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

Among Sibilla's words, there was already information about the other party.

"Oak?"

"Yeah, about that pig-faced, green-skinned demon."

So you already know the demon information at this stage?

"Even though it's quite durable compared to goblins, I think Emmy figured out that it's not very strong"

Emmy nods at Sibilla's explanation. You don't seem to have a problem with me.

"I'd like to head out by the end of the day, but how's Sibilla?

"Fine. I just want to avoid leaving Frederica alone, given the circumstances."

Sure... of course we just met with the Red Salvation Party.

I don't think they're raw enough to miss the three of us.

"Oh, then I'll stay"

What an emmy it was to run there.

Sibila was also rarely surprised by this.

"Are you sure? Emmy. I wish it was Emmy working with Russell."

"Yeah. Me too, I know this city is riddled with mysteries right now. I think it's best to have Mr. Sibila next door for Russell to show his strength at times like this."

"... really, okay?

"Of course. I think I'd be best suited to protect Mr. Frederica."

Sibilla nodded several times and offered the back of her hand forward as she closed her eyes following Emmy's remarks.

When Emmy saw the look of it properly, he gently matched the back of his hand with joy.

"Leave it to me! I want to hang out with the kids here, and I'm gonna make a lot of noise and fix it all at once."

"Ha!"

Emmy...... For the sake of protecting me, the infancy of the Holy Knight, which was often unstable.

Now she feels one step older than she used to be.

I guess Emmy was affected, too, just like I was affected by Sibilla.

Now there are no more concerns.

"All right, Russell, let's go!

Copy that.

When I saw Emmy rendezvous to protect the Fredericas, me and Sibilla left the orphanage behind.

Under cloudy skies, we walk in the city of Madeira with few people.

I know a city without anyone is different, but it's my first city, so I can't imagine what it looks like.

"Sibilla knows this city, doesn't she? How'd it go when you came here?

To my question, I stop with a thin, long sigh.

And I slapped between the drain and the post on the side of the road behind my feet.

"Here was my grandfather in a paper play. I think she died a long time ago."

……

"I laughed at 'It's not a diminishing mon, and Sakura should have more'... so he made it equal for the orphanage kids there. Your wife sells her child's favorite fried confectionery and gives the orphan child a small slice at the end. Everyone was looking forward to it..."

Civila returns her lowered gaze and looks around.

Following that gaze no longer even speaks of the children, instead of the mothers who look and shop around them.

It's like a ghost town. So much so that I don't even know if the story Sibilla said is about the same city.

"Civila."

I call her name and make her gaze at herself.

"We'll undo it on our own. If a paper player is going to make money, there will be a second generation. If we solve this city's problems, Benny and his friends will come and see it."

Look at the end of the road where no one is, turning away from Sibila with her eyes open.

"So let's go."

"... hehe, businessness. Well, let's just get this over with."

When we heard Sibila's shoes, we walked out shoulder to shoulder.

For a brain-weather kid like you, a dark face doesn't suit you.

Now the orphans will play with their tame mouths, no cakera of majesty, shade or night darkness, it's about going back to the usual you.

The Adventurer Guild had the idle state of having one man at reception.

Firstly, Civila opened her party after she watched the receptionist closely —— not too closely.

Our party is called The Night's Pledge, A-rank.

The higher this rank, the more detailed you will be talking about what you requested, and the more you will have a say.

"I didn't know you could come to A-rank..."

"I received a request for help from an orphanage, an escort from a church management member. You have an oak request, don't you?

"That's the A-rank guy, he's ear satirical. Orcs have been a rapidly growing demon over the past few months..."

"Dungeons don't have to know, and monsters overflowing close to the city will be treated dangerously. You're making requests to other cities."

"Of course it should. But I haven't heard back..."

Dungeon demons basically never come out.

At the time it overflows, some dungeon is in saturation.

Investigate that dungeon and reduce demons wherever possible… that is the role of the Adventurer Alliance warriors.

Oak should not have been a very strong demon.

Then why would the rest of the city be reluctant to provide rescue...

"... ok. In the meantime, there's a dungeon in this city, but that's fine."

"Yes, that's about Goblin and Bloodwolf, so we handle it with the local adventurers. I also have an oak crusade request, but there's probably too much scope."

Civila posed here to think the same way she did when she was in the orphanage.

... Is there any current information that you understand?

"Oak, but could there be clear damage?"

"With all the crusade reports, the damage reports... I can't say very loudly that women are being targeted, is that it?"

Fine.

Then Sibila puts her face closer to the guy at the reception.

The receptionist whose Sibila's face gets close range and swallows a raw breath.

"So can you tell me about the other crusaders? Like appearance and traits."

"Yes, no... Exactly that information..."

"I see. I'll be careful not to punish you.... from now on you don't have to say yes or no, you don't have to shake your neck vertically or horizontally"

Sibila whispered a mighty blow to the man after he said first that he was not sure.

"Whoever's crusading the oak is a white cloth."

The man remained upright immobile...... he couldn't hide his consternation.

I haven't spoken a word, and I haven't moved my neck.

But even I knew clearly.

That this is nothing but a response called Jesus.

A mild apology to the cold-sweating receptionist, Civila leaves the guild behind after a crusade request.

Outside the city, he groans back at me with a small "okay".

"Shadow Nashi, I can't even get my eyes on you. Dark magic from here. Okay."

"Copy that. Enchanted Dark.

I give the sword on my right hand a dark attribute.

Any defense will be easily torn apart, a sword that can only be used for [Lord of Darkness].

Well, I want to make sure before I go on an oak crusade.

"Civila. I want to avoid being too conspicuous, but I think it's my hand to do therapeutic magic to this whole city. You won't be able to... What do you think?

"Naturally, I thought of you too."

Sibilla posed to think again... and shook her head.

"But you better not"

It was an unexpected answer. Because it's about Sibila, I thought I told you to do it all the time.

"Can I ask why?

"I don't know who did it, because the anonymous feat could be used by a loud guy."

"Anonymous...... feat?

"Well.... that's why this assignment is a pain in the ass. I think you're gonna have to fight for it."

I listened to Sibila and finally understood what Sibila was afraid of.

"In other words, the merits of the treatment could be used for the Red Relief Society." Our Red Relief Society has treated the city. "

That's all we have to avoid.

... This is indeed a troublesome task.

It's just that at the same time I put my hopes on Sibila's words.

If this goddess is going to put her back in, she won't be around the back of The Red Relief Society.

—— Outreach, at the end of the day, the Red Society itself may be gone.