about his feelings, keeping all that Emmy concerned and helpful. Well... in the sense of consulting, I was as concerned as Emmy was.

... the possibility that Russell likes me?

No.

You can only wake up early from dreams like that.

He said he couldn't be a princess more than Emmy, or he wasn't that complacent.

"... oh, you just lost. Emmy is Russell's thing."

I don't think Vince can be around calling girls things unconscious. At least Russell treated Emmy with respect or as a lady above.

Once I was consulted, 'Is rushing at the time of the pinch a push of hardship?', I was about to graduate to a level difference in too much care. I already got angry the other way around this, so I chopped on Russell and said I cared too much.

I want Vince to drink the dirt from Russell's nails. At least just at the tip of the pinky.

And yet, not at all... Emmy's an Emmy, too.

A boy would be cuter with a little bit of a loose and handy little... and I've never had Russell help me that way or more than Emmy did.

I figured, oh, you get a pretty girl.

... And I'm disgusted with myself for growing up not leaving a single scale of cuteness that leaves me with such a vile idea about my favorite childhood best friend.

Honestly, I don't think I deserve to be Emmy's best friend.

So... that's why I want to do everything in my power to protect Emmy's future if she has it now.

I'm sure Russell will be fine.

A princess, please, an unconscious prince.

... With that in mind, Mr. Katie came up.

In the same Negrije look.

"On purpose? Wear your clothes properly"

"Sorry, the hot weather really gets steamy when I wear it..."

Mm, I can't tell you back when they say that...

As Ms. Katie sat back in bed, she began to use magic to dry her wet hair in silence.

.................................... what?

Shut up (...) and (...) use magic to dry it?

"Mr. Katie, what are you doing right now?

"Eh, it's a magical dry of unchanging life. If it's an oral chant, it's" Dry. "

I know the magic, there's no way I don't know the magic of a magician, a wise man near a magician.

I'm not, and I don't know what you're using an unknown method of 'chanting without' as a matter of course...

... No, it's not. For Katie, uncharacterized technology, "Everyone knows and deserves it."

"Oh, you mean maybe unchanging? Concentrate in your head, pronounce magic words, and be aware of magic."

"... thank you for your guidance whip"

"No, I wasn't sure enough either"

... talking about knowledge I don't know, like it's obvious, and I'm not even wearing it. Obviously, the level of knowledge is high.

Standards.

It's not just a lot, it's high quality. Talk about the importance of recovery magicians and the need for clerics in the vocation of the Demon King Crusade. Yes... even the Demon King is talking to himself as if he knew.

I mean... this guy.

The 'know and deserve' level is far higher than mine.

—— I feel terribly incompetent.

The sky rains like no other.

It is also said that airspace represents a person's mind because it is influenced by airspace.

Still, I hope you will forgive me now for being so illusory that the sky of my mind is linked to reality.

Would you think that the goddess of the sun is not as bad as she intends to be?

When this happens, Vince, who is as surprised as I am by the unchanging information, seems to be Ning Luo's best support.

Next door, the fact that the same normal person is equally surprised can be a support for the outward mind. I've never known this before.

"By the way, you were talking about my errand."

That's right. I have to put aside the unchanging matter and ask you about Mr. Katie's errands.

"Exactly. I, too, feel responsible for the decrease in party members because of me. So I don't know if I'm going to represent the Holy Knight..."

Could it be...

"I wish I could introduce my friend to Mr. Vince."

I heard the alarming horn whistling again in my head.

Mr. Katie's friend?

How come you haven't been with that person forever?

Why do you show up so well timed and filled with holes?

Coincidence or as planned?

No way...... by chance, inevitably?

I don't know... I don't even know if this question is just me blindfolding myself like an idiot on a trail.

I feel terribly incompetent... and funny.

Next door, there's no Emmy or Russell. I'm sorry about Vince, but I don't really think we're gonna talk about it and work it out. That would be the last time.

And looking over the current situation… I finally understood that I had no one to lean on.

The sky isn't going to stop crying yet.