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

We defeated the lowest demon king, we move on.

"In Adria, the Demon King blew himself up and it's gone clean."

"In Ceylis, there was nothing but a disgusting note, and the Demon King knocked him down on the beach."

"What do we have this time?

The Demon King fell, but Emmy's candidacy for the avant-garde led him into the room.

Not alarmed, that's a good decision.

But that's right, there was never any more new demons to show up.

What spreads in front of you is a small room. Behind it is the desk. On top of that is... The Book of Goddesses.

I take the book and turn around.

"What it says is the very thing handed out in the church..."

The room doesn't feel dark with magic luminescence, but it's hard to see because it's blurry and purple.

You don't read books or anything in a dungeon. Is it a normal color for the Demon King?

As I read some of the contents, the mundane spot caught my eye.

—— By the inheritor of the will of the goddess, the mortal shall depart from the land.

Yes, that's the part where the 'Red Relief Party' Civila used to talk about matters.

I don't know why it caught my eye... but it's clear why.

In that part, a line is drawn.

This description in this room, which is supposed to contain only the Demon King, would mean… no doubt that that laughing Mayfly Demon King was interacting with the Red Society guys while loading this Goddess book.

Demon King or Red Society, I don't know which comes first.

Still, there's one thing we know at the moment.

—— It means I can't allow the Red Salvation Party.

I showed Civila and Emmy where it belongs.

Then Civila gently turned the page from head to end and just said, 'You didn't write anything else,' and gave me the book.

It belongs to the Demon King... but I'll take it.

I haven't read it very seriously before.

Exit the Madera dungeon.

The day leaned completely, and the amount of dry portable food I was eating in the dungeon was digested and I was hungry.

Stained in bright red, the city of Madera.

At a particularly sparse time on the streets, Civila saw those in the eastern direction —— well inhibited and invisible, with that Red Salvation Society building.

"Those who believe will be saved —— you're lying."

It is a word I do not see as a goddess.

"Because I believed that I was saved. Thanks to the goddess, because I didn't believe that I wasn't saved, because the goddess didn't go to save me. It's too convenient for a goddess."

Hearing that reasoning, I do think you're right.

For Sibilla, the goddess is about herself.

And in fact, you saved me.

But that's not because I believed in the goddess.

"Success and failure are worth it because you grab them with your own hands. Failure, too. Failure to survive is the shortcut to the greatest success. And succeed."

Civila sees us.

With his own hands, he gave us the profession of night and darkness.

"When you succeed, those who are humble appreciate 'luck' or 'thanks to the goddess'. It's good not to be chronic...... but faith in the fear of 'Faith or you won't succeed' is in reverse order. You'll see."

"Whatever. Just because I believe in Civila doesn't mean I'll be level 20 when I wake up from sleep. My growth and success makes no sense if I have to grasp it with my own hands"

Believe it or not, the result appears.

That doesn't explain why you don't believe in the goddess of the sun, but at the same time it doesn't explain why you believe more than you need to.

Because I hate the goddess, and this is how I continue to successfully crusade the Demon King as an adventurer.

That's not because I believed in the goddess Sibila.

Because I level up and I use dark magic.

The result of my actions is mine.

The pain of being banished, the pain of being slapped by a dragon.

Even if it's a goddess, I'm not willing to give it up to anyone.

"Wow, me! Instead, all the time, get a profession while it's being flushed, use it... So now it seems so nice to raise yourself, choosing a profession......!

Emmy became the [knight of the night] profession.

That would have been a very big choice for Emmy herself.

I gained the power to fight with me from becoming a holy knight until I lost the magic of protection I gained.

And now he's shoulder to shoulder and crusade for the Demon King.

Hearing our response, Sibila nods satisfactorily.

"Looking at you guys makes me feel a little better about Atashi.... Hey, I was wondering this time"

You don't have to tell me, I get it.

Even I, who do not believe in the goddess of the sun, am so angry that I am not a god.

Being the person being used, you... especially if you can even change your profession on your own volition, but you lean on humans enough to confirm me or Emmy's will.

"It's like saying, 'Think of what the Archbishop said as the Goddess herself'."

…… Russell used to say he wanted to hit all of them, but he wanted to hit all of them too. "

I guess.

After Civila, Emmy also ran for office, but Civila said, "No because Emmy will die when she hits you," and she was returning it to me as "er".

To Emmy, who punches me in the head and laughs like a sister. Look at such a sibila, I think.

This sibila is a so-called 'sibila-like' look that is considerably more affordable than before.

I wish it was my influence to make room for Civila right now.

When I return to the orphanage, straw and child gather.

"Shirabi! It's too late.

Crouch in to the children who have gathered, stroking their heads with joy. I've missed you so much that you've been Sister since the beginning.

And Sibilla herself feels like she's feeding her mind this time, above all else.

Looking at it like that, one of them noticed me.

Oh, it's Mr. Russell.

"Me?

Suddenly they call me by my name, I'm surprised. At times like this, it's rare to stand out more than Civila.

This guy was definitely the first to go into an orphanage......

"... Benny, was it?

"Yeah."

Rarely, the boy came to me, not Sibila.

Is something wrong?

Benny bowed his head as I leaned my neck in doubt.

"I've been in bad shape, so I wanted to thank Mr. Russell..."

Surprised, you're a serious guy.

The other kids felt satisfied once they thanked me, but Benny seemed to appreciate me the whole time.

"You're a good guy, Benny is. Keep that tender personality and grow up."

"Yeah."

When I felt my gaze, Sibila and Emmy were looking at me. Sibila is Niyaniya and Emmy is Nikoniko.

... what a face to see that smiling thing.

Even I'm not slated against anyone.

I tell Benny to hang out so he can shake off his awkwardness.

Is that all you have to do?

"Oh, yeah, no."

"Hmm? Really?"

Benny took out of his nostalgia, something from a small sphere.

"I'll give you this. Don't tell everyone."

"Okay, let's take it"

I don't know what it is, but if it's a secret, it's not much to show.

I just put that tool in my pocket and the front door opens.

"I'm home... Ah, Lady Russell..."

"Ashley? We just got back, too."

"That's..."

Ashley has shared her plans in advance.

But that's to fool the Red Society. So I can't even mention it in a circumstantial way on this occasion.

Seeing how Ashley was like that, Sibila shook the story.

"Good job, Ashley. Looks like Frederica's cooking."

"What, I'm sorry, I'll be on my way!

That's what I said, it flew away.

I also greeted Frederica back home at once. After that... well, you're only going to kill time with the kids.

I can't stand in the way of the two kitchens.... In particular, it is also likely that Ashley thinks about it as part of her sin destruction. I should leave this place to you.

Today's food was also very tasty and tender.

Frederica is really, really good at cooking.

Its own 'likes' coincide with its work as an administrative member of the Church Orphanage, pushing its own charm.

This would also be an example of my choice and its success.

It's not just the ability to fight.

No... Frederica has fought hard enough.

to the battle against orphans throughout the kingdom called 'parenting'.

From an early age, Frederica was an older and admired sister.

Pull it out with force, pull it out with your back length, or be a saint.

Instead, I don't know if I can feel the presence of one Frederica bigger now that I'm older than when I was a kid.

recovery and treatment, which is an area where you can.

I don't think I can stand side by side yet, but what I can do without Frederica is actively cooperate.

The next day, the city of Madeira, unchanged and sunny.

When I woke up, Civila was looking out the window, just like when Sairis was.

Except it's not an inn with sky and sea where you can feel the brightness of the bottom line, like it was then.

Sibila stares out the window.

He puts his arms together, slaps his arms with his fingers, and from time to time he closes his eyes and sighs, "Huh..."

"What's up?

"... oh, Russell. You're early."

Get up and look out the window with Civila.

Exactly not like when I was in Ceylis, I can only see the city walls from the orphanage.

"What happened?

"Did the Reds notice or fail... Either way, I don't know if they're ready anymore?"

Don't use indirect expressions again......

I remind Civila what it is after all.

I need you to come to an early conclusion.

—— But I heard the answer and found out how Sibila felt when I just sighed.

"I'm using enemy magic... demons outside the city, obviously increasing. There's a lot of them, and they're of high quality. Keep it up, you might come into the city. We're going to have to settle this more thoroughly than this."

A glimmer of light, leaking from the gap between the clouds.

It was at the dawn of the final showdown with The Red Relief Society that Sibila proclaimed.