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

When Russell held me from behind, that gentle compression and his excitement about some sweet smell made my ice fountain hot in an instant. Congratulations.

What a joke. I'm so blinded by what's in front of me right now.

Black sword. Granted dark magic, pitch-black light.

Attributes obtained at the expense of some of the levels of the saints, which can only be used by Russell, who wanted the power to fight.

It was granted to my sword.

Beautiful sword, painted with metal, also known as magic silver, Dwarf processed and made the fangs of the Fire Dragon, likely to be one of the best demon swords in the world.

When I saw the black that was firmly familiar with its surface, I knew immediately that this was the original power of this sword.

Turning his gaze slightly to the side, Russell looked at me.

You look serious, but you feel like you have caring eyes like some old Russell... I guess it's not your fault.

So, I am.

"Thanks."

An important word.

From the look in my eyes, I felt the tension loosen.

And Russell too.

"Please."

Just one word.

More than Mr. Sibilla, short exchanges.

Still... that was enough to convince us that everything we wanted to say to each other had been communicated.

Keep in mind that I envy Russell and Mr. Sibilla for seeing the combination all day today, it's a terrible thing, isn't it?

Even though I've had a happier childhood with Russell that I've always been, always envious of Mr. Sibilla.

—— The truth is, there should have been so much basis for such an exchange.

There's only one reason I didn't get to be Russell's partner (Buddy).

[Saint] But I didn't understand Rachel herself, who has the qualities to be my partner, even [Lord Night Darkness].

It was all about me, and I didn't try to understand them.

Returning her gaze to the battlefield, Mr. Sibilla was buying me time to use enhanced magic.

Destroyed stone walls and more new stone walls ahead. And... the sound of one magic after another being broken.

He's sweating, creating one more wall, and then drinking the magic potion he was already preparing on hand.

... for my sake, you've worked so hard for me.

Then you have to respond to this hard work, right?

"Thank you for waiting, Mr. Sibilla!

"Ha, ha... are you okay? Emmy. 'Cause that sword...!

"Support please! Later, I'll do it!

On the stone wall made by Mr. Sibilla, a hole spreads with some impact.

Grasping the position of the nearest blue gigant, I jump into that hole the moment the stone wall is destroyed and wave my sword with the blue gigant appearing in front of me in sight!

"Already, exactly —— Huh!?

Earlier, blue gigantic covered in thick armor.

An arm wrapped in that armor...... went in uncomfortably, as if cooking chicken or even leafy vegetables with a really well grinded kitchen knife.

Unnaturally clean, every armor falls blue gigantic arms.

Until just now, I feel incredibly brittle that the armor that didn't do any damage by tapping my full strength is like the cookies that Mr. Frederica made for me on my way home from another hospital.

Totally defensive disregard, I didn't think it was awesome so far.

This is the sword of the dark attribute......!

"Guaaaaaa!"

When the right arm of the Blue Giganto falls, naturally the left arm of wrath is approaching me who was at close range.

I took it with a dragon scale shield with one hand.

Defense is my true price. A fist of blue gigantic specializing in magic attacks will not do me any damage.

But... of course I can see that the giant's fist is not much strength.

While Russell was a magician, he knocked this guy down, the upper floor boss, even if he was hit by this fist.

I knew it, Russell, I've told you so many times but you're so cool...

... but the way you fight hurting yourself so much, it was really hard just to watch...

... so that these guys can't get me active... if you mean that Russell wore armor so that he couldn't...

I've already tried to seal me up by such a soothing means that Mr. Sibilla said he violated the rules, you can't forgive these guys!

"Yes, yes!

I fly up the shield with one hand, striking down the magic and piercing the head of the blue giganto.

Just cut it in two, without armor or anything else!

Naturally, Blue Giganto dies instantly.

The upper floor boss equipped with armor is lighter than the black giganto on the way down if it hits me now.

"Next!

I even looked like I was butting in somewhere blue gigantic and I push straight without getting lost.

Russell was in pain with the magic of Blue Giganto, but I'm a heap of my own defensive and defensive magic moves, and I can't feel any damage if I even hit the shield.

And --!

"--Stonewall! How about you, Russell!?

"If it's just the hell, you can afford it, Senior Demon Lord did it, too, right?

"Of course! If it's a shootout of a ranged attack, [Lord Night Darkness] will never lose! It's the strongest profession!

"That's worth it!

Mr. Sibilla is completing all the blue gigantic attacks he's about to attack from my blind spot and, above all, the magical attacks of the floor boss.

The nature of the blue gigantic, which seems to prioritize long-range attacks if it's not almost the distance to contact, even if it gets close to the blue gigantic near the floor boss, seems to be coming here and out the back.

This doesn't seem like the floor boss will move even if all the little blue gigants get close and knock them out.

And... just like me, Russell is fighting.

Me and Russell are doing exactly the same thing right now.

That's irresistible to me, I'm glad.

"Eh!

Cut off the blue Giganto armor, along with the temper buzzing.

Far brittle armor than wooden armor no longer, and blue gigants of muscle strength weaker than middle-level demons, were not my enemies.

Then I steadily chopped off my arm and knocked down the blue giganto to tear the center of my body.

I think I knocked down ten bodies, and the lateral stone wall collapsed, and I saw Russell at the end of my gaze.

"... Seriously, that's awesome"

As far as its surroundings are concerned, Russell, who defeated about seven blue gigants, said that as he looked at me.

I guess that's how you grumbled when you saw the number of blue gigants I knocked down.

... Even though it was Russell himself who gave me strength for not slashing my armor until just now, he doesn't already have such the most important thing in his mind.

Just look at my results and let go and admire me.

The power of dark magic, which was once inactive, is the most important in forming himself today.

He used it at no cost to me.

--Such a dazzling reflection of him to me.

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO --!"

The last stone wall was destroyed and what appears there is a super huge blue gigantic.

I'm the three...... no, about four people. When this happens already, you're more scared of getting kicked in the leg than getting hit.

"Ok, when I get here, I can afford the rest! I'm gonna knock you down!

In response to the declaration of the relying Mr Sibilla, me and Russell simultaneously reply and turn to the enemy.

"Abyss Nails!

Russell's dark magic pierced the floor boss from his feet.

The magic of black claws appearing and penetrating demons seems to be cutting the strength to be enclosed rather than directly penetrating the flesh.

The surface shreds vigorously and cuts appear throughout the body. Even the floor boss is terrific magic.

Under Russell's attack, the floor boss expresses magic in his hand as he turns toward Russell.

Of course I forgive that, not me!

"Russell won't let me get my hands on him!

I moved to throw magic at you, floor boss. Go for it, I'll jump my shield forward!

Guh, that's the attack on the lower floor boss! Even I can't completely prevent it because I defended it!

But... furthermore, you can't let Russell hit you with such a painful attack!

"Blow it up. Yeah!

Remembering the feeling wrapped up in Russell earlier (this is a really embarrassing skill!), I get punched in the hands of the floor boss!

With my skills, that arm was shaped to be pulled as far back as I could think.

There's no way I'm going to miss that chance.

"Keep it up...... Huh!

When I jump on the upper body of the floor boss, I wave my sword down to just slash it off my right shoulder!

Though there is so much physical difference that it is not called cutting, the sword of the dark attribute that Russell has strengthened me relentlessly cuts the armor that it would be a blue gigantic wearing armor.

As my left arm approached to grab me to leave my anger to me, I rode on the shoulder of a blue giganto and waved my sword!

Blue Giganto, with about three fingertips in the universe and his upper arm cut to the elbow with a bass, is no longer my enemy.

With my shield fixed to my upper arm and my sword with both hands, I was thinking about Russell.

"Now I will save you from your own heart."

I became Russell's shield to redeem myself for the six months I've been softening.

If this was a loan, I meant a one-sided loan that I didn't need to repay.

Still, Russell was concerned that he had always been protected by me.

That's why those words came out.

My, aspirations. This is just my own ego.

I don't like Russell getting hurt. I want to protect Russell. That's why I want to be strong.

There is a sense that it seems to be a devotional, rather selfish desire. You treated Russell like a successful boy, and you didn't.

So I work hard, work hard, and protect Russell at the end of my hard work...... that was what I needed to do and what I wanted to do.

... but Russell gave me such a missing element.

Russell himself was given the power to protect Russell.

Russell knew it was going to save me.

That's more than anything.

More than anyone.

That's... a sign that you know me better than I do.

—— of that fact, an uninterrupted sense of happiness.

I wanted to be a princess.

The prince felt like he wished he were this guy on his own, and he had decided.

That person has gone far beyond the prince of the story Janet told me.

"--Yahhhhhh!

A sword wielded at all costs along with the call is sucked into the floor boss's neck, and a sword entered without resistance severs the head from the flesh.

As my sword swung through the momentum, the floor boss's head blew heavenly high and hit the dungeon ceiling bewildered, falling straight into a group of blue gigantic corpses.

Listening to the sound in my head. I was sure I would win.

All of a sudden, the ground shakes.

... That's right!

Me, you were on the floor boss now!

I dropped my neck myself, but my body doesn't stay more standing, does it!?

"Wow......!?

Oh, you can't land this well, I don't know what to think, but you fall free as it is.

Well, I'm a holy knight, and it doesn't hurt as much as I fell to the ground--

—— I was alarmed because I thought so.

That's too - it's me, you're so alarmed at the end of the day.

That's why... you get hit when your mind isn't ready.

"Are you all right?

Something's so close to Russell's face.

I mean, it's pretty close, naturally, I knew in a flash what they were doing.

Because I've fantasized about this situation a million times.

I, the princess, am being held.

"Wow, wow, wow..."

"... you look fine. Can you stand?"

"Mm, I can't. No, I lost my hip."

"Dude...... So if it's restorative magic, what is it, Sibila?"

When I saw it, Mr. Sibila had put his finger on Russell's mouth and was shaking his head with his jitty eyes.

Oh, I get it.

I said, "You don't even have to use healing magic or romantic pieces in this situation, you turbulent tree! 'That's the eye.

'Cause I feel so much better now, too.

"Oh boy, okay. Well done, Emmy."

"... is, yes..."

I managed to reply and jumped my chest in a princess hug from the person I most wanted her to dream of.

... I know I'm not a princess.

I also know that Russell is not a prince, because he's grown up.

But.

"Hey, can we stay like this for a while longer...?

"I don't mind. Exactly, the armor is heavy, but even a magician can be surprised by the level of protection and healing magic."

Good...... I can stay like this for a while now.

I looked at Russell with the best I could now, and I thought to myself, holding him in his chest.

I'm not a princess, Holy Knight.

So you don't have to be the prince next door.

... No.

I don't need a prince.

Next to me...... yes.

Saints are good.

--Because I have a 'Black Sage'.

Thank you, Russell.

My only savior.