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

Why am I cooking next to Frederica?

The story goes back a while.

According to the explanations I heard from Sibilla, there are a hell of a number of miscellaneous fish oaks like the one we met on the first day we came to Madera.

I thought we could do something about it.

"In the end, you couldn't identify the dungeons where the orcs would come out, could you? I'm pretty sure it's near the Red Society cathedral."

"Isn't that why you're going looking for me and Civila?

"I think we should act differently."

Sure, you should look for it separately......

You can ask for help, but Madera's adventurers are difficult.

When I think of that dungeon eleventh layer, I'm pretty sure all the adventurers who can fight that much in this Madera will think they're inside the Red Society.

Only salvation is that the guild body is not stained......

"There are few people we can put out to explore. So you should try to find it in pieces."

"So what do we do? Do you want to act differently?

"That's right... if you're acting alone, Atashi won't have that many problems either. There's enemy magic, so notice the demons coming from behind."

Well, in the first place, it's the magic of the enemy that I noticed from here near the outer walls.

"In this case, Emmy would be nice. Either way, you're better off with Emmy, and Ashley won't have to be suspicious."

"Uh, that's true. If it's just Lady Russell, why aren't you after him?"

I see, is there also a relationship around it?

"Speaking of which, is everything okay in the city?

"That's tough, to be honest. Ashley would like the Red Society to go and ask her what's going on. I want to clean it up as soon as I can."

"Yeah... what do you do..."

After hearing about the situation on one street, I realized that there was one way to solve those problems.

"Then how about I stay?

How to solve everything.

That means I'm next to Frederica.

In my current state, I want to avoid using dark magic in situations where I don't know who's watching.

I said with my mouth that it can't stand out, because it doesn't make sense to go from Jibu to stand out.

If Emmy would be able to wave the sword regardless of whether the profession would be [The Night Knight].

Because Emmy's pinnacle is in that status.

Even in the present state where magic cannot be used, Emmy should be strong enough.

"Well, Emmy would have just had an oak hit in the head from behind, only to the extent that the dead branches were falling off,"

Are you that strong...

When I looked at Emmy in a frightened mood, Emmy at the time also said, "I don't know...?" I was surprised.

No, it's about you, you don't like it. Hey.

"Well, anyway. I'd be better off next to Frederica, all three of you."

"... Russell, is that all right?

"I've had enough of it. I don't intend to talk at four or six o'clock, and if I can, I want to worry about Frederica. You didn't notice Emmy and Ashley."

They look at each other, and they turn to me and they shake their heads.

"Frederica's health had fallen to such an extent that she could see that she had healed again with my restorative magic. That guy's trying too hard, I'd care if I could."

You still didn't notice, or Emmy looked sorry.

"Oh well... Russell was watching it right. I was only thinking about being a good man. I thought it was normal today..."

"No, you should have noticed older me if you were going to say that.... I knew Lady Russell was a saint. Mr. Frederica is a benefactor to me too, thank you."

"Never mind, I just happened to notice, too.... and, Emmy"

Turn to Emmy and I'll remember what I used to remember.

I once tried to help cook with a kitchen knife.

But then, I hurt my finger.

Emmy had seen me get hurt and bleed out just a little, and she cried so much.

Even Sairis was a little unstable when I was being attacked by demons.

I guess that's what Emmy's kindness is making him do until he's overprotective.

But Emmy got over it in the Battle of the Demon King of Sairis.

He entrusted the Demon King to me to pick up the 'win', even in situations where I was about to be in danger.

So there's the current [Night Knight] Emmy.

"I'll help Frederica cook if she doesn't bother me. All right?"

Emmy closed her eyes to remember the old days and nodded small.

"Of course. I'm sorry about everything."

I don't mind.

We smiled at each other.

Conversation is simple. I want to cook. You can.

I don't know what it would be like to see it from someone else.

But this was important to us.

... Ashley is tilting her neck because she is a complete outsider. I'm kind of sorry I got into a conversation with you.

Civila, well, guess what. Even Sairis was pretty concerned about Emmy, and I think the two of us are shrinking at some point.

"Well, you're done talking. Let's get this thing started."

"Yes."

And everyone made their own move.

That's why I'm standing in the kitchen with Frederica right now.

"Phew...... Yet, how many years has it been since Russell offered to help me cook?

"About five or six years? Emmy's totally different, and she convinced me to cook."

"Yes... Emmy, while keeping that mind, you admitted Russell. Guys, it's growing. I'm happy for you, too."

"What other people look like, thanks to Frederica for taking care of me. Look, the pot's starting to boil. You make something delicious every time anyway, so don't just make kids look bad when I help them."

"Heh heh, the tone is a bluff stick, but the frequency of praise is increasing so much. After all, Russell is Russell ~"

……

I can't describe it well, but I don't feel like I'm going to be able to lift my head for this kind of person for the rest of my life.

Well, I don't want or intend to do anything that would make Frederica follow his head.

"Sister's Sister's Sister" cooking next door was totally lower back length than she was when she looked up back then, but still doesn't change her impression at all.

"Are you going to hang this up, too?

"Yeah, please"

I lay my hands on a pile of potatoes on a kitchen board.

Wash thoroughly and take the sprouts larger.

Keep the skin gently shredded and halved.

There's a knife hitting the wooden board.

"... Russell, you're used to it."

"I've had a kitchen knife since then, but it's been a long time since I had a sword."

"You've been clever for a long time, haven't you? I was impressed that Vince was winning with technology."

"You know what I mean?

"Exactly if you were picking up a win with that difference in stature, you'd see. With the same technology, kids with inferior stature will never win. That was true of every child. So I guess what Russell was winning over was skill, sensitivity and hard work."

... Surprised, you were looking right at that place.

I thought fights like mock warfare tend to be less mixed up if not emmy......

"I was watching. Russell, all the time. I was wondering if you were interested personally."

……

"Oh, I don't know what you're talking about, I... You left me a message instead, but you shouldn't do this because Emmy's away."

Shaking his head off to shake off his thoughts, Frederica adds seasoning.

You should leave the flavoring to me. That's what Sibila said.

"Is there anything I can do to help?

"Can you wash the knife you used and the kitchen board? I hope you'll leave it to me when you're done."

"Okay."

When I wash them gently, I sit in a chair and wait for Frederica.

A man waiting to cook. It's like...

... No, let's not think too much.

"Heh, now you look like a couple if you're alone, Russell."

"I thought so too, but I kept my mouth shut..."

"What? Were you?

Looking back with a surprised face. That's not such a weird idea.

"Phew, phew... yeah..."

I put my gaze back on the pan and started my nose song when I thought I was.

I'm not sure what it is, but well, if Frederica seems to enjoy it...

Well, I took out what I had in my pocket.

The Book of the Goddess.

I try to turn around, but this doesn't have any characteristics.

That's the same Sun Goddess thing you can buy at church.

Load a little.

........................ It's a rather bulleted novel or a strange book.

"Oh, you carry the Book of Goddesses, don't you?

I glance at this one to see if Frederica has finished some cooking.

"No... I picked it up that was falling"

"Were you falling? Beautiful condition."

……

I don't know, I'm about to lose my temper.

It was falling, but it's certainly in beautiful condition.

... Does that mean that that demon king was loading it quite carefully?

Open a specific page.

Looking at the text written there, I associate myself with the Red Society.

Will Civila and Emmy be okay?

"Hey, Russell."

"Oh, what?

Frederica sitting in a chair so she can have the same gaze as me.

He put his elbow on the table so that he could support his face with both hands, and his chest rode out on the table. I get out of sight.

Small, I can hear you giggling.... Still, that's all I'm used to.

I guess it's because I was thinking about it.

The word was unintentional.

"Russell."

"... so what"

"--Guys, you're working hard for this city,"

Unexpectedly he opens his eyes to the sudden words and looks towards Frederica.

Frederica stretched her back, grinning dull.

"That reaction is just plain obvious."

"Ugh, I'm aware... But why?

I don't think Frederica knew.

But Frederica herself shook her head to the side with a gentle face.

"I didn't know that from what I was doing. But you'll see that you know everyone's personality. He said he was going to save Madera while he was out there."

"Wow, you're a prospect."

"It's not a prospect. It's just... I think about Russell all the time, so I get it. Even now that I'm a saint...... yeah, it's now, right? Russell became a carefree and lovely saint. That's not only the feeling of compassion, but also the sense of responsibility that would have given [the saint] to the goddess."

Goddess, huh?

Surely I didn't lose this profession because I didn't stop being a recovery technician at the end of the day.

I felt it then, my nature.

Including that, I guess Frederica has understood me for a long time, more than me.

"I don't know, don't get me thinking that far."

"Pfft. It's fun to be thinking about Russell. So..."

From calm eyes to serious eyes.

That's a look I don't really see.

It was when you cared about me in Adria.

"Don't push it. I'm sure if someone was asking for help, they'd go help... but still, think about surviving. I can't do anything... because I don't have the strength..."

Unable to fight, Frederica's wish.

I guess that's all that makes me look like I'm impossible or impotent to her.

That looks very spicy.

"Then it's a promise"

"Promise?"

"Yes. 'We don't force each other'. Can you do that?"

Frederica realized that I used healing magic.

And Emmy and Ashley didn't notice. It wasn't so clear that we could see the change.

But it's never like the two of you were tired.

Frederica had accumulated too much fatigue in just a few days.

I can't leave this guy alone.

"The main reason I stayed here this time was that I was worried about Frederica. Don't ever think you're the only one who's worried, okay? The more he tells others not to, the more he can't do it. Needless to say, Frederica, it's about you."

Put your arms around me, and I'll make it clear.

Whatever it is, fatigue builds up too fast. How the hell does this guy do his job, like he's more tired than Emmy who did the Demon King crusade?

How many years have you been doing that?

But I've never seen Frederica look spicy.

This man deserves more than a Demon King crusade.

Put that on your cheerful face every day.

And we orphanage kids only recognized Frederica with a smile as a matter of course.

That would have been good when I was a kid...... I didn't realize that. Now don't get mad at yourself for being too swallowed up.

"So when you're with me, I'll make a thorough recovery. It protects you from demons and fatigue, so don't think you can leave a little tired.... That's all."

"... Russell"

"What?"

Respond slightly blurry.

Frederica gave herself away with a strange face.

"... you know, there was a part of me that was pulling myself back for Emmy for once, too. You know, when you get that nice, you can't bear to go for it, can you?

"That's... I don't know how to answer that, but it sounds like Frederica is the first to think about reluctance and patience. Wouldn't that be easier, including that?

"... well"

Frederica glanced at this one as she sat back in the chair next to me.

"Well, keep your eye on me, Prince."

"I'm a saint, not a prince..."

"Oh, Nori. Bad."

Kind of got weird at the end of the day... but glad you're feeling better.

Yeah, don't hang on to this one. I'm telling you I'm not good at this, don't.

I think about the two of them who left, as if to shake off the clutter.

Can you find a dungeon that will overflow the oak?