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

"Yeah, you had a rough time."

"Um, and - I think I'm having another hemp, so no... But you said you'd reflect, so I'll wait."

"That's great. Stay close to everyone."

Frederica stroked me, and the boy nodded shyly.

When Sibilla returned, she told Frederica about the child.

That his father has committed a crime, that he is a father and son family, and that his father has been arrested.

... of course, stay down about the 'Red Relief Party'.

Frederica, who raised me and Emmy, has a day long when it comes to caring for kids.

I'm sure you'll be fine if I leave this girl to you for a reason.

I was laughing at the side of Civila as I followed the kid, remembering the conversation on the way home --.

"--You may have figured out what caused your ill health covering the city"

It's an unexplained disease that covers this Madera.

It wasn't supposed to be so easy to find, it was the biggest mystery covering Sairis.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"The possibilities, I was thinking of some. Because it's Atashi's job to make predictions."

After all, were you thinking of multiple possibilities beforehand?

He's the same guy I can count on.

"I thought they all lacked decision making... but I got a tip"

"What the hell is that?

"Before we talk about this, I'll explain to you what I expected in advance."

Sibila stands her finger up.

"One. Poison caused by the magic of the sick system. spreading it blurry"

"What are the possibilities?

"It was almost nasty. On top of being too massive, it's too weak for scale. There's no such weird magic."

That's right.

Magic assumes to be used in dungeons. Let the demons suck for a long time and it works, pointless magic like that, if there is one, I'd like to hear it.

"The second possibility… this is a common phenomenon in villages with death curses, etc., if poison is detected from village wells"

"... that's horrible"

Water is the foundation of all human life.

Drinking, as well as cooking, washing your body, washing your clothes, will all require water.

Civila, however, shakes her neck to the side.

"The damage is too great, and the guys at the 'Red Society' are inevitable from the damage. Above all."

Sibilla puts a finger in two, a small fireball out of its index finger.

Dropping the unchanging fireball to the ground, it disappeared without sound.

"Homes that usually make water out of their own magic, not demon stones, are spared from ill health. As a result, it will be soon."

So is that.

Even if you mix poison with the water you normally use, it ends when there were other humans than the Red Society who could use the magic of water attributes.

Shortly after Sibilla put up her third finger, she put up her fourth finger.

"The third is air. It's a way to mix poison with fragrances and stuff, but there were no tools or scents in the orphanage to tell that from. The fourth is that if you're sick, there are ways to talk or touch and transfer it directly, but that's also too much damage to the Red Society."

"... then what's causing it"

I stare at Civila's fingers.

Don't you know the answer to not getting so far?

"Consistent with the tip, the last reason this hand disease spreads --"

Sibila thumbs up and opens her five fingers... gripping them all the way in.

"--food."

The expression was full of anger.

Civila also raised her hand that she wanted to cook with Frederica because she was back early.

To Civila's suggestion, Ashley shook her head sideways.

"No, no, we don't let customers cook or anything! It's narrow! The building is huge! The kitchen is small! That's a common design!

"Uh, I get it. If I took it to the living room spread, it was at all, or I didn't think of a place to put the washed plate, or I didn't envisage putting the slab (cutting board) at all in the first place."

"Wow, I get it! That's exactly the kind of building it is. Here! You just set aside a place to bake! That's what I call it, basically for work alone! So I can't have all three of them!

If you ask from the side, you don't know if you know what I'm talking about. There's a lot of tension.

Well, either way as far as I'm concerned... wouldn't it be nice if we were to take a place?

"So can I have a look at Atashi, too?

"It's not funny, is it? Would you rather have a child? Those evil kids, they have trouble coming to see me when they have a meat knife."

"Uh, that's definitely troublesome. All right. Then Russell's in the kitchen."

He's got a knife in the kitchen. It's dangerous to come into contact with a human being... but a child is something that's no different anywhere.

But why would I stay in the kitchen?

"Lady Russell, relax in the living room!

"You can go to the living room if you remove the word 'sir'."

"Then Mr. Frederica is going to be in the mood, and I'll leave it on, Master Russell!

... failed to select conversation entirely.

You just want to go back ten seconds and start over...

"Well, Frenchy, I'll leave all those kids to the good ones, so I'll take care of the food."

"Yes, don't worry if you leave it to Civila!

Waving to Frederica, he invites the new kid in as he tickles the kid who was about to come into the kitchen quickly.

"'Once a man meets, he becomes a friend.'"

"Ah! That, of Saint Alec the Sword...!

"Meet everyone at the tree branch, what do you think? You're strong, too, huh?

How much I like Kensei, the son of the Red Society man, totally attracted to Civila's invitation, let his eyes shine, leaving the kitchen with him.

In the room, me, Frederica and Ashley stay.

Before I say it, do I stay and watch?

"Hehe, the orphanage teacher has been doing it, but looking at Civila... hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey"

"Emmy also said, from Frederica, is it fast to pack the distance of Sibila"

"You're so fast. I wish I had a hint, but whatever you think, the moment you see it at first sight, you're understanding and touching what they seem to like the most. I want that talent ~"

"After all, even Mr. Frederica can't do that speed, can he? At some point, they're all saying, 'Where's Civila?' Seriously, I thought. Seriously."

You were surprised, I said it twice.

Frederica also laughs at that reaction, nodding as she chops vegetables.

"It's amazing, isn't it? I wonder where you can tell... Ashley, sugar and salt"

Copy that, sir.

The two have conversations, but handsomely hand over seasonings.

The way we're used to each other, the culinary collaboration is impeccable.

I guess we've been dating a long time.

I looked blurry in the back and something on the condiment shelf caught me.

Two bottles of white powder. Then rosemary with thin leaves, white pepper with white fruit... there are quite a few seasonings. Is it Frederica's obsession around here?

Sugar is naturally, white powder in a bottle.

Pink stones are commonly used by Frederica.

Put it in the mill and put it in the pan as it grinds and scrapes.

Frederica uses the knife, while Ashley shakes the salt.

It's supposed to be a normal culinary landscape.

What is this discomfort?

Maybe there's a reason you left me here.

... Why don't you ask Civila later?

Looking relaxed as it was, the food was already done.

"Done. Wow! I made it for you to eat today."

The contents of the pan made by Frederica are dishes floating with delicious looking meats and vegetables.

Well, did you cook more because you have more new kids?

An energetic boy who admires Kensei. It would definitely be a feast.

"Good luck with Ashley, too"

"No, Mr. Frederica is great after all. I'm an academic teacher, but I'm also a cook!

"Studying is your job, but cooking is what you like and do"

"You'll be a good wife!

"Oh no! At this age, I feel like I've already dedicated myself to the goddess."

The Church does not prohibit Sister's marriage.

According to Janet's story, some countries do not marry because in a country that believes in the God of men, they dedicate the purity of the Sister to God.

In this country of faith in goddesses, there is no such constraint. However, I sometimes refer to Sister, who devotes her life to the goddess of the sun, as' devoting her life to the goddess'.

Hey, sun goddess.

I'm Frederica working so hard, I guess we could meet better, what do you think?

"... what's up, Sibila"

Sibila, who sat next to her while she was serving the food because she was ready, looked at her with her eyes.

"Nah, I can't wait for the scratch"

"I don't know what that means..."

I don't know. While I was stunned by Sibila, I mouthed Frederica's cooking.

It tasted slightly thin, warm and gentle to represent Frederica's character.

The kid who came is still talking about cooking while he talks. This is going to be reassuring.

However, while I tasted the food, I was really concerned about what Sibila said on my way home.

I don't think Frederica would mix that up, and Ashley wouldn't do anything to poison it.

But as a matter of fact, the child was feeling ill.

And Ashley was as happy as she was about herself that her child's health had healed.

... I don't know.

Now, when you're done eating, do you want to talk to Sibila about your earlier discomfort?

I don't know what the hell is going to be the key to victory, like I did in Sairis.

Any small piece of information makes it a hint to the answer.

That is the true value of the Midnight Goddess, in my opinion.

In anticipation of the analysis Civila would put out, I poured the post-meal water down my throat.