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

A short walk revealed a living demon (oak).

That would mean it would be natural to assume that although the two of them have defeated demons along the wall, they have not come to this one.

With his sword in one hand, he laughs with his nose at a demon that is killing him a lot more than when he was with Civila.

No way, just because you don't have a woman, you're in such a mess?

"That's what he'd say. --Busy with demonic habits!

When I step into the herd of demons, I pay my sword to the crossbow and defeat the demons.

This is a chance for one of the corners and a chance to impress a weak enemy. It's not bad to keep it moving.

Shake the sword many times and defeat the blood flowing from the demon's body by setting a goal on his ass for the next prey.

("Extra Heels")

Use magic in your head.

The magic that not only restores injury, but also health itself, helps more than anything at times like this.

Compared to the warrior profession, he is not physically fit. Besides, 'tiredness' will always dull momentum no matter how tenacious the warrior is.

That's why we all fight to keep our strength warm.

But with this magic, we can always fight with all our might.

In a battle where moments divide victories and losses, the impact of being able to use 'all your strength' over and over again is immeasurable.

"Speaking of which, did Ashley get out of this zone?

While stabbing the guy's chest that was about to strike him from behind, he questioned a bunch of demons yet.

Having demons doesn't mean you're defeating them, I guess.

But definitely headed this way.

"Is it natural to think that the demons ran through it unnoticed?"

Speaking of which, even Ceylis was acting out with Eve erasing the signs.

If it's the same profession, should Ashley consider herself a veteran who is quite used to using it?

It's unlikely they'll be doing it.

"I can't help thinking about it. Let's get out of here."

When I swept away the demons around me, I glanced at the Red Society headquarters, which I had seen in the distance.

Demons appeared near the building, so we crusade them all.

Bigger demon on the way...... was it Great Oak? He showed up and attacked me, too.

I heard it was a rare individual, but I took down three of them.

Are there any lookouts? Is that still a lower end job?

I don't know if anyone but the Red Society would go into this building in the first place... but around these times when the faithful can't help, you know the extent of the faithful.

... Well, you do.

If he dies, that's it.

Even a man who has ever died unluckily did not die because he lacked faith in the goddess of the sun.

You said Sibilla, too. the trick of the phrase 'those who believe will be saved'.

From Janet, when you contribute money, you are saved at the top... Was it? That's what I was hearing.

Then those guys will have their lives first. I don't come all the way to the diocese until I put my life up against demons.

So it comes out at times like this that existence is actually more uncertain God than the goddess of the sun.

So the true value of these religions comes at times of need.

"Either way, let me use it now"

I'm going inside the building.

When I used to come with Sibila, I was overflowing with believers... but I think walking down the corridor with no one like this is a very wide and bad place for my eyes.

I didn't know people would just disappear from the building and change their impressions so far.

There were no particularly lost sidetracks, and the same directions led me to near the cathedral.

I don't know where he is, but it's been quite a while since Ashley left in the first place.

"... has become..."

Huh! I hear voices from inside.

I carefully stepped inside the cathedral.

I looked over lightly, but there's no sign of people around.

The Lord of the Voice, was soon found.

No... Should I say Lord of Voices?

"--that was the first time I defeated the Demon King with my own power"

Myra's voice.

There is no Myra on the stage.

Then it is clear what is making this voice.

"Ashley."

"... Mr. Russell? What, wait," Stop ". Why is Mr. Russell here?

Something's bothering me.

I sit in the front row of the cathedral.

... It's a really ridiculous religion because it costs a lot of money just to sit here.

Take it out of your robe to Ashley, who tilts her neck as she looks at this one.

"What, that's the one I lost before......!

I know it's Ashley's stuff.

But that's not the subject of this one.

"Ashley. You used to play this and leave it in the room."

"Oh, yes."

"Benny found me. They took it because they heard a strange voice there."

When Ashley is surprised, she receives the magic item in my hand and uses the word again.

"Play"

And from the demon props comes the audio I just heard.

"After all, this is it. I saved the preamble, the first Myra sound clasp I was getting..."

I've been hearing your voice for a while, Ashley, but I lean my neck.

... have you noticed?

"I have never forgotten to stop the sound of this magic prop. Benny played...?

"I didn't. Ashley, you definitely forgot to stop."

"That shouldn't be..."

"What would you have done if you hadn't said the word to stop?

"I must have heard it to the end."

By the time I snort, the sound clamping demon prop stops talking.

"At first, you don't know how to use it, and you have a voice in it for hand exploration."

I'll shut up.

And stare at the demon prop.

Ashley... you've noticed.

If I didn't say the words to stop, I would always have listened to them to the end.

Yes. Now is the state.

And Benny observed this state of demonic props.

Quiet cathedral.

All you can hear is me and Ashley breathing in the vast space about how much money you made.

Ashley stares at the magic trick.

Quiet and quiet without speaking to me.

And then I visit.

It's a regular call.

Ashley's eyes turned toward me, trembling with a sudden voice.

Nodding in its face, Ashley once again stares at the demon prop.

Voices flowing from it.

Obviously the voice of the Archbishop.

And the voice of my men failing.

What comes next?

"I don't deserve to serve God!

I know you retained a distant voice, but still a clear loud voice.

It resonates well with the quiet cathedral and at the same time clearly conveys Ashley's breathtaking atmosphere.

Um, the rumbling of the archbishop, painted with lies.

Too rapid a change.

And...... exactly the kind of words that the goddess of the moment would be angry at if she heard them, even a clear 'proxy of God'.

"Oh, my God, you wish to acquit this fool."

Nobody said anything to you.

Decide on your own that you have heard the voice of God and give orders as you wish.

He's just a bad guy who's really true to his greed.

Next word.

That's another word to stun Ashley.

"This person seems to prefer 'liberation'"

Liberation —— that's what Ashley was saying to her beloved daughter Myra.

Just what Civila just pointed out the other day.

And... the Archbishop, exasperated by his failed men, said the words.

Liberation.

What the word means is not what was used in a good way at all.

"Uh... this..."

When Ashley bumps, she squirms as she wanders her gaze.

I touch Ashley's hand. She turned to me, so I looked at the magic item at hand the moment I met her.

There is a continuation to the story.

Stone for 'pawns'? Didn't really ask how to use it...... '

Stone, that is this magic prop thing.

And the most unmissable word for Ashley appears.

"Dear Priest... No, the pawn daughter too, is she to be freed as planned"

A pawn and a pawn daughter. A voice that appears shortly after that.

The end of that conversation.

"Is that Ashley? Understandable -- '

Suddenly, the sound breaks.

"I guess this is the limit of the clampable length of the Sound Retaining Demonic Prop. I stopped at the exact same place when I heard."

Ashley doesn't respond to my words and looks at the demon props.

Should I have told him beforehand?

Ashley began to look and talk to the one on the stage as she behaved in nostalgia for the magic props.

"After that, I gave the orphanage kids' powder of God '... that white seasoning, right? That I fed it. I told them I spread it to the houses around me. It's familiar with the old days, so the guild appreciated what they recommended, and they gave it to me."

Pomp and tap into the pocket with the magic prop you were playing earlier.

... I see, was that how it spread to the city?

I thought the guild was blunt in judgment, too, but even if he didn't become a believer, it meant that the basement was in place to weaken the people of the city the whole way.

"So, this was the conversation we had."

"Oh. Perhaps the man with the voice is' liberated '... which means he was disposed of. You're just amazed at how fast the Archbishop has changed."

"You were such a cold voice..."

"I don't know who the disposed man is."

"Jake"

Suddenly, Ashley gives out a name she doesn't know.

From the way things are going, is that the guy from earlier?

"You knew him."

"Well, you knew him, or he was my husband."

"Nah......!?

I responded sarcastically...... there's no way Ashley doesn't understand what that means.

"I thought I'd stopped seeing you lately. Oh, well, it was so easy, disposed of in one mistake. It's really easy to see where everyone stands..."

Jake must have been a bishop.

So you're saying that they let you dispose of it with just this much failure?

"... I would have liked to have put it on my hands if I could"

"Hey, don't even joke about that. Your hands are for touching the kids' heads, they shouldn't be bloodstained."

"That's what I'm saying, saints probably look a lot like goddesses,"

Me, to him...? Normally, I'd almost deny it, except for the way things are now.

I'm not as child-loving as he is... well, I don't feel bad about the consequences of caring.

"But when it comes to this story --"

"Are you a traitor to God"

—— Huh!

Me and Ashley point in the same direction as each other.

On the stage, in the back.

There, that archbishop stood with his men.