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

I feel the weight of childhood familiarity, fitted in my arms.

Even I know about 'princess hugging'.

Even if I can't tell you, I can somehow tell that this is Emmy's coveted situation.

In fact, it's pretty tough to have a man equipped with armor... but he's been working really hard today.

A little bit will do.

Once upon a time, I've been frustrated by my helplessness.

Even if I wanted to be active, I couldn't move and I already had no place in my area of expertise.

Sibilla taught me how to fight.

And you got me alone.

I think I've been able to walk on my own feet since that day.

Is that really true?

Think of it, I think it's all because Civila helped me.

Even after I got to this seiris, it kept me really distracted by the details.

I had the perception that I was a partner, but I still thought there were a lot of 'giving' parts.

That's why I gave Emmy's sword the Dark Class.

This wasn't because Civila instructed me to, it was something I thought to myself.

Sibilla had already spotted and saved Emmy's heart's obsession.

Still connected with old memories, something I wouldn't have noticed about Emmy's profession (Job) if it wasn't for me, who had been a long relationship.

So if it wasn't from me, it wouldn't have been from Civila.

—— I think I could have 'given' today for the first time.

Hey, Civila.

Now I'll be next to you, too.

It would be me, but it would be Eve, but I would reach out to someone myself to save you, such a proud you--.

"... hehe... I can't believe there are eighteen floor bosses, you make a lot of money ~. Armored comes in different ear shapes, and especially my best balls are these big ears! Gilmouth will give you a lot of money."

—— It was.

You're at the heart of it, that's what he was...

"Yes, it's time for you two to get around it."

Keep your finger on my mouth, Civila, and slap your hands on your pussy to urge its release.

When I glanced at Emmy, she just fell out of my arm to see if it just lit up.

... I don't know if it's true that I lost my hips, but I used the healing magic for once.

"In the meantime, I've recovered what I collect. Good luck to you both."

"Oh, you too. It's horrible to imagine fighting this floor boss without Civila..."

"Yeah, really, right? Thank you, Sibilla."

"From the results, Atashi hasn't become a source of damage this time, so thanks to your hard work. I can't believe you're going beyond your imagination."

Sibilla strokes Emmy and my head with joy.

... Emmy seems happy, but I don't want you to handle me like that.

"... Even though Emmy is the cutest, when Russell is on the top of the Buddha, right? All men should be mellow just because Atashi touched them."

"You're over-conscious, too. Hey. You're not..."

When I gently removed Sibila's hand with my arm, I scratched my head with my own hand and answered out of sight.

"This isn't like a boss and a subordinate... a more reciprocal relationship, that's what I want to be"

I opened my eyes to a little surprise...... I laughed and put my hand on my mouth, I found a toy worth making fun of, I looked like.

Damn, am I stupid?

Sibila, when you say this to the other guy, you know how it turns out.

"Hmph... So now, Sibila, I've seen Russell peek at Atashi in earnest!

"That's not what I meant"

"You don't have to light it up ~. If you want to stand in line with Atashi..."

Sibilla took a step back, thumbing up with an invincible grin, pointing to her back side.

At the next moment, the black feathers open wide with no spare time.

"Let's see what you can do with this Atashi, the Night Darkness Goddess!

"Totally. You're acting impotent. Hey!

You can't have God's abilities or anything!

You're saying you don't think you can do it anyway, because I think so too, but then I'm gonna go for it for real!

Civila smiles with her shards and lightly wings.

This guy really made the goddess feathers appear in this world just to show off right now.

You don't even have the mystery or cakera of the earliest goddess......

... What are you talking about now, me?

You don't have mystery or anything like that.

'Cause it's Civila!

"Wow..."

I'm surprised Emmy sees Sibilla.... or is that the first time you've seen that one?

"Emmy, that's Civila who looked like a goddess. As you can see, I don't really feel like a goddess."

"Hey, what does that mean?"

"Just like that. What about the short hair and the goddess in the clothes of the melee adventurer?"

"I don't just have long hair or anything in my way, I cut it off every time I show up in this world. Melee fights get in the way."

The new fact is that Civila had originally cut off her long hair every time.

It seems that the story I was told by Janet that 'hair is the life of a woman' was illusory.

The reason is also thorough and pragmatic, something like godliness is the kind of woman who even used it all as bait for goblins.

Oh man, I just have to convince you it's a really Sibila response......

"Well."

Sibilla stopped the atmosphere that was deceiving and turned to the door as she sharpened her gaze.

When we turn around too...!

"The door...!

Ahead, definitely the bottom tier.

I mean... there's that guy.

"I can't afford it.... there is no way in the dungeon you can escape the attack without Russell's escape. Unlike this time in Adriatic Dungeon's" Living Armor in Forgotten Jail, "Emmy gets out in front of Russell to prevent an attack. Atashi is also going to magically fill the place."

Even though we've been fighting together for a long time, it seems that Sibilla is already thinking of some means of confrontation.

I see... if your head spins, you could still stand in line.

"I want to hear it for once. What are we gonna do?

"You can also grow the magic of stone walls, from alle ceilings, right? I'll narrow down the room, guzzle the stone spears on the stone walls, and I won't be able to escape up there. I saw him as an enemy who could probably avoid moving up in the air, so I took the lead and did a dungeon makeup against him."

Challenge the dungeon maker with a dungeon makeup... the phase hasn't changed and Sibila is too blind to the idea...!

Really from the heart, this is the only brains I think I don't want to turn to my enemies......

"Wow... Sibila, you come up with a lot..."

"If you can't do this, you're just a [magician]. I'll take care of the area!

I feel more dependable than anything about Sibilla's words, and me and Emmy snort.

Come on, it's finally a showdown --.

—— At the end of the door, there was a sight too unexpected.

Sibila seems to have already guessed something and moves forward with anger to the center of the room.

"Oh, that guy... that guy...!

And when I pick up the paper in the center of the room...... "I'm hit again!" I burned that paper, screaming.

Me and Emmy, we rush up to the Civila.

"Civila, what's the paper now?

"Do you remember the last thing that the Demon King said?

"Come down to the bottom level, I think it said..."

"It's a little different. It says," If you decide it's worth playing with because you don't think you're an orphanage person, make it your leisure time. "

I remember, that's what he did say.

... I have a bad feeling.

"That guy! In a situation like this, the final showdown in full is usually exciting!

"What did it say?"

And Sibila screams the content of the shock.

"I was just saying, 'I'm tired of being too free'!

Nah...... I'm tired, so...

We fought the modified lower floor boss who was ready to die... he was gone because it took him a long time to struggle but he was' tired of waiting '...!?

"Ah, no! I can't believe this goddess Sibila got out of here! I mean, I can't believe he's not in this bottom tier anymore!

Hearing Sibila scream...... well, the natural question came to mind.

"Hey, Civila."

"What!

"... if you're tired of waiting at this bottom level... where did the Demon King go now...?

When Sibila opened her eyes, she turned her neck around to make sure there was no passage on the lowest floor, and turned to us and shouted.

"I'm going back!

Nodding at the instructions, we ended up leaving the third dungeon of Sairis as it were.

I think as I step down the path of the dungeon I've already passed.

In this fight, what we got was huge.

But at the same time, it became a way of ending too refreshingly.

Looking at Civila's back leading the way home, I ran with an unspeakable chest.

Report safely to the gatekeeper and it is completely night when you return to the city.

Even at times like this, jewellers sell things and nobles buy things... you've seen a man before, are you buying again? Rich people are amazing.

... high born, cheap...? No, let's not think about it now.

In a blue world that has become night and darkness, Sibilla goes first for the guild.

"I'm home! Reception... you are"

"Whoa, you're home!

Before Civila spoke to the receptionist, there was a man in the Guild Hall who was the leader of 'The Wind Thunder'.

"I've been waiting for you. You're safe."

"Uh, hey, see if Atashi and the others can come back?

"Naturally, right? Everyone had already left, but they were still worried. As a leader, I need to exclude the seeds of anxiety, which is why I stayed to tell them I was safe."

The man who said that and laughed, I see. I did think he was just a vessel figure serving as the leader of a skilled party.

"Yes... good for you. I'm worried about you guys getting hit, too. I feel safe."

"That's right, they're not gonna do it at the top."

"That's not what I meant...... oh no, it's nothing. That's right, you couldn't do it now because you were down in numbers!

Sibila came up with the subject of the Demon King... and pulled in not to tell him.

Then we talked about everything at the reception, and Sibilla went into the Guildmaster's room and immediately finished her errands and everyone went back to the inn.

Back in the room...... the three of them look at each other quietly.

I think each inner surface came out colorful in this battle.

Me, the [saint] from the orphanage and the [Lord of Midnight Darkness].

Emmy, who was also from the orphanage but became a sacred [Holy Knight].

And... challenged and defeated with the former Lord of Darkness and Darkness, Sibila.

The feeling in the three of us will definitely be the same.

Sibila, of course, is a child lover enough to have moved to protect Adria's orphanage, having saved the orphan Eve. Even if he doesn't say so, I know that.

And me and Emmy are from an orphanage, and those memories are a precious substitute for nothing.

—— inexpensive. vulgar. Poor.

That's what he said about our lives.

of Emmy, who became the Holy Knight, didn't see the inside of it at all.

I only saw it because it was expensive or cheap.

Now that I know that, all I can do is be angry at him.

But I've outed Sibila twice, a completely out of common sense ability as a demon king. Strong enough to avoid my unintended blows, even backwards.

From here on out, there is also a good chance that he will strike an unexpected hand.

You don't know what's going to happen, you'll never be an easy opponent.

Maybe you're not safe.

... Still.

"I'll take you down."

"Naturally."

"Yes, absolutely"

We have one heart.

Short words, enough.

Lurked in Sairis, the fiercest and worst demon king.

No matter how strong your opponent is, no matter how far beyond your imagination.

We'll take him down.