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

Ashley is working together to retrieve her daughter from the Red Relief Society by making it look like she is a friendly same building resident on the surface but connected to the Red Relief Society behind her...

Behind him is the surface.

Civila touches Ashley's body with a pepper.

Me and Sibila looked at each other, but Sibila sat down as if nothing in particular had happened.

"Uh, over? What was it?

"I was just wondering if maybe the Red Society guys had planted some kind of magic stone to eavesdrop on"

"... you come up with something horrible"

Was it also something that came to mind as a possibility, Ashley left the room and when she came back she had a small box.

When I opened the lid, there was a demonic stone in the sphere.

"'Play'"

When Ashley used some kind of magic, it glowed thinly... what a voice came out of the sphere.

"The goddess was equal and thought to give happiness to the people. But lament that you can never equal everything -- '

"Ha......" Stop ""

And it's like magic I used again, and the voice from the talking stone stops.

Because it was a fairly clear voice, I soon found out that was the voice I heard on the stage then.

"Oh... you mean this is the 'sound clasp'"

"That's right. It's one of the rewards, and Myra's partial reading of The Book of Goddesses."

"I see, this is amazing..."

Beautifully so far, I didn't know it would make a sound.

If you can even hear your daughter's voice at home that you certainly won't see, it would be exceptional as a reward.

… although it is a really unpleasant story that it is made by the side taking it hostage.

Sibilla seemed to care more about the box.

"What's up?

"I thought you planted a demon stone or something to eavesdrop on, but if you had something like that in it, you'd find out as of yesterday. Nothing in particular was planted."

The phase is the same, don't think about the horrible things you are...

Exactly, that seemed like too much of a Sibilla thought.

"Well, let's keep an activity report. They dived into the Madera Dungeon."

"That's the easy part. Which one was it?

"Eh, it was awesome in a dungeon where the floor boss overflowed as a heap of miscellaneous fish from the eleventh layer. We've trampled it all and defeated the Demon King."

I said hello, so yeah, I nodded. Ashley stopped perfectly, tilted her neck to indulge in what was said, and turned this way.

"... you know, uh, I thought I heard wrong"

"The Demon King has been defeated. This is the third one."

"It's a lie, isn't it?

"What are you going to do with a lie like that on purpose? Oh, don't worry, life will collapse or there won't be any negative effects. I just won't be overflowing with demons from the dungeons anymore, that's all I need you to remember"

"Just to sum it up, I think it's a terrific feat..."

Even in the third body, I can't help it.

Besides, the second guy was a thick guy in many ways. Madeira's demon king was in good shape and seemed light-hearted.

So far, I've only met a disgusting demon king, so much so that there's no such thing as a reproach of conscience.

Thanks to you, this one is worth taking down.

Originally, when I was thinking of killing all the orphanages in my hometown (Adria), I wasn't going to forgive the rest of the demon kings either.

"By the way, the eleven layers of the dungeon are red. They were intentionally stockpiling demons as if they were going to overflow and destroy the city. And he was approved by the Demon King."

"Going that far, it's hard for me to believe... that it's completely Red Society, isn't it the enemy of the goddess..."

Well, you wouldn't normally believe that I was just intentionally working with the Demon King.

But it was intentional. Because --.

"Ashley, according to Atashi's enemy magic, the city is already full of demons."

Ashley and Emmy are also surprised by Sibilla's story. Speaking of which, you didn't tell Emmy.

"Oh, yeah. So awesome!?

Emmy gets up and goes to the window, but you're determined to only see the outer wall, you're in too much of a hurry.

"No way, that too"

"Oh. The fact that the postal guild was gripping the contact of the Adventurer guild, that there were demons all around and no relief came, is too convenient for the Red Society. He had unleashed demons on the field and solicited them in the name of helping those attacked. But..."

Not Emmy, but I look out for the window, too.

I don't really want to imagine the sight beyond the outer wall.

"I don't know if the situation is intentional or not. Civila would think so, wouldn't she?

"Yeah. Exactly in this situation, the Red Society humans themselves can't come to that diocese. So I was wondering if there could have been some kind of problem."

"I don't know if it's intentional or not, but the reason for the problem is eighty-nine, I guess yesterday's dungeon tread"

"I guess."

Where Sibilla nodded, Emmy raised her hand.

"Yes, yes, I was about to finish talking, but I'd also like to know what Mr. Ashley was like yesterday"

"Speaking of which, you haven't spoken yet."

Ashley nodded and started talking about yesterday.

"After I provided the information, I still got more rewards to snort. Thank you very much, Sibilla."

Sibila was thanked and laughed small.

"Afterwards, as usual, I was required to wear a red hood, but today I could see it in the front of the front seat. Nearby, my daughter is really the best beautiful girl I've ever had a little too cute. Then everyone will listen in silence."

"I've heard it in the back once, but it was a really clear voice"

"I often compare the soloist to the soloist in various words, but he's the voice of an angel, so to speak."

"Ugh, I'm the only one you've ever heard... you sound like you just came out of a sound clasp ball, okay?"

Speaking of which, only Emmy hadn't heard that kid in person yet.

At the dawn of liberation, Emmy should also hear Myra. Really... it was such a good voice that I felt more and more hated that those people were using its beauty.

"Then the sound clasp just now and the... this"

Another thing that came out of the envelope was Myra facing the front, a special thin plate.

This is the magic trick that keeps you looking, it's amazing.

But this...

"... you have a cold face"

"What!?

To my whining, Ashley looks back and reviews the board of appearances.

"That, because you always have this face, that doesn't have a look..."

"When Civila first pulled up the hood by accident, she had a slightly more unusual look on her face. The contents should be much younger, so much so that if you mix inside the orphanage, you'll be the youngest."

……

Ashley stares at the board.

Thinking of something... Oh, my God, I broke that board.

Emmy, on the contrary, even Sibila is surprised and waits for Ashley's next word.

"Yeah... well... all I've ever seen was Myra made"

Ashley, who had closed her eyes for a few seconds, eventually raised her face.

"If I'm going to leave it, I want to leave a smile on my face. Saints, goddesses, and holy knights. Please help us bring back the real Myra."

The eyes were burning in an unmistakable fighting spirit.

Have you finished talking about the whole story?

"So how do I move today"

"I've been thinking about a lot of things, but first we need to gather information."

"You're leaving with me and Sibila."

When I approached Civila again...... for some reason, I missed my gaze while messing with my hair. What's that reaction?

"Today --"

"Will you take that?

"This is it."

I left the vegetables in the kitchen.

A crisis in the city, due to a flood of demons.

Still invisible, the mystery of the dungeon.

Everyone on the spot was surprised as a result of coming up with the information and suggesting it as they felt necessary.

Mine, what to do today.

It's —— it's a voicemail with Frederica.