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

Once the white cloth is removed, Civila takes the red robe out of the tool bag and gives it to me.

Speaking of which, you were wearing these clothes to avoid people in Sairis...

With a white cloth on the red cloth behind the road, we roll out all over town like that.

By the time it gets to the evening, the people who live there have to shop to prepare dinner.

There was no such thing as no boulevard or anyone, and there was not much difference with the city's inhabitants.

The inhabitants are all walking away from looking at us.

Turning your gaze, you won't be the first to see this one over there.

... How forceful is the solicitation or still too different in appearance?

Rabbit horns, they are abundantly hated.

Me and Sibila are leaving the city early enough to head toward the Red Salvation Society building (think of it as a final matter already) so as not to cause too much trouble.

As the building was being seen, Sibila took the opera glass and invited me to the woods by the road.

"What's up?

"To some extent, if there's anything like a decision, I'd like to see it"

Sibila stands still and looks over the glass at the building.

You don't look too small from me...

"Hmm..."

"You got something?

"When I'm wrong, I don't seem to thank you or anything. Looks like you'll be able to get inside the building pretty freely. Zal, guard... it's hard to get anywhere near you."

That would be convenient.

Let's just finish this troublesome undercover investigation and find out what's out before we go home.

"Hmm? Wait."

Civila is about to rise, and she gives herself up again and glances into the opera glass.

"... Russell, I need to check something out. Follow me behind the Atashi."

He noticed something, nodding at Sibilla.

Standing back, they tend to lean down so that they can't see each other's faces.

When you come out to the side of the road, a white group emerges after a few seconds.

Sibila looked at the person... what a thank you.

I think there's a reason, and I take the form of a thank you, too.

The person in white clothes keeps going bare.

When Sibila lifts her neck, she slowly advances out, so I follow her too.

"... I think it's time."

"Did you ever figure anything out?

A full-bodied, bright white Civila looking back here.

The hand pointed around his neck.

"Here. He was wearing a red necklace."

"... well, superior believer"

"That sort of thing. You paid the check.... Not at all."

The last time Sibila told him to throw up, he proceeded to the red building.

I agree with that grumpy word, and I'll line up with Civila.

The building was large and the closer I looked, the more intimidating it was.

It's a decorative building, except red, but it's bigger than a bad castle...?

"Russell, I'm aware of one thing. Not to look too far at anything else. And when we get in, we're going to imitate the behavior of the athletes. Nice."

Copy that.

Right. You can't go in in in the mood because it's a rare building, and you can't take it off if you decide.

Unless you're just saying infiltration and you're meant to be a follower of The Red Relief Society.

When Civila opens the building door, the inside is surprisingly white walled. However, the floor is a red carpet.

Step halfway into the red-bound building and continue down the corridor without the sound of shoes.

Shortly after entering, there is a door to the room.

When Sibila heard the door, she invited me.

When I opened the door...... the part there that should have a ceiling opened wide, it was inside like a cathedral.

Sixteen stories, but is most of this part pushed through?

However, it is not unlike the temple of the goddess of the sun.

Stained glass only red and black. I don't think that far now because it's close to sunset, but perhaps at noon the red people-shaped light will shine.

... Doesn't seem very pretty to imagine, and most importantly, it's bad for my eyes.

Sibila advances her legs, and I follow behind them.

Avoid to the side, go through the side corridor on the outside wall side around the left, not the corridor passage in the center of the cathedral….

Then moving forward, I stopped my leg and went back.

A slightly questionable gaze stabs me, but I immediately return my gaze as if I had lost interest.

And when you get to the seat at the rearmost end, you sit on the inside. Turns out I'm the back seat on the left.

After a short wait, people came together.

On the stage, a man appears.

Next to that...... that is......

"... eh"

Hearing the slightest sound of Sibila holding her hand strongly.

"It is the word of the priest. Come on, ladies and gentlemen, let's have a salvation resonance tonight."

When a man says so, he puts his hands on a white cloth and shows off his red clothes.

When I took the hood off...... oh my god, it was in front of the carriage this morning, the man then.

And next door was still the red-haired girl.

The people around him also began to remove the white cloth, so Sibilla opened her clothes without hesitation.

Then wear the red hood of the robe deep and lean invisible.

I just removed the white cloth so my face wouldn't crack, too, and I started to hear the girl wonder and go through a lot.

"And he that inherits the will of the goddess shall depart from the land if he must be a man. Only the blessings produced remain, and people are poured red red red wine"

Definitely. It's a passage from The Book of Goddesses that Sibila said.

Shortly afterwards… the faithful around them began to speak up in unison.

In the meantime, I decided to keep my mouth shut.

It's easy to say different words poorly, but if I didn't, I wouldn't know that I wasn't talking alone.

At the same time, what Sibila was reciting normally next door was a factor in hiding me.

It would be more reasonable to anticipate this happening and think that you put me outermost.

"Thus there was a promise of permanent peace in the land, that man could reap only the benefits of it"

The girl's voice sounds again, and a passage of the Book of the Goddess is recited in the Red Cathedral.

After this, what is there?

"--Bless the Red Supreme God"

Even I don't memorize it.

Definitely.

Now I've said something completely different.

The word was recited as though Sibila had even known it originally, and the girl was hooded without thanking her.

"Thank you, Priest"

The girl, whitened all over her body, leaves the stage silently.

The man also left to follow the girl.

Next, rise in turn from the front row of the corridor and a white group leaves the cathedral.

Naturally, we became the last ones.

In the meantime I've been standing still not to get any movement...... I'd like to think it's probably something that hasn't slipped away.

Civila, who left the building, turns for a moment and moves back toward the city.

I went into the woods from a side road where no one was anymore and removed the white cloth and the red robe.

The face is grumpy.

"Fine, Russell. Your magic is a blessing, but it is still your own choice and action to raise the level of [Saint] and to choose [Lord of Darkness] to use dark magic. But I knew your core was healing Brenda's mother."

"What happened suddenly?

"... instead of acting to be respected by someone, they become more respected as a result of their actions. Not until absolutely, but Atashi wants it to be."

Civila stares at a red building that looks far away.

"Red necklace. Just do it, have the person below bow their head, have the right to go through the central corridor, and be able to go home first.... I'm buying my self-esteem for gold. Because I can't satisfy my self-esteem other than buying it with gold. Because I'm not giving you anything else that just fills you up."

... right.

Did you see if Sibila wore a red necklace, either because she didn't go through the center or because she didn't sit in front of the cathedral seat?

"No, I don't like it when people use the Book of the Goddess just to decide whether it's superior or subordinate."

Shortly after throwing it away so, Civila beats the tree with a glove of skin, like she rarely bumps her anger.

"... but above all"

Go on, Sibila, lean down and squeal.

"I don't like the fact that that little girl... who wouldn't have any sort of discernment, is being manipulated by such adult thoughts and treated like a tool to suck up the payment...!

Oh yeah...... that sight was so unusual.

I'm not the kind of kid who thinks about that, like, salvation or supreme god.

Yeah, a kid that's still that age is just about as good as playing with a kid that's the same age.

"... yeah... that kid is supposed to be about that age, like watching a paper play and laughing. But I can't forgive her... for taking a smile away from the other kids in a completely different way from her will."

Sibila's expulsion also stabs me in the heart.

The girl who was looking at Civila, who accidentally took the hood. For a moment, he's turned his gaze casually on me too.

In those eyes, I didn't seem to know what to do with the sudden... I think there was still some shame in the reaction then.

What would you think if you found out you were responsible for one end of this city creating reality?

Something I can't help her with...

"... In the meantime, that building, I'll look into it because I have more to worry about. Russell will be working with you a lot."

"Absolutely. I want to ask her if this is my intention."

I look back at the red building again, just like Sibila, and I go back to the city of Madera.

The sky was stained with colors I was tired of seeing in a day.