Chapter 97 – The Saint of the South (3)
priests and healers.
They were different names.
However, there was one common feature between them.
It was none other than that both of them were noble people who saved people.
Priests have divine power.
Healers have the power of medicine.
Each has a different method, but those who deal with human life.
However, even noble people who saved lives together were not all treated the same.
Divine power is literally the power of God.
He was able to treat people simply and quickly.
In comparison, the treatment of therapists is slow.
No matter how much it is, the process of cutting the flesh is necessary for trauma.
That in itself is painful enough.
It’s a noble thing to save people together like this.
There is an obvious difference, so even between the two, the ranks above and below were firm.
Therefore, those who are noble and have a lot of possessions are priests.
Those who are noble and have a lot of money are priests.
The lowly and poor seek a healer.
This was the reality that pervaded the continent.
And here, the Holy Empire.
A nation built by people who follow God.
But after all, it is a place where people live.
All things are equal, but all men are not equal.
God loves all things, but humans do not love all people.
So the Holy Empire was no exception to the above reality.
And now here, Suderin Village.
A clinic located in that village.
“The momentum of the plague is unabated.”
“No matter what medicine you use, the hundred medicines are invalid…”
“This, how the hell am I supposed to do this?”
Healers wearing crow masks gathered together and touched each other’s beaks.
“Huh…”
“ha···.”
But only sighs escaped.
No other conversations took place.
In the midst of such silence.
“… I guess I’ll have to burn it.”
I heard someone muttering softly.
At the sound of that voice, the beaks of the birds jumped up.
And they all aimed in the direction the voice came from.
“Burn? What does that mean?”
“Are you sure you want to burn people alive?”
A bird’s beak nodded up and down at the flood of questions.
“What nonsense…!”
“how! How can you burn a living person!”
“No matter how hard I thought to save my life, I sold my hat…!”
“Can you still call yourself a healer!”
Harsh accusations poured in.
The voice rises and the atmosphere intensifies.
but.
“There is no way… there is no way…”
At the words that followed, everyone shut their mouths tightly.
A plague that devastated the village of Suderin.
No, it was a plague that devastated not only Suderin Village but also the southern region.
There was no cure for this unprecedented plague.
It is a power that spreads rapidly.
It’s an incredibly fast infectivity.
I tried all sorts of medicines, but none of them worked.
A cure was being researched, but no progress was made.
Truly foolproof.
“Even those who remain must not live.”
It’s cruel, but this was reality.
Patients with plague are burned, and the plague is also burned.
thereby preventing further infection.
This was the best way to save people’s lives.
“Priests. What about the priests…”
“The priests will come here.”
The people of Suderin village here were not subjects.
I couldn’t become a subject because I didn’t have money to contribute.
As a result, he could not receive the protection of the church.
At least, he borrows the mercy of the church and lives by clinging to the empire.
To put it simply, it was no different from a slash-and-burn village.
It was impossible for priests to raise support in a place like this.
And I knew again.
“Even if the priests come… it won’t be of no use.”
The crow’s beaks fell all at once.
No one opened their mouths.
This was… the reality.
Those who have no money and no power have to face it.
A reality worse than the plague.
There were no miracles in reality.
To them, to us, miracles do not exist.
Not just the worst, the worst.
That would be the only fate that could be chosen.
For sure···.
For sure···.
jump!
“now···! now···!!”
I thought so.
Suddenly, the door of the clinic was opened, and the beaks of the birds gathered in the clinic chirped at the sound of words.
And as if it was a promise.
I headed towards the place where the call came from.
the place you looked at.
There was another crow mask that opened the door of the clinic and entered.
The bird’s beak fluttered as he gasped for breath.
sound coming soon.
“Ji, it is said that the Holy Son has visited the village…!”
The gathered bird beaks tilted in unison.
It is said that none other than a saint visited.
“saint···?”
“Are you a saint?”
I’ve heard of a saint, but I’ve never heard of a saint.
“directly···! It would be quicker to see it for yourself!”
Bird beaks gathered at the clinic pointed at each other.
Soon, as if he had promised, he went straight out of the clinic.
Those who came out of the clinic like that.
And soon I was able to see the one called the saint.
He couldn’t help but know that there was a presence that was proudly showing its face in a place full of crow’s beaks.
One was so transcendent in her beauty that it was immediately evident that she was a saint.
and another one.
A blond-haired man with a somewhat bewildered aura.
Shall I be honest?
Where do you see that being a saint…? I even thought about it.
Because if he was a saint, his beauty should also be a saint.
Of course, it wasn’t that ugly.
Rather than being ugly, it could be said that he looks quite decent.
However, it was not enough to be called a saint.
Compared to the saintess next to her, she was infinitely lacking.
Want something for a while.
“next!”
The saint shouted loudly.
next? What’s next?
The beaks of the crows wiggled left and right.
At the same time, those who appeared to be priests brought a plague patient on a stretcher.
And gently put it down in front of the saint.
The saint gently put his hand on the patient.
“next!”
With a cry, the patient moves to the side.
Then, the saintess next to the saint exudes divine power.
then.
“My, how do I…?”
“honey!!!”
“dad!!”
The patient jumped up and woke up!!!!
“what what what···!!”
“Non-sense… nonsense…!!”
“That, that, that thing…!”
The crow’s beaks widened.
That… what the hell does that mean!
It was a plague that could not be cured by any means.
Burning alive was the only way to stop the spread of the plague.
however···.
But now…!
“next! next! next! next!”
The patient was being treated in an instant!
A miracle that literally raises the dying person.
“Wait, saint…?”
Indeed, there is no such thing as a saint.
Therapists are just blank.
I was really dumbfounded and just stared at the scene.
And the saint who heals people, Xian.
“next! next! next! next!”
Xian treated patients at a truly insane rate.
The more the seeds of the plague were subdued, the higher the magic spirit recipe progressed.
Also, as the progress rate of the hemp method increases, the speed also increases.
“next! next! next! next! Next!”
I couldn’t even keep up with words!
Tring! Tring! Tring!
Along with that, even the progress rate of the hemp method goes up like crazy!
So Xian continued to treat people.
Then all of a sudden
“hmm?”
Xian paused for a moment.
That would also be a new patient now.
“I got a bad bruise…?”
The flesh was black from the thighs to the sides.
In a way, it seemed like the flesh was necrotic, but it wasn’t.
“hmm···.”
Xian was lost in thought for a moment.
In fact, a bruise could be said to be blood accumulated in the body.
To be precise, the blood that pooled in the skin when the blood vessels burst due to the shock.
So if you leave it alone, your body will reabsorb it.
It could be said to be a beneficial nutrient for my body.
That’s why it was not easy for the divine power to heal the bruises.
If you leave it alone, it will benefit your body.
The divine power did not respond well to this.
This could also be said to be the limit of divine power.
‘…’ Ellie said.’
Well, Ellie’s explanation was based on speculation to the last.
However, if it was Ellie’s words, it would be safe to say that it was an established fact.
“What’s wrong?”
At that moment, Arya spoke up.
It seemed that he was puzzled because Xian was still.
Xian looked at Aria like that.
Of course, when it comes to arias, it has no meaning.
Because when Aria poured her holy power, her body was just initialized.
But that’s just what makes Arya special.
It wasn’t common.
And even Arya would have to pour a lot of divine power into it.
It was better to entrust this patient to the therapists than to lose strength for nothing.
priests and healers.
People divided the order of the two, but in reality it was not.
Like this, there were times when healers were superior to priests in some respects.
They just have different roles.
You can tell just by looking at Ellie in Yeongji.
Of course, Ellie, who had Miracle Healer Lv.4 on her back, was a pseudonym and a priest.
well, anyway.
“I’ll leave this person to the therapists over there.”
Xian called the healers from far away, holding crow’s beaks.
So priests and healers.
The two of them take care of different areas and treat them.
The plague that hung over Sudren Village disappeared really quickly.
And this wasn’t just the case in Sudren Village.
Xi’an roamed all over the south where the plague was rampant.
As a result, the plague was driven away in an instant.
The momentum of the plague, which had not been broken in any way, began to fade.
And the situation is like this.
“I heard that the Holy Son drove away the southern plague?”
“Well, don’t talk! If the Holy Son touches it, the plague will run away!”
“Oh my God!”
I couldn’t help but hear Xian’s name all over the south.
“Right, right! All of our daughters-in-law were saved by the Holy Son!”
“Really… you are truly grateful…”
“He even asked if there was anyone who was more sick, lighting fire in his eyes and looking for plague patients… Even though it must be hard, you go so far…”
And what is bondi rumor?
Once spread, they tended to come to life and spread on their own.
“He even spent days and nights taking care of sick patients!”
“Is that all? Even though he touches the pus-covered body of a patient, he doesn’t frown!”
“They share that grace even for lowly people like us…”
“There really is no such thing as a saint!!”
People did not doubt that Xian was a saint.
Is it because of that?
Tring!
《Your name is constantly being heard in the southern region.
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Reputation points were rising all the time.
Is it because of that?
“chaos! Destruction! The saint of oblivion…!?!
The mobile lord caused a slight error…
well, anyway.
In addition to the progress rate of the Mahon recipe, up to the reputation point.
It really is.
“Is it honey?”
Indeed, there was no other way to describe it other than the word “sanggae honey” among honeycombs.
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“The plague in Sedjin Village is said to have been caught.”
“The village of Gesdur is also said to be like that.”
“It is said that the plague has disappeared from all the villages belonging to the Lowy parish area.”
“Huh…”
Lahir let out an exclamation at the reports that were pouring in.
Archbishop Lahir, who followed Arya to the south.
Rahir calmly summarized the situation.
The momentum of the plague that is caught in an instant.
There weren’t too many areas left of the plague now.
And at this rate, they’ll be caught in no time.
In fact, it could be said that the epidemic in the South was over.
“How can this…”
Rahir sighed involuntarily.
To be honest, I never expected things to turn out this way.
An unprecedented plague.
This plague was an incurable plague.
It was also a plague that could not be cured.
However, some ignorant bastard solved it in an instant.
Literally, it was an instant, and it was an instant.
To put it bluntly, it was a snap.
How things go like this
The position of Lahir and the Twilight Cult was quite embarrassing.
Because he had nothing to do with it.
He proudly promised to help Arya, but did nothing.
I heard that lowly healers are also active.
However, the priests of the twilight denomination, including Lahire.
I said I would support you, but I did nothing.
Even so, what was the situation to act separately.
It was because the plague could not be cured unless it was Xian, who was called the saint.
In a word, I can’t even do this.
“Huh…”
It could be said that it was an embarrassing and embarrassing situation.
so how do i do this?
At that time, Lahire’s worries only deepened.
“Archbishop. Archbishop Lahir!”
A priest’s urgent voice was heard.
And a word that followed.
“Now Cardinal Rachel…!”
Rahir jumped up from his seat.
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“Saint, this!”
A girl handed Xian a potato.
Until yesterday, she had been a small girl who had come and gone from life to death because of a plague.
“These are the potatoes my mom boiled! Bring it to the saint and use it!”
But now she was more energetic than ever.
Perhaps the bumpy face is also thanks to Arya’s divine power.
It was hard to even find a trace of it.
Xian accepted the potato the girl handed over.
Large, well-ripe potatoes.
“thank you. I will eat well.”
“hehehehe!”
The girl smiled cutely and ran away.
A smile that leaks out.
Xian took a bite of the potato the girl gave him.
“Um, that’s fine.”
It was pretty good.
Of course, compared to the food Dana made, it was infinitely lacking.
Still, the savory and salty taste was quite good.
Xian took another bite of the potato and took out his smartphone.
“see···.”
[Progress rate 47.86% (+21.08%)]
A whopping 47% progress.
Considering that the progress rate was initially 14%, it was an enormous progress rate of over 30%.
but.
“It didn’t come up as well as I expected.”
Not much progress compared to what has engulfed the entire South.
As expected, it should have been close to completion.
Nevertheless, the reason for staying in the 47% range was simple.
“You mean the progress has been slowly increasing.”
The rate of progression increased by 0.01% per first patient.
However, the more I repeated it, the more it dropped to 0.007%.
0.005%, 0.003%.
In the end, now the progress rate has risen by only 0.001% per patient.
what though
“Where is this?”
It was a huge improvement compared to what I was doing at 14%.
I also got a lot of reputation points for legendary achievements.
Above all, the potatoes in Xi’an’s hands.
“There is another taste different from Ruben’s food.”
Couldn’t you get this potato?
Xian took a big bite into the potato.
Like a crab closing its eyes, after eating all the potatoes.
Xian softly closed his eyes.
The progress rate of the hemp horn manufacturing method, which has been developed by leaps and bounds.
Perhaps because of that, the demonic energy was quite thick.
Even without being aware of it, Xian himself could feel it.
Is that all there is to it?
As he subdued the seeds of plague, his ability to deal with demons also rose dramatically.
Thanks to that, even a sharper sense.
Xian slowly stretched out his hand in front of him, concentrating.
Before long, a thick, dark demonic energy shimmered over Xian’s hand.
The realm of a knight is largely divided into five stages.
Beginner, User, Expert, Master, Grand Master.
Xian was able to step into the realm of a beginner by learning the hemp blend method.
And now.
aaah—!
Darker than darkness, pitch-black demonic energy swayed.
According to Xi’an’s will, Magi moves.
Beyond being able to feel the aura and simply handle it.
A level where you can handle auras in various forms with your will, the user.
Xian could now enter the realm of a user.
Xian scattered the demonic energy he drew out.
A vivid sensation felt at the same time.
It seemed to be roughly intermediate…
To be more precise, the step of knocking on the door of a higher class.
It was not enough to skip the beginner level and immediately enter the intermediate level, but to step directly into the advanced level.
“Good!”
Xian could feel a great sense of uplift.
“The remaining villages need to be treated quickly.”
Of course, now the progress of the Mahon method has risen slowly.
From nob le mt l. co m
Just because it wasn’t moving.
So, Xian moved slowly.
Right then.
stop.
For an instant, Xian’s senses felt something strange.
the place you looked at.
There, someone was approaching Xian.
A woman with white lily-colored hair.
The bright atmosphere you feel with him.
However, the calm atmosphere felt at the same time was even cold somewhere.
Is it because of that?
“Are you called the Saint of the South?”
There was an eerie chill in his voice.