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

"--Impossible."

A small murmur resounds clearly on the floor where the sword's reward was temporarily interrupted.

Katie's voice.

From that expression and voice tone, I can see that there is something in front of me that seems to be astonished.

How long has it been since Vince and I hit the sword again?

I feel like I haven't been there yet, and I feel like I've been there for a few decades.

I don't know what time it is, but I still know exactly what it is.

Weak.

Vince is weak now.It is also a bit weak rather than a bit weak.

Of course, power is not weak.But I tried to fight and felt no response at all.

Vince's attack was simple enough to cause some confusion.

The sword is held in both hands all the time, and the attack is caused by a big swing.

I wonder if the small movements that sometimes occur are about as desperate as they come in a series of shots.It's like I'm showing off my health, and I can't feel the movement to defeat me.

Of course, even with such a simple attack, I will evade it immediately.And in that fine move, Vince's balance will collapse if I slap the sword with a big swing.

Large swings are easy to receive with many gaps, and pokes are easy to avoid with swords on the other hand.

Besides, Vince's powers don't make me take a sword with a sword.

If there are so many massive attacks, there is no need to determine whether they will be attacked, so it's easy enough not to think about it.

Honestly, I thought it would be difficult.

Vince and I had a sword meeting, and my strength was reversed enough to say that I was going to beat him and step back.

However dual I am, I am a magician and a magician.Vince, by contrast, is a brave man.

I was expecting to hone my skills and finally get to know Vince.

But the reality is...

"No way, I'm... I'm like this...!

Vince himself seemed incredible that he was losing.

"I can't possibly lose...!With a sword, you're a magician!

"Yes! It's impossible for you to lose to me!

"--hh!?

In this situation... I was expecting a little.

I took the sword at my own will and raised my level.

I had Amy spend a lot of time with me in a mock fight.To be strong in my current environment, I had to ask Amy to take me seriously.

Of course she didn't want to be able to hit me with a wooden sword, and she didn't want to hit me with a sword.There is a big part that you said you couldn't go out with me.

Still, Amy didn't complain and went out with me.The intensity of the mock battle that [Holy Knight] 's Amy seriously challenged me was stronger than ever before, and there was a response that was considerably stronger than before.

Janet and Victoria lent me their wisdom.

Civila set me up for level-ups.

Now I'm much stronger with everyone's help.

There's only one reason for that.

If I hadn't done this, I would have been reckless in challenging the Warrior with my sword.

Too reckless a challenge to lose everything if you lose.

Normal me would never make such a dangerous decision.

Still, I wanted to challenge with a sword.

I wanted to do everything in my power to affirm my chosen path.

But what is it?

"Vince, you must be strong... strong."

"Oh, what are you talking about?"

I resented everyone since they left me that day.

I thought he was cold, and I remembered the feeling of anger without a place to go.

The word vengeance was overwhelming.

But Amy was always thinking about me, and I wasn't able to help myself.

In addition, Janet cared a lot about me, and there are almost no feelings resembling anger like before.

Except Vince.I don't have much memories of people caring about me.

Besides, he seemed pretty free where I didn't see him, and I honestly thought he was the only one who should see.

You already know I'm a saint.

Needless to say, that painful eye is to that extent a big mistake or a great shame.

I don't think I'll die like that.No matter how sluggish they are, there are no people who wish for the death of a friend they've been with since childhood.

Yes... it's just "painful eyes".If anything seemed mentally painful —— and if you reflect on what you've done —— I've had enough.

I had a fight.Still, we'll make up soon.Because we were orphans and we were the only ones who could call ourselves boyfriends.

That's why Vince is ashamed of me this time.

I would have forgiven you if I had one of your regrettable faces.

My wish was filled black.

"You're not like this!

The words of Civila cross the corner of her head.

Even if you lose your memory, it is difficult to take away only certain parts.

No one can forget how to walk and remember how to run.

That's what Civila told me.

That's why I thought you just lost your memory of me.It's just about me... personally.

But it wasn't.

It's a bit difficult to put it this way, but that's what I'm trying to say.

I wonder if Vince is sealed, including my movements when he meets with the sword.

And I figured out how much of Vince's swordsmanship had grown by me, and how much my swordsmanship had grown by Vince.

My sword has always been one with him.

I didn't want to lose, so I even practiced.I tried to lose many times.

That's why I'm here.

This can't be a match.

"Shit, let's do it again!

Again, looking at the backlash of the big swing, I step in avoidance and hit with my fist instead of my sword!

"Gh...!

I'll yell at Vince for being so scared!

"Three years ago!

"What is it!?

"Janet would have told me to stop the habit of swinging through with the backlash and eliminate the gap as much as possible!

While confused by my words, Vince immediately frowned between his eyebrows and tried to stand up.

Towards that empty torso, I'm going to step in big, with my sheath on top of my full weight!

"Ugh...!

With a roar, Vince put on a butt mochi.

"Even though you haven't created any gaps, you can't hit me suddenly with the upper level!You and Amy would have noticed that!This was more than five years ago!

It would have been enough for me to challenge Vince and finally say "rough".

And now I'm overwhelming Vince.He is unilaterally knocking down with a sword.

This is what I always imagined.Results that should have been sought.

But... but what is it?

This spider thread is entangled, but painful emotions.

Instead of feeling cool and clear, my mind is covered in cloudy weather that looks like rain.

No, I know.

This is too much.

I can't help but be angry that my only male friend I've spent all my life with has been so incompetently corrupted, regardless of his own will.

It's me, Vince.

You were stronger.

Because you were strong, I became strong.

I honed my skills every time I lost because you hated losing so much that I couldn't help it.

Show me your swordsmanship.

In a way, let Vince, who I grew up with, hit that sword with the power to become a [hero].

I'm standing here to go beyond that.

This is... not Vince.

Now I finally know how Janet felt back then.

He called him Vince, no matter how he looked at it, "a man who might be Vince."

It's like asking people with different appearances, voices, and memories to confirm their identity.

That recognition was not a mistake.

I don't know this guy anymore.

There's no point in this Vince where I win!

In the corner of my vision, I see a woman looking at me with a cage of heat and disgust.

At that moment - my heart reached a boiling point.

"--I 'll get my best friend back!

Instead of being frightened by my screams, Katie put her hands on her cheeks with an ecstatic expression.

"Ah... this is the first saint's love in hundreds of years...... I want... I want... whatever you want... "

There was not even a single scale of rational emotion for the situation.