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

"Welcome back, Ashley. Have you done your errands?

"Yes, Mr. Frederica. I've been taking care of my skin for a while."

"What!? Hey, Russell, can I ask you a favor, too?

I use healing magic while smiling at Frederica for responding to Ashley's words.

I smile bitterly at Frederica, thanking her with a smile, and wait for dinner as it is.

"Speaking of which, Ashley, what's wrong with the salt you use?

"Uh... I figured it would be better to grind rock salt, just like Frederica."

"Well! I'm glad you're empathizing with the same tool."

Me and Sibila smiled at the two of us who started cooking together and went back to the room in silence.

"... really, goddess... I can't believe she was a goddess"

Shortly after Civila revealed its feathers.

Sibila arms up and nods majestically at Ashley, who groans as she looks at Sibila.

"I'm not a fake god, I'm a true goddess. So Atashi also knows that the Red Relief Society worships a fake God.

Above all, a convincing, Red Relief Society denial.

For Ashley, it would be like denying everything she's ever been taught.

But she immediately accepted the appearance.

'I believe it. But why don't you stand up and say that?

"From the goddess of the sun, you can't favor black wings. Even from the goddess of the sun, your faith has become a little too strong, hasn't it? Something that makes it harder to move when the first face breaks...... but instead, you can look around at each and every one of them '

That's how the goddess came down to earth a long way from taking care of and helping the children while crusading the demon king in the shadows without standing on the surface stage.

Sairis' orphanage has just been saved.

Myra is the next child that Sibila helps.

You already have an idea, Sibila told Ashley the next op---

"--Waiting for a chance, tell him?

And now that we've seen the two sisters start cooking, we're just back in the room.

Explain what's happened to Emmy.

While changing her expression to by the way, Emmy listened seriously to it to the end.

Next, about the future Ashley.

This is where we review the contents of the measures put in place by Sibila in the backyard.

"Yeah, it's a big premise, hostage cases are hard to succeed."

"Why?

"Hostages need to be alive in order for them to listen. You're not going to do anything for a dead hostage."

"Ah."

Me too, I'm just satisfied with that explanation.

Without knowing if the hostages are alive, I'm not willing to listen to orders.

"On top of that, give them some advantageous information. In this case, for example, Atashi is a sorcerer."

For the other person, you can extend your mandate by recognizing Ashley as a 'usable person'.

"I screwed up a lot of other information, like 'beside Saint Russell with Sibila, protected by Saint Emmy, who doesn't even need sleep when he sleeps' or 'The only person in the city who has earned trust from Saints and Saints'."

"What, you mean me?

"Of course the information is a lie."

I scratch my head with a bitter smile at Civila, who immediately denied it, and Emmy, whether she was getting used to it step by step or not.

"Finally, what happened today."

I'm also telling Emmy, who was away, that the parent of a boy who admires the newly entered Kensei was a member of The Red Relief Society and was after me and Sibila in the morning.

I tend to overlook it because my dark magic was high-powered, Sibila's response was certain, etc., but the man was also quite strong.

"Above all, [Assassin] is not that much of a profession. Because it's so valuable, they can't even get rid of it. You can't move any worse than you think you can just show Myra what she looks like..."

Civila pulls out her hips sword and reflects the light of the fluorescent demon stone lamp.

"Ashley's knife, it's small. It's not a giant hammer enough to crumble the Red Society. But --"

Turn that tip horizontally.

"-- To each and every bishop, it definitely reaches. When we think about that possibility, we all want to be safe, don't we? Especially... those guys."

Suppose Ashley gets furious and moves to defy the Red Society.

Without a doubt, the aim is more than a bishop. The higher your position, the more you will move to risk your life to stab you wrong.

So I won't let you imitate Ashley as much as the superior with strong command.

"Taking hostages seems to bind them, as does being tied to them. I understand that the Red Society people are so smart that they can't move right now."

As a result, Myra will remain safe as long as Ashley is alive.

I took the means of being a hostage, and they spotted a place called Sacrifice, but the late, decisive mistake of the Red Society.

On top of that... it's this Civila that I'm dealing with.

"The best maneuver is to make the guys think 'Ashley is the best' with a hand-held bill. On top of that, I also told them that Atashi and the others would stay for a while."

In other words, the longer stay allows considerable leeway for the other side.

Manipulate the other person's thoughts with this intent in a policy of watching the course while the information is being gathered well rather than moving the scene poorly and failing….

Needless to say, of course, the information on the length of your stay is also a lie.

But that archbishop failed first hand.

Sibila already knows my face.

Then there's only one way to leave it to Ashley.

I assume that Ashley is strong enough to misconstrue that she is even better.

Therefore…… we try to avoid such inferior measures as would cause us to attack ourselves.

—— The other person's mind, it's all in his hand.

The "Red Relief Party" made the wrong person to turn to the enemy.

"Don't count on me," Night Darkness Goddess ""

"You too," saint of the black jade. "

Sometimes I tried to put it out in my mouth and lift it up, but it was rather given back to me.

"Oh, when you deal with these people, no matter how much justice you preach, the power will eventually say things.... Normal [Lord Midnight Demon] doesn't have the personality to help someone. Especially when it comes to defense and recovery, and I would never suggest anything other than you."

You have the power, the character to help someone while being [Lord Midnight Demon], and you can use healing magic... I'm the only one for sure.

"That's not a bad way for you to admit it, let's take it honestly"

"You can praise me more every day because I'm always honest with you."

"Say it."

This is a good time, but I can't help but be more nervous than I need to be.

It would be just enough to say something as light as this.

"The athletes move under the water until it's resolved."

I snort at Civila.

Emmy also continued listening in silence next door.

"What can I do? I have to beat the hell out of one of those Red Society executives."

"Me too. The more I listen, the more I feel sorry for Mr. Ashley...... Neither me nor Russell are grateful for giving birth to me, although I don't know my parents' faces. Myra is definitely better off with her mother, who may not know her parents themselves."

We don't know our parents' faces, but we still don't resent strange parents without knowing what's going on.

That was a blessing we had under Frederica and Grandma Gemma, but they were still the ones whose blood was connected, no matter what.

That's how she was worshipped without knowing anything...

Just as old as that, with Emmy mixed up in me and Vince meeting the sword.

About the age that Janet's book to read was still for children.

I want to play, I don't even think I've ever thought about it.

On the contrary, maybe a child your age doesn't even know you're in this world.

Reminds me of the thin side of the Archbishop, standing beside Myra on the altar.

... can you forgive me?

I'm not calm enough to miss such tyranny...!

"That archbishop will, at any rate, make you understand what you've done with my hands. I'll do anything for you."

Sibila and Emmy look at my face and nod, too.

"I've already planted it. The operation looks at tomorrow's trends and tells them. Nice."

Copy that.

"Okay."

I waited for Civila's instructions, heard Frederica and Ashley cook and went down to the table.

All the dishes in line look delicious.

... Today, you're not using that powder.

Ashley nodded silently as she glanced at me.

"Oh? Ashley and Russell, no way..."

"Chi, no, Mr. Frederica! I really don't have anything to lose to Lady Russell..."

"You don't have to be so hasty to make fun of me anymore. Is it suspicious to say no?

Looks like Frederica also noticed Ashley's slight discomfort, but she seemed to flush it gently.

Frederica doesn't have to know anything.

You're just trying too hard for the kids.

I'm no longer just a disciple to be looked after by Frederica.

So I'll take care of what Frederica can't do.

The next morning.

When we made sure Ashley left in her Sister clothes, we checked our gear.

Long ago today, Emmy is with me.

"So where are we going today after all?

Urge Civila, who hadn't told us what she plans to do today.

The ever-invincible Goddess of the Condolence said her purpose, building her fingertips and smiling victoriously.

"Madera, this is a dungeon attack."