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

A building that doesn't fit the meadow at all, too out of place.

Surprisingly present that I couldn't tell by being surrounded by exterior walls and woods even though it stood out so much.

I haven't checked yet.

"You can call me" Red Relief Society Headquarters, "this."

"If we don't have a building bigger than this, we'll be fine at HQ."

"Don't make horrible pictures."

I don't want to think about a bigger red monochrome building than this...

Civila takes the opera glass and looks at the building from a distance.

"You know what I mean?

"Hmm, about 16 floors. Later, the windows and curtains are closed and thoroughly red to the curtains. I mean, what do you know?"

What do you know?

"Madera's cloth shop and paint shop, I'm worried it's all sold red and thin...... Yikes!

Are you kidding me?

No. Can't you do it without joking?

When it gets red to the curtains, everything is really thorough and red.

What in red leads so much to salvation.

... and I realized that I cared about it.

In the first place, I realized that I still didn't know what a Red Relief Society was all about except appearance.

Janet only knew the existence of the Red Relief Society and how to deal with it.

"Hey, Civila. I know that a suspicious group like the Red Salvation Party is saved when it becomes the top rank with a paycheck... how come they all believe so much in red?

If it's Sibilla, I'll ask her if she knows.

This kind of thing is limited to not hesitating to ask.

"Right. For example, what would Russell think if he said, 'The sky is crying'?

All of a sudden I'm not sure again. I flew into the story. Hey.

... No, it sounds like a story I'm not sure about, and I guess the fact that Civila just told this story is something to do with it.

"I don't think the sky is crying because the goddess is weeping... but it's just raining"

"Fine, that dry reaction. So what do you mean, the wine's overflowing from your body?

Wine... wine.

That in itself describes an expensive drink, but when wine flows from the body….

"Doesn't that mean there's red blood flowing?

"Correct ~!

Sibilla nods contentedly and looks to try me.

To the story now, points like thinking about something... no, wait.

"The wine, red?

The corner of Sibila's mouth rises nicely. Sounds like the right answer.

Then......

"Does The Society of Red Salvation interpret the part of the doctrine, The Book of Goddesses, where the wine flowed, as not a bloodshed?

"You're starting to do it, too. You're almost right."

Looks like you were right.

Sibila returns her gaze to the red building again.

"'By the inheritor of the will of the goddess, the man of man shall depart from the land. Only the blessings produced remain, and people are poured red red red wine. Thus there was a promise of permanent peace in the land, so that men could reap only its benefits.' That's probably the passage."

"Is Sibila memorizing that book?"

"You don't think I did?

You're the goddess in the first place.

Maybe I should memorize it if I'm a saint too, but I'm still not willing to remember now if I don't ask the goddess of the sun to come and apologize directly.

I don't feel any more necessary than I have a vow with this goddess of night and darkness.

"I'll get back to you. The problem is the interpretation of that part. The demon king is the one who has to be human. The grace that was laid down, the dungeon. Red wine is blood and experience is the right interpretation… As we call it blue blood, we likened the favor of equal access to civilians to red blood."

I see, what you're saying fits well, and it will teach people.

If you get a goddess vocation (job) and defeat a dungeon demon, whether civilian or aristocratic, you will be on an equal level.

The will of the goddess is a demon king crusade and a dungeon attack.

"But he who had to be of this human type said, 'If you're not of the human type, aren't you of the goddess? The Red Society interpreted it as a ton of demos."

... Are we going back to the 'Red Relief Party' here?

Earlier, he was a demon king, but now he's a goddess.

"So red blood interprets it that way, like the goddess of a distant world away from this land is giving wine directly to people. The goddess isn't here to preach directly and specifically, so she's free to interpret.... but it's too much to surround a believer who turns all red and loads of gold."

I didn't know the same sentence would change that much with one view......

The original of doctrine is hard to deal with.

The Book of the Goddess itself is an absolute being.

But the man who uses the Book of the Goddess is not in itself an absolute being.

But when the man talks about The Book of Goddesses, he feels as if he is representing the teachings of the Goddess, I guess.

… the result is this payment organization?

"The guys at the top don't seem to be doing it too faithfully."

"You don't know that either."

The answer back from Civila is unexpected.

Thought I'd slap you more scattered though.

"What do you think you are? Their fanaticism sucks because that's all there is to interpret as' the superior being of the goddess of the sun exists' really looming. There are a few other things that bother me..."

Sibila came down to me.

"Whoa, there's a reaction from someone who came out of the building. I don't like to be seen too much, and once we get back to the city,"

"Okay. But can't you infiltrate that suspicious building..."

"You can do that, can't you?

Right......

...... hmm?

Now it's about 'Lunch makes meat' Nori, like a quick reply......

"You can go undercover, it's not natural."

"Don't get me into your natural standards. What am I supposed to do?"

Civila laughed with pleasure and went ahead silently by herself.

... Oh man, I guess I'll hang out with you a little bit more.

Then he went back to Madeira, where Sibilla headed first.

When I saw what I bought at the store, I immediately understood Sibilla's thoughts.

I go to less crowded places, and I wear what I'm given.

"... you were on the market."

"Because it's not red, I didn't think it was made internally. That was a hit."

That's right.

We wore a white cloth robe that covered our entire bodies enough to cover our faces wide enough.

"The Red Relief Society" is now the first to hide and solicit red clothes, so it took that style backwards.

Now you won't be suspicious if you walk into that building.

Come on, inside the suspicious building, let me take a good look.