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

A silhouette of a human being with his whole body covered in black tongue.

I can't forget the emotion the first time I saw that figure, which is so distinctive.

—— So I ran over to Emmy first.

"Hih, la, Russell......!

When I put my face close to Emmy, I turn this way.

Emmy is blushing in surprise at her sudden behavior... but no, that's not what I'm going to do.

but the purpose could be fulfilled.

"Yes, don't get too distracted over there"

"Ah..."

"It's okay, I've seen you for the second time, and Civila's seeing you more"

At the same time I made sure Emmy nodded, from the sideways, "Ng ~ ~......!" I hear a roaring voice.

"What do you mean...... there's no way that the Murders, the evil, the innocent, the vulgar extremes, are next to the Holy Knight, let alone having a party, etc...?

"Murder?"

"I'm talking about the dark wizards like you, the slaves of the night darkness. And... the woman in the back, I've seen your face once"

The Demon King's gaze turns to Sibilla, and we wrinkle between our eyebrows to reveal our disgust.

"Chip, a peek. You have a bad taste."

"... you don't just want a dirty woman to tell you, like you're using it for your own pawn by making a cleric around"

The Demon King turns his right arm forward.

At that moment, the feeling of being pulled by my body was strongly conveyed... and when I realized it, the demon king was becoming smaller.

Shortly afterwards, the sound of a pakin rings nearby.

Looking in that direction, Emmy set up a shield with my torso in his arms, and right behind him was Civila.

... Well, did you detect an enemy attack in the moment and move to protect Sibila and me?

"Sorry, I took care of you"

"Ugh, uh-huh! I'm the one who shouldn't hesitate to hold you!

"I don't care, thank God"

I nod instead of responding to me while Emmy doesn't distract me from the Demon King.

Right under the shield, broken ice.

Right, this guy uses the magic of ice attributes.

"... Ng... I really don't know. You, the lady behind you, the Holy Knight, have switched you on your own without permission, and you're a shallow goddess to add to your own throne, aren't you? With the brilliance of the sun yet, why such a --"

"That's not true!

Emmy blocks the Demon King from speaking out loud.

The look was an unbelievably harsh, angry look from the usual Emmy.

"Mr. Sibila is such a sweet man! You've been so good about me, and you've really cared about me like you don't have to, and, and, and! Even the orphan child saved me already the day I met him... he was so awesome, so cool... Me, I've been next to Russell for a long time and everything is so nice that I feel inferior..."

"Emmy, you..."

For the first time, even the servant Sibila was unable to utter words to the genuine discharge from Emmy.

... Emmy, you're a really... brain-weather guy, modest everywhere, and good at finding the right place for them... a sun-like woman.

If you're going to work so hard, I have to get out of here.

"I'm an orphan!?

The demon king shouts with a stunned face.

"Aren't you a miserable child! Cheap, too cheap! It doesn't seem boring to be distracted by such a presence!

"Well, you fell to talk"

"... what?

The Demon King's eyes turn to me.

Emmy tries to protect me, but I can't ask her to protect me again and again.

When I pressed Emmy gently with my hand, I stepped forward.

"You seem to have been delighted with the obscenity of the Holy Knight for a long time... but you've been so boring just now, and you only talk about oblivion"

……

Red eyes narrow like they deserve me.

Oh, yeah.

That's how you value us.

"From earlier your interest has been one, it is not sanctity or inner. Expensive or cheap? I'm only interested in that."

……

"Orphans, huh? I'm not even interested in what's going on inside the orphan, I just don't like it because the orphan doesn't have the money. That's all, isn't it? So you're somewhere thin with praise from earlier."

"... of Xiao Darkness, you say much in your family's minutes. I thought it would be more like attacking me on a grudge festival that I was fascinated by the dark eating up my magic..."

The darkness devours you with magic, huh?

I still have a lot of magic in me. Dark magic and potatoes are still a snack to eat up, right?

"Hate and this is still normal. If" Night Darkness Goddess "is seriously going to make a family, then the Holy Knight has been replaced. but it hasn't. Right?"

"You believe that woman for a long time."

"You're not as smart, you're not as cheap as you are, are you?

……

I've been shooting magic at you silently, and Emmy moved over here and struck out the magic.

Check that unintentional blow...... Sibila, the goddess of tongue warfare, interrupted with a laugh at Niyanya.

"Ha, fine. It's like you're telling yourself you're totally losing out on getting your hands on it first without being able to say it back, huh?

……

"That means! Proof you're aware you're not short of a head, are you? Hmm, could you be more stupid than Adria's dungeon maker?

The demon king was clearly irritated even though he was covered in black.

That's Civila, I know how to decide where it hurts......

And Emmy's an orphan.

"What the hell!?

Until then, a demon king seeping through twitchy boiling anger exploded suddenly in the last words of Sibila.

... Oh well.

Where this guy reacts, is that it after all?

"Emmy is a child from an orphanage who became a holy knight without even knowing her parents' faces. But that kind of place is better than noble brave people - so lovely --"

"Ha... I'm kind of motivated..."

When the Demon King suddenly dropped his shoulder, he turned his back towards the door and walked out.

...... hmm?

(Abyss Nails)

From behind, I unleash my magic relentlessly in pursuit of the Demon King.

I guess turning around meant I was about to walk away.

It's worse to be alert, I'm not sweet enough to miss that gap.

But --.

"... still despicable, vulgar, not beautiful... cheap men are cheap"

The Demon King dodged the unchanging attack from behind me.

No way... a silent surprise, huh?

"Come down to the lowest level, you people. If you showed strength from the human-like poor in the orphanage then...... decide it's worth playing with and make it my spare time opponent. Oh, cheap cheap..."

That's all for the last time, the Demon King showed his back again and walked out the door.

... Exactly, I don't feel like shooting magic again after that.

Seeing the moment the Demon King disappeared completely from the room, the first thing Emmy said was, "Huh...!" and exhaled with great exhalation.

"Oops, I'm nervous ah......! Is that the demon king? Seriously? Did Russell take it down with him? Seriously!? Not too scared!? Honestly, I don't feel like I can defeat-- Huh!?

Emmy, relieved of her nervousness, taunts me to spit out the minute she remained silent until then.

What stopped Emmy from saying that... what a hug Civila was.

Emmy is black-and-white with her eyes on Civila, who has suddenly acted unprecedented.

Don't look at me, I don't know either.

"... Emmy"

"Hiya..."

Embraced by an upper-dark Civila, Emmy replies, bewildered.

Sibila looked at Emmy... and started stroking her hair with me as much as she wanted.

"Oops! How cute! Hey, Sibila, I'm so confused!

"Oh, you know, that uh,"

"I can't believe you said that much for Atashi against the Demon King! Ahhh, I like this girl. Eh!

Sibilla was totally cheeky with a full smile as she liked Emmy and stroked her head the whole time.

Emmy is completely "hiccup..."

Well, that scream was awesome. I'm surprised I didn't think Emmy would be so angry at Sibila for being disparaged, either.

"Russell, too, apprentice Emmy's cuteness ~. Damn it, how could you grow up in the same place but be so different ~"

"It's mainly due to your own deception..."

"Hmm, Russell is sad to hear all about Emmy ~. Especially not... this or something"

"Ha-ha!?

Emmy trembled when Sibila touched her wrist.

... that's for sure, you realize.

"Hey, why won't Russell give me a favor to the Atashi I'm supposed to have taken care of?

"What, Russell, maybe you haven't bought Mr. Sibilla anything?

"No. It's just Emmy."

"Eh... eh, eh, eh, eh..."

When I tell you that fact, I loosen my face in Civila's arms without hesitation, and Emmy makes a pitiful voice.

In contrast, Sibila creases between her eyebrows.

"... Emmy's happy face is adorable but infinitely regrettable. Hey, what's going on here?"

I held my head in remembrance of yesterday to Civila, who totally looked at me like she blamed me.... don't forget this guy's totally inconvenient part...

When I put my arms together, I look at Sibila.

Sibila also lost and looked back at me with the same pose and expression as I did.

"Emmy. Are you glad that Eve, the orphan, was successfully helped?

"Heh? Oh, of course, right? Is Russell also unhappy with Mr. Sibilla's response?

I looked at Emmy, staring... sighed and answered why.

"... Whose is that silver bag in the first place?"

"Ah."

The moment Emmy turned toward Sibilla, Sibilla missed her face.

I knew you remembered him.

"Ji, times are cashless... I don't have silver coins or anything on hand on purpose.... That's good, Eve, you saved my life!

"Of course, I appreciate Civila's use of the silver coin bag, and I think it was better than any choice I made to use it for something myself. Well done."

"Then why did you dig that story back?"

"What, I just thought you made a definitely better choice than buying Civila jewelry"

"Guhh..."

I saw Civila drop her disappointed shoulder and I realized, maybe for the first time, she just said it with her mouth.

Oh, I feel good. I think I can sleep with my pillow high today.

And, Emmy, you're making your mouth squirm as you touch your wrist, because you're finding out.

"... hehe, hehe..."

Sibila, who was leaning over, suddenly laughs out and looks into Emmy's strange reaction.

Civila turned her body against her all the way to show her face, and there was an invincible grin that looked like Civila.

"Now that you've met the demon kings, you obviously don't really feel like it."

"Ah!"

To Sibilla's point, Emmy, surprised, makes a "ahhh" and non-nervous voice, as I recall.

"No, Honey, when I avoided Russell's avisnail, I thought to myself... all the Atashi and the others aren't scared of fear anymore. This is important in throwing yourself into battle, except when you're still high."

Well... we met the Demon King and nobody is nervous.

Exactly the same mental state as before entering this floor.

Sibila strokes Emmy's head, now gently combing her hair.

Emmy closed her eyes accepting Civila's hand, even as she tickled.

"Anxiety and fear halve strength. It's hard to get over that by myself... hey, it's a good party. This time it's a hit. Atashi figured out how to deal with the Demon King, and Russell... you know what I mean."

"Of course."

To a quick enemy, fill all evacuation areas with Darksphere.

I can't say absolutely, but I shouldn't be the type whose abilities protruded in endurance and defense with that quickness.

After that, you can sharpen and sharpen and crush it with my magic.

Besides, Sibila saw the powerful demon king by that desperate time and affirmed, 'Think of a way to deal with it'.

Expectations are raised as to what means will be used.

"Ugh, we're going to attack the lower level!

"Ha! Now I won't be pressurized anymore! And..."

"Hmm?"

"Oh, no, it's nothing."

Civila leaned her neck slightly, but turned to strip the abandoned red gigantic

Check that back...... Emmy turns around.

There's no bright face until just now.

He's got a serious look, eyes to eyes with me.

... Oh, I know. Right.

We're from an orphanage.

I have never been pessimistic about that, and most importantly, I have been raised dearly by Frederica and Grandma Gemma with so much affection that I can think of more than a real family.

Indeed, there were days when the meal was low in quantity and flavor.

There was nothing expensive about the clothes, and they were all donated back.

Toy tiaras were also so poor that they could not be scratched or replaced.

Still... I don't see my childhood as tragic.

Emmy definitely doesn't think her memories were bad either.

No matter how old and scratchy Tiara is, the memories that live in them are the most important thing in shaping us.

... he cut it with a word of 'cheap' and threw it away.

Not to mention, I ran out of Frederica and Grandma Gemma as' poor '.

You can't forgive me.

I nodded as I looked into Emmy's eyes.

I bet you had the same eyes as Emmy in front of you.

"What's the matter? I'm coming."

"... Yikes!

Emmy looked back and headed toward Sibilla.

I think I'm slowly following that back, too.

Sairis' demon king, you made a mistake.

The best place for us… I disparaged the memories with many cursing words.

That's the least we can do.

I'll make sure you stop breathing.

Be prepared and wait.