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

After completing our investigation that day, we will deliver Orc's ears to the Alliance and return home.

It's no big deal in monetary terms, but above all, it's huge in me that I've hunted demons that threaten the city.

"Hopefully this will eliminate some of the danger around the city."

"... right"

I casually called out to Sibila, but she didn't really float.

"Speaking of which, I was deliberately talking about the demons."

"It's not what I'm going to talk about before it's confirmed..."

"It's easy to sell gratitude, for example, to help people who get pinched."

"I don't know how to put it."

"It would be more convenient to have demons to create that situation"

... No way.

"I can't move until I know exactly where the oak is coming from. But the Red Society definitely uses the nickname 'Helped Someone Attacked by an Orc'. So it shouldn't be convenient to have less oak."

So, does Civila think the Red Relief Society is adjusting the number of oaks or getting them out of the dungeon to this plain?

"I'm not going to make that kind of move to turn all those believers into enemies at that stage of suspicion. But at least I want to stop doing that."

Sibilla finally raised her mouth to victory after stopping looking like she had thought until then.

"They can do that."

"Well, if 'Night Darkness Pledge'..."

"Yes. If you can't make a stand and move, just let The Night's Darkness Pledge crusade the demon king of the dungeon where the oak appears. That's why they're here."

Definitely.

Crusade the Demon King and the demons will not come out so easily that they overflow from the dungeon.

I don't know how much of a problem it will solve, but the Red Relief Society is within range enough to take Madeira's city out of base.

The question is, where is the second dungeon of Madera, where the oak appears?

Returning to the orphanage, Emmy, who was playing with the children just moments after entering, first caught my eye.

"I'm home, Emmy"

"Welcome back!"

Emmy suddenly blushed and leaned down as she greeted her well.

"What's up?

"Ugh, yeah, nothing!

"So Emmy wants to get a job that says' Welcome Home 'in the future ~"

"Fine, don't tell me!

... Oh, you know what?

If I can tell you why again, there's just a little something to light up.

I met Emmy for a moment, but we missed each other silently because of the awkwardness.... it's Civila's fault, yeah.

"By the way, Russell, when Atashi says, 'Welcome back, ahhh...' nah, sometimes I get it ~?

"Wow, my spine freezes. Seriously, stop it."

"Too spicy!?

I don't know what to do with you.

'It's late,' or so when I get back, that's enough.

What I like about you is that you're not attractive at all.

However, I won't tell you because I think I'm on track.

First of all, there's something I need to check.

"By the way, Emmy, weren't you at Frederica's side? It's rare that you're following me in the form of an escort."

"Mr. Frederica wants you to look at the kids one way or another. Look, Mr. Frederica's popular, but he said he wanted to cook."

I see, is that how it goes? Frederica's culinary taste is no different than going to an orphanage in any city.

Me and Emmy, when Frederica was here, we were saved a lot by that dish.

Some guys in this orphanage might try to help Frederica, like I once did, and instead let him take the time.

Sibila strokes my head to the child watching our conversation, tickles, cheeks and hugs each and every one of us to the chest.

That face looks like a fun smile like the most mischievous kid of the day.

There are small differences in how we respond to each and every child. I was wondering why, but soon I knew why.

When Civila finished touching her, she smiled and spread her hands.

"Atashi is Civila! Are we all good kids? If you're Ashley's goddaughter, you're growing up to be a good girl to call me names, aren't you?

"Shibi et al?" "Cibi, la" "And, Mr. Cibila..."

Called his name one after the other, Sibilla began to hug him in turn.

Sometimes you take your hands and let them stroke your own head or kiss your forehead.

When that was over, two of us were clinging to Civila. The other one has a bright red face.

That's surprising...... packing the distance too fast. If you think you've been forced to get involved from yourself, you're already getting close to the kid.

Really, this guy, you like unmatched kids. Frederica, rather than Grandma Gemma, are you used to treating children?

Well, at my age, I'm more likely than that old lady, so what's his kung fu?

When Sibila stood up, she slapped Pompon and the child on both sides on the head... wrinkled between her brows when she looked back here.

"Don't read your mind."

"... about what?

Hmm? No?

All of a sudden I thought you were upset when they mentioned your age, but that's just my wild assumption.

... No, wait, then why are you looking so grumpy in the current flow?

"What's going on?

"" The Legend of the Virgin, the Prayer Chapter of the Goddess "... just this space, please"

The moment I heard the word —— I understood all of Civila's thoughts and actions.

"Cure Link"

The Truth in The Legend of the Virgin, The Prayer Chapter of the Goddess.

I will not forget, the story that the legend of the Virgin, 'Healed all the people of the village in prayer', was the therapeutic magic remembered by the Virgin.

It was this cure link that made that massive treatment possible.

Sibilla stroked the child's head or looked closely at his face.

I guess I understood it from the way it looked.

He said he was being offended by something like a disease.

"... that"

One of the kids, get up.

"I'm kind of, I'm hungry..."

"Being hungry is a sign of good health. It was my black brother here who cheered us all up. Now, if you're Ashley's godchildren, you know what to say, don't you?

Raise your fingers, meditate on one eye, and remind the children.

Then everyone looked at each other and bowed their heads at the same time.

"Thank you!

A voice that is clearly firmer than the one calling for Civila earlier.

My health has clearly healed.

... black brother, I wonder what the name is.

"This is the end of my concern! Let's go to Frederica and remind her. If I hadn't done it already, I'd probably stumble on it."

Sibilla smiled like a naughty cat this time and headed back.

Look at that, Emmy sighs.

"Me, some kids didn't open their minds after a day...... ha, I knew Mr. Sibilla was too awesome"

"Never mind, if you're bad, there's until you treat kids better than magic, alle. Besides, Civila's been away all day, and I'm counting on you. Neither I nor he can be a shield no matter how hard we try."

"Uh, heh, I guess.... Yeah, thanks! Okay, good luck with that."

I think you're amazing enough just to try and fight against Sibila.

I've decided to leave the vast majority of my brains to me, including the fact that this time I'm in a goddess relationship with the Church.

Without knowledge, I just want to avoid making things worse by making things worse. That's because it's the most hateful pattern.

Instead, I'm going to take charge of most of it, like I do now.

Otherwise, you'll be in charge of everything in Madera.

Plus, I feel like I do.

Sure, he said he was in a situation where my turn would come.

Enter the kitchen with the children.

Ashley looked at the child who had come and opened her eyes.

After all, do those who have always been with you notice the change?

"... you know, saint... could"

"Civila broke it right away, so we just cured it. Don't worry, I won't take the money."

The fact that kids are having a hard time doesn't make them feel comfortable.

For Christ's sake, because of my character, I've been given a profession as a saint.

Ashley...... poked her knee in the kitchen again.

"Oh, thank you, saint! After all, the Saint is my God! Saints, thank you for anything you can do...!

"Then call me Russell and Normal."

"That's humble of you, Master Russell!

"I simply want you to stop because the eyes around you hurt..."

You're a really tense woman. Hey.

Moving away, Frederica was laughing and holding hands here.

Frederica's been struggling with this guy a lot too...

Frederica's food was as great as ever when she came to Madera, and Ashley was happy to tell her that the kids were eating more than usual.

Yeah, it's good to be able to save a lot of reach in a city like this.

Sooner or later, I wish I could spread this hand all over this town and make the whole city as bright as my current table.

Today is the 'Red Relief Party', after I've seen something like that... I wanted to feel good about finishing the day if possible.

So at the end of the day, I think I got a good job.

Second, I remember the day Brenda called me "The Blackish Saint".

The smile overlapped the child in front of him, who was being wiped by Ashley with Frederica's dish on his mouth.

... In a way, maybe it's always me who's saved by the laughter of my kids.

All right, will you let me do my best tomorrow?