Chapter Index

    There was no objection to the fact that patients should gather together to pray.

    In the face of a disaster that cannot be resisted, it is natural to lean on God.

    The priests dispersed, saying they would soon gather the patients.

    I ran my finger over the silver powder that had settled gently on the shelf. You should either throw this all away, Won.

    By the way, if I dip this and eat it, will it taste like metal? Can magic cure heavy metal addiction?

    As I started to lose myself in random thoughts, the princess who was hesitating next to me asked.

    “The situation is more serious than I thought.”

    “That’s right. Please, may salvation come to them.”

    “Shall we gather priests from other cities?”

    Lisia, who was behind Heine, trembled and shook her head.

    If you use your magic carefully and carefully, you won’t be caught, but you should still take as little risk as possible. I said with confidence.

    “Thank you for your words, but there are people who need them, so let’s solve it among ourselves first.”

    “If the Lord says so.”

    Heine seemed to know that relying solely on medicine was not a good idea. Still, I didn’t push it any further than that.

    I sighed in relief and waited for some time.

    Outside the window, I saw people who had lost all their strength rushing somewhere. If you follow that direction, there is a church at the end.

    After the prayers of the general believers were over, it was clear that the patients who would normally have been in self-quarantine at home had their turn.

    I opened my mouth to get out of the way without realizing it. There was barely any time left for dinner.

    “The medicine is ready, now let’s watch the progress.”

    “I hope it works. It may be used someday when something similar happens in the future.”

    “It will definitely work. It was just about time for the sun to set. So, how about we stop here for today and start work again tomorrow morning?”

    “Yes, let’s do that. I’ll be here for a moment. I have something to think about alone,”

    Having successfully escaped, I headed towards the house provided by Baron Quinine and then turned onto the road towards the church where the patients were gathered.

    Lisia, who arrived with me holding my hand, jumped up and looked at the church beyond the wall.

    “Please forgive us our sins. I just ask that you please give salvation to these poor people.”

    There was a group of people inside with their eyes closed and their hands folded together.

    The desire for salvation and the hope for tomorrow were mixed together and echoed like one echo in the church.

    After listening to it for a while, the confession eventually reached its climax.

    And the moment she decided that there was no one on the outside worth paying attention to, Lisia closed her eyes like them and put her hands together as if she were praying.

    As if it was different from most prayers that go unanswered, a soft light leaked out through the gaps between the clasped hands.

    And for a moment, tiny particles, like stars in the night sky, fluttered about as if dancing, and then they subsided again as if nothing had happened.

    After taking a long breath, the girl slowly opened her eyes, looked up at me, and immediately smiled and asked.

    “… I tried to reduce the light, but no one would have seen it, right?”

    “Yes. I was the only one watching. It’s a lot better than before. Good job.”

    “Hehe… … .”

    I knew right away what I wanted. He raised his tiptoes towards my hand that was resting on the wall, so I rubbed his head.

    Every time the soft hair brushed my fingers, a small breathing sound came out from underneath.

    Not only was there no one worth paying attention to, but I was certain that no one would have been able to see it as it was obscured by the glow of the sunset.

    Since I had a good lookout, I also confirmed that there was no one around.

    “Everyone, then I will end here for today.”

    Soon the prayer ended. One by one, the patients got up from their seats and walked out of the church.

    When I glanced at them as they came out the door, I saw no noticeable changes.

    If all illnesses could be cured overnight, that would be a miracle. It was like shouting through a loudspeaker at the Vatican to find a saint.

    Above all, it might not have been easy for just one person, but since there were so many people, it wasn’t easy for even Licia to solve the problem all at once.

    Of course, the saint’s magic was not something that could be considered a waste, so it was not like there was no change at all.

    “Somehow I feel a little more comfortable.”

    “Is there any other reason? Isn’t it because Europa is watching us?”

    I heard a lot of chatter around me, but when I picked it up, it wasn’t much of a concern.

    The fact that I felt a little more comfortable could easily be dismissed as a result of my religious beliefs.

    *****

    Heine thought about Guiberto’s words before leaving.

    “I pray that Your Majesty can be a ray of comfort to the poor people of this land.”

    Comfort, comfort.

    How great it would be if you could do that yourself. If that means you are a saint.

    But it was impossible for me.

    If I were to put my hand on my heart and be more honest, I didn’t think the efficacy of the medicine provided by the church was very reliable.

    If you are forced to choose between taking medicine and not taking it, you will take the medicine.

    However, if there was a choice to be treated by a skilled wizard, the white wizard would be chosen.

    After all, aren’t high-ranking clergy appointed by the emperor?

    Therefore, there was no shortage of wizards who could cast healing magic on him. There was no reason to take risks over a more proven and safer path.

    So, after looking at the condition of the quinine, I made an estimate in my mind and made a proposal to Raven.

    “Shall we gather priests from other cities?”

    “Thank you for your words, but there are people who need them, so let’s solve it among ourselves first.”

    “If the Lord says so.”

    The whole city was filled with the sound of coughing. Plague was something that usually followed war and plunder, so it was not an unfamiliar sight.

    And judging from his wealth of experience, Quinine needed a lot more wizards than it does now.

    Of course, it wasn’t a trauma, so it wouldn’t help much, but at least it would make things a little better.

    Nevertheless, is the will not to ask for help a kind of stubbornness or self-confidence?

    Personally, I put more weight on the latter.

    Because humans could not dare to guess God’s intentions. It would be strange to be confident.

    Still, he seemed to know the name of the disease and seemed to have something in mind, so I decided to watch for a while.

    Heine did not choose to go to quinine simply because he believed that his patients would be cured.

    The reason she came forward so willingly was because she had an insurance policy of her own.

    For example, let’s say the Baron says this to himself:

    “Your Majesty, no changes are occurring in the patients. I’m sorry to say this, but it didn’t help at all.”

    Then, all you had to do was tilt your head a few times as if you didn’t understand what was going on and then answer like this.

    “Why are you telling me that?”

    The fact that he was there to support them when the public sentiment was in trouble was a kind of favor, and the baron could not have asked for more than that.

    It is a humanely unacceptable situation to pour out complaints against the person who came to help.

    However, there was a fundamentally different reason why the Baron could not express his doubts or complaints.

    Sickness occurred because God was angry. This is a clear fact.

    No one believed in the delusion that the disease was caused by a creature infinitely smaller than a human being entering the body and struggling.

    Therefore, if the patient does not get better even after receiving appropriate treatment, it means that there is a problem with the patient’s faithfulness or there is a sin of his own.

    Or it could have belonged to a baron, a nobleman who ruled the land.

    And even though he is a member of the royal family, what can he do as a mere human being?

    You can harshly rebuke the mistake or instead pray to God for forgiveness, but that’s it.

    This means that even if treatment fails, my name or authority will not be tarnished.

    Of course, since I was staying here, I had no intention of going back.

    Even if there were no disadvantages to failing the treatment, if it was truly cured, it would be returned to me as evidence of reputation and faithfulness.

    And I planned to work hard with the goal of earning points from Raven and becoming closer to Lisia.

    So, he decided to leave the treatment method to Raven and do what only he could do.

    After thinking for a while after Raven left, I made a decision.

    “Starting tomorrow, I will also see some patients.”

    “Electric charge, may be dangerous.”

    “If so, that would also be an arrangement given to me by God.”

    After overcoming some opposition, Heine was able to achieve his goal.

    0 Comments

    Heads up! Your comment will be invisible to other guests and subscribers (except for replies), including you after a grace period.
    Note
    // Script to navigate with arrow keys