Something shakes and makes a droning sound in the darkness. People were stunned and frozen by the paranormal darkness that was clearly out of the ordinary.

The air stirred and there was something bewitchingly wriggling overhead. The sound of a crunching, crunching, crunching, crunching, crunching, crunching, crunching, crunching, crunching, crunching, crunching, crunching, crunching, crunching, crunching.

The darkness has only faded, but there it is like the moon shining in the night sky. A falcon, both fierce and beautiful, appeared over the heads of the confused and terrified people.

The bird of prey flies through the darkness as if it were sewing. The darkness fades as it gives way to a hawk as dignified as the king.

Soon, the hawk began to swoop down in an arc. People gasp. In the fading darkness, a maiden stood with her arms high in the air. The hawk swooped down and obediently stopped at her right arm.

The light has yielded to the darkness. Saint Mia does not have the power to help those who seek salvation.

The body of a maiden with a falcon in tow shines divinely. The darkness only cleared around Ally, but to those whose eyes were accustomed to the jet blackness, it must have looked like a clear moonlight.

The girl who is conceited by the power of the light she has acquired by chance, who takes it for granted that she can use it freely, and who has forgotten to be humble and grateful for the power she has been given, is already just another person. The Jet-Black King, who felt sorry for this world, gave me the power of the Dark Lady. Let's use the healing magic born of the darkness to heal the Crown Prince now and let him in.

What the hell?

Saint Mia's face visibly tightened. The buzzing, buzzing sound never stops and adds to the atmosphere as if there is some kind of paranormal wonder.

It would be invisible to the eyes of Mia, the King and his wife, and other people who didn't have any dark attributes, but around Arie, the five bell masters from Yi to Ka were dancing around with bells in their hands.

It's a very avant-garde dance. If you can imagine a person moving around on a hot iron plate, it's pretty much there.

We can see that the aristocrats, who are nothing more than supporting actors, fall into a state of light hypnosis through a mysterious dance.

It's a lie, this is a world prepared for me, there is no such thing as a Dark Saint!

Mia, who stomped her feet with a bright red face, no longer had any sanctity or godliness whatsoever as a saintly woman. No matter where you look at it from, it's just a hysterical lass.

It's a good idea to be able to get a little bit more information on how to do this.

The king and the queen, dismayed and dismayed, cling to the saintly Mia with a face on the verge of tears.

'Oh, you're not Ally Clunea! There's no way that the daughter of a poor baron in the countryside could be granted more special powers than Saint Mary Mia!

''That's right, to cheat on a holy woman from a lowly position, that's a very sinful thing to do! Oh Master Mia, hurry up and heal my son Maximilian!

"Don't you dare shut up! Can't you see this mysterious dark aura? My guardian Apostle of Darkness is the King of the Realms. The Demon King is equal to or, let's say, already surpassed even the gods, and can be said to be the guardian god of this world.

Perhaps taken aback by Ally's bullish attitude, the King and his wife stared at Ally with surprised faces. The color of fascination that was in his eyes was finally fading, and if Ally kept her dignity and bullish posture at this point, it seemed easy to drop them.

''No way...really...?''

''No way, such a demon king is a god, no way....''

The King and his wife muttered in dismay as they looked at the faces of Saint Mia and Allie in dismay.

I will look at the evidence rather than the argument. Come on, Lady Maximilian. Please accept my dark healing magic.

Lies! There's no way you can do that, no, absolutely not!

A screeching Mia rushes in. It would have been nice if we could have screwed them over with a head-on (physical) match using muscles that are a bit sad for Ally, but that wouldn't have produced any mystique.

As if to say, "Go," Allie swiftly held out her right hand in front of her. The falcon flew out like an arrow, its sharp claws cutting through part of Mia's dress.

Aaaaahhhhhh!

With an eardrum-breaking scream, Saint Mia staggered over. But there is no nobleman to help her. Mia's breathless, bloodless face gripped with fear.

The dignified figure of a falcon spreading its brave wings was enveloped in a flickering darkness, and in the space of a few blinks, it was transformed into a good-looking man with bottomlessly dark eyes. A torrent of dark-attribute magical power reflected his figure in the eyes of those who didn't have any good magical power.

''Oh, who are you....?''

I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about it. I'm sure you'll find that you'll be able to find the best way to get the most out of this.

"Uninvited, you have already lost the angel of light to protect you. It's a good thing that you're able to get a good idea of what you're doing. You can sit there trembling and watch the miraculous healing magic unleashed by Allie Clunea, the dark holy woman to whom this Demon King Abel is the only one who is loyal.

Abel says in a voice that has a mysterious ring to it. The black clothing is as shiny as the star-studded night sky, and the jet-black hair flowing down his shoulders - the evil black demon king has a presence that overwhelms all others.

<Yes, it's decided! Abel and Taku, that was the best collaboration ever! But I can't stop bleeding Maximilian for a minute, so let's get him healed fast, fast! >

It's just as if the Demon King himself is being manipulated at Arie's will, but in reality, Abel pops out of the black spot as soon as Takkun changes into a brooch.

"Ugh, she's staring at me with her cheeks flushed, that's disgusting.

"Let's just ignore it for now. Come on, master, here's your dark healing magic!

<Yeah, that's right! >

Allie nodded emphatically and turned to Maximilian. Don't worry, you've turned your muscles into confidence and endured the special training, you'll be fine.

"I offer my magic to the King of Darkness, who has the power to crush light. By trust and bond, grant the darkness healing and rest, tranquility and calmness!

Ally shouted loftily, thrusting her hands forward.