Darenidemo Dekiru Kage Kara Tasukeru Maō Tōbatsu

"Quaternary Recovery Divine Method (Healing)"

Prayer is accompanied by a strong green light emanating from the flat of the hand.

It's the most common healing magic. The resilience of the fifth degree restorative divine method (mini-healing) is quite low, so for the first time using this magic, the monks could be said to be alone.

Spica looks at it with her glittering eyes. Whether it was because I was alone with an unfamiliar adult or because of my eye-catching, I guess this is the kind of personality I used to have until earlier.

I don't know if I'll be able to use it, but if I can use restorative magic, even orphans won't have any problems with their jobs in the future. Even if you don't have talent, praying every day for a few years will make the lowest things available.

"This is the basic Quaternary Recovery Divine Method (Healing). I can recover enough from the wounds I've sustained in my daily life."

"Wow, so that I can too... will I?

"Be"

But there are some things that the world can't help.

For example, my faithful parents could not use divinity and I could use it, or Fujido carried the fate of the world as a brave man.

I don't know if Spica can make it as a monk.

Spica looks down at his palm and opens and closes.

I'm not telling you to do it. She doesn't have as strong protection as Fujido. He was only taught once to use blessings (braces) because he was definitely special.

"Spica, you said your level was three, didn't you?

……

To my question, Spica nods with her eyes down.

Normally, even the average person would go up to five levels by the time he was about ten, but that's what parents are for.

In this day and age, there are few orphans. I guess I can't afford the church enough to raise the level either. I know. It's a common story.

But even though I might get into a brave party, this isn't a good idea.

Sigh and reach out.

"Increase the level"

"... but..."

Spica opened those eyes wide as she was surprised and looked up to peek into my face.

Fortunately, the demons here go well with me. I'm not supposed to be a demon who can defeat me at level 3, but there are as many ways to do it.

There will still be time before Fujido gets there. I'd like to raise it as much as I can by about 10 years.

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The fighting ability of a monk (Priest) compares to other positions and is very low except for some exterminators, exterminators, and exterminators, but its fighting ability only jumps if it deals with the immortal (undead).

Exorcism is a miracle done to deal with the family of darkness, and the lower undead is not enough to fear for a monk who has completed exorcism. It will be different again when it comes to the top, but the undead in the shallow layers of the Euthis tomb were just like those guys who moved by instinct alone without intelligence.

Connect around the Knight on the Face. It's not meant to keep the undead away, it's a 'tempting demonic kingdom' that has the nature to attract the undead looking for light. The undead has properties that are attracted to the soul and light of the living. Using its nature, this juncture attracts undead who follow their instincts.

When I finished stretching the line, I gave Spica the dagger. Gold embellished pattern and black sheath. I know it's expensive at a glance. I received that and turned a bewildered glance at this one.

"It's a dagger made of holy silver. Mithril has the effect of keeping the darkness away. I'll lend you."

It is also famous for its very minor nature. Even the child's slender arm is enough to shake.

It's something I've been using, but I haven't neglected to maintain it, so it doesn't interfere with the slashing taste.

A dagger that's not that big for me also looks like a short sword when compared to Spica. Slowly he pulled out his sheath and opened his mouth to the glow of its polished blade, pompous in the light of silver.

Mithril's gear does a great job on Dark Families, but not enough for Level 3. Touch the head of the nesting spica with your index finger and middle finger and hang the sacred technique.

"'Primary Patronage Saints Act (Noble Sacrid Protection)'"

The light of silver spread from the top of his head all over his body, becoming a phosphor and brilliant.

Auxiliary magic that temporarily turns people into sanctuaries. It doesn't go through the top undead, but the bottom undead can purify it just by touching it. In its current state, you would be able to defeat the undead just by poking it with a dagger.

To the grain of light that clumped to me, I spinned as Spica twirled, trying to see what was happening to me.

Each auxiliary magic is then superimposed and fully completed.

Just at the end of the call, the living room deads drawn to the junction showed themselves at the entrance to the room.

Three of them. Spica stared at that undead she had seen several times on the road with a strong expression.

It's not on its own compared to watching you take it down. The Living Dead should be able to knock them down because of their slow movement, but just in case, pray.

The light emitted from his index finger intertwines in the living room dead like a snake, tying its movements.

Exorcism (Exorcism) of The Chain of the Saints (Holy Bind), which binds the movements of the undead. The undead, whose whole body was bound by light, lay down on the ground, frightened and spasmodic.

Even children can defeat this. Even babies can be defeated.

"Sa, knock it down"

"Ha... yes..."

Urging, Spica approached the fearful falling down living dead, with the tip of the dagger a little bit on the head of the living dead.

Play it like a living dead explodes. Disappear. It was completely purified, so it doesn't leave any paralysis poison or anything. Now...... level 4.

"Defeat the rest, too"

"Yes."

Now he didn't look frightened, purifying a little bit of the two remaining living dead at the end of the dagger.

Tie the newly-attracted Living Dead and Lace groups together in a bind. When I urged him with my gaze, Spica approached you a little bit.

At that time, a correspondence came in from Amelia, who had negotiated with the priests of the church in the village and was being used to guide Fujido.

Unlike Helios in the village of Vale, the church priest here is a serious grandfather who is not accommodating. I had to trick them well and send the Fujido guys over here, but apparently they did well.

'This one was over. What do you say?

"I'm ready. Now he's raising the level of the spica."

"To? Why?

'Cause it's dangerous as it is.

Answer looking at the spica trying so hard to jump and poke Reis who stopped moving in the air.

Exactly level 3 increases the level with the presence of the undead. Originally, the level of fitness here was no different from that of the Golem Valley.

Amelia has been silent for a while, but she has said strange things with her voice down.

"Mr. Ares... Aren't you sweet on Spica something, Mr. Ares?

"I don't mean to be sweet..."

Normal. Normal.

"He was also reluctant to make Spica look like a cold-blooded Mr. Ares."

What the hell does Amelia think I am? A cold-blooded man...

Tie the undead in a bind from one end as they continue to make calls but are more and more attracted. Quite a few, but to a lesser extent undead, not my enemy.

Spica, who was the first to have a hard look, has also stabbed her in the stomach like she relaxed at some point.

I gained about 3 levels of presence, the limit that can be raised at once, so I approach it and perform a leveling ritual.

This brought the level of the spica to 6. Looks like we need 152 more presence until the next level up.

Amelia repeats herself in an abrupt manner about what she doesn't care about.

"Absolutely."

"I didn't do anything wrong.... but you're certainly not used to treating orphans"

Maybe that's what's causing it to seem so grumpy.

He strokes the head of Spica, who begins to turn his full grin, pointing to the new undead.

Levels are getting harder and harder to get up, but you'll be able to reach them soon if you're about 10. Even if you don't go to Fujido's party, it won't be in vain to have a high level.

I haven't noticed it because I'm still obsessed, but the ability of Spica right now should be a lot higher than when she was Level 3.

"Are you used to it?

"My parents ran an orphanage."

There were a lot of people around like Spica. It's like having a lot of brothers.

I haven't seen him in almost 10 years, but he'll still be doing fine.

"Mr. Ares, were you an orphan?

"No. My parents were running an 'orphanage'. I'm used to helping."

Much an old memory, but a lack of sentiment would be a lie.

I thumbed up at the spica pointing this way to see if I had built up my presence. I am the type to praise and stretch.

I might be able to use the lowest ecclesiastical as well once I get to some level. The power of sacred art must be felt. People's beliefs deepen when they are miracled.

I keep bumping into Amelia like she doesn't seem to be innocent.

"I see.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"No, it's not."

I want you to tell me where it is.