The Death Knight Became an Escort Knight for the Saintess

30. Attitude to Appreciate Miracles [ 2 ] (Review edited)

30.

Tears continued to seep into the darkness. Her sad words dripped down the corners of her eyes. After shed her words through her eyes a few times, she was able to speak her sorrow through her mouth.

“… When I asked my uncle for help and went to the spot, only the Shurpen bastard and the orc remained. Her mother and father had already passed away… When his younger brother died, the uncle was finally enraged and immediately turned them into living quivers. The problem was then….

They must have been trying to blackmail us into spreading the plague and increasing the size of our mushroom harvest…. The liquid they sprayed was leprosy… ! Over time, abnormalities began to appear in the bodies of the people who organized the funerals of their dead comrades…. The only priest passed away, so we passed it on without even knowing what it was in the beginning…. By the time I realized it, the situation had already spiraled out of control.”

Her words sounded like moans.

“The people who nursed the sick also became sick…. As the situation repeated itself, I ended up just leaving it like this. Sometimes I come in and give them water or something to eat. I tried to ask my uncle to ask for outside help, but all of them were rejected….

I understand…. I lost my younger brother to the only outsiders I interacted with…. I can’t believe it anymore, but… If things go on like this, these people will continue to suffer…….”

The saintess quietly listened. Blinked her eyes once. She caught sight of the lepers as they let out her agonized groans. She just couldn’t bear the fact that they had to groan in pain. But the most unbearable thing for her was herself, who couldn’t help her right now. Because she was a saint That’s why she decided.

“Let’s try.”

“What…… ?”

“I will try. Did she say a hundred or so? I don’t know how long it will take, but I’ll try. Frankly, she has no confidence. Illness is different from healing trauma. Unlike trauma, which only needs to be repaired, the root cause of disease must be completely removed. It’s a much more complicated thing…. And I’ve never healed so many sick people. But I will try.”

Her Renee Mie couldn’t believe what she said. Because she didn’t expect it. No matter how much she is a priest, she helps those who attack her… It was a tremendous act that cannot be described in words. Ecilia’s rebuke awakened her spirit.

“Quickly! Please fill me with a few bowls of water. If we want to fix these people, we have to start right now.”

Rene Mie nodded her head hastily and went stealthily out of her. The Death Knight looked at such a saint. Ecilia smiled at her own escort knight.

“Don’t worry too much, driver. Because this is my job. Driver, please rest there.”

His work was clear. It was just to keep her while his lady did her job that only her could do. Her saintess began pouring her divine power on those closest to her. Those who groaned in her pain saw her without her strength. Her gaze was full of surprise.

After about ten minutes, the rotting flesh began to disappear from the elf’s body. Under the stroke of bright gold, the original smooth skin reveals itself. The more she did, the more sweat flowed from her body like rain. There was a deep crease between her brows. She seems exhausted, her breathing hard.

Renee Mie came in and soaked a towel in her water bowl and wiped the saintess’s sweat. Rene Mie opened her mouth blankly, as if it was difficult to believe the miracle unfolding before her.

The saintess held her breath. It was hard to believe that the thirty or so elves were once sick. The exhausted elves couldn’t speak, but they showed their gratitude with their eyes. Zer Pied supported her.

“…… Let’s go.”

“But…. After taking a break….”

“No. I have to do it now. There are still others.”

With the help of two men and women, the saintess left her hut. What unfolded in front of their eyes was a flashing arrowhead aimed at them. The chieftain’s cold words stung them. Renemie’s face went pale.

“… Come on, Renemie. You’re crazy Bringing outsiders into patients without my permission?”

“Uncle! Please!”

“Get out of the way right now. I don’t trust outsiders, priests or anything. The only thing I returned as a favor to them was my brother’s corpse.”

Her screams ran through the town. Zer Pied brought her hand close to her spear. The arrowhead is taut. Between them, an elf intervened. Her chief saw her. She was the elf who had given her orders earlier. She whispered in her chieftain’s ear. The chief muttered blankly what he had heard.

“… Every… Healed… ? All those who were killed by that knight?”

“Uncle, please! Get inside me! There are people this child has healed! Now, if we lose this child, those people will live and die like that for the rest of their lives!”

The chief contorted his face. As he nodded, an elf entered the cabin. The elf that came out had an expression of disbelief. The elf whispered to the chieftain, who blinked at her with a puzzled look on his face. The chief said to the saintess, still keeping his cold eyes on him.

“Then fix it. All lepers. Then trust you guys.”

Renee Mier strengthened the arm that was supporting her. But right away she had to get her arm out of him.

“Come out, Renemie. Priest, heal yourself. Only then will we be able to believe that you are not a threat to us.”

At the end of the day, Zerfied murmured lowly at that absurd and irrational statement. It was a steely voice that contained the chill of midwinter.

“… Are you crazy It’s obvious that you’re tired, so you’re saying don’t even attach someone to support you? Are you insane?”

Finally he reached out his hand for the spear. Lady stopped him. She was grinning even though she was sweating like crazy.

“… Are you okay. I could. I have to. The driver is taking a break. When I am unable to do my job, then the driver, please do your job.”

Zerpied was hard to understand. So he couldn’t speak. Are you really saying that the saint only selects those who have such ridiculous stubbornness? It was a joke she said at the time, but she couldn’t believe it now. Why on earth do the saints go so far…….

Esilia shook off Zerfied’s support and entered the next cabin. With her door wide open, she was seen administering her treatment. More sweat poured from her body. She looked precarious as if she would collapse at any moment. Suddenly, the expressions of everyone there became similar. It was a look that seemed hard to believe.

Staggering her steps, Esilia exited the cabin. This was the last cabin. Leaning her body against her wall, she took her steps. As soon as I opened her door and entered, what she was doing did not change. She stretched out her hand and unleashed her divine power. Her limp body rocked back and forth. Now she was starting to look like her patient…….

The saintess came out the door. Leaning her body against the wall, she was barely out of breath as she was supported by Jer Peed. She smiled and raised her head.

It was then. The moment the saintess smiled and lifted her head, her sunrise began, and the sunlight radiating from her east side dyed the saintess and her smile with a brilliant radiance…. It was an absurdly dramatic and miraculous moment…….

The elven archers who aimed their arrows lost their will. The arrowheads were all pointing towards the floor. Everyone, including the Death Knight, had the same expression. He had an incomprehensible expression that made it difficult to understand the current situation. It would have to be.

Originally, miracles are incomprehensible.

Seeing her miracles, her chief had no choice but to believe in her.

Faced with her miracle, the Death Knight looked at the performer of the miracle who was sleeping peacefully in her arms.

–

Her chief looked puzzled at her colossal knight, who held her stubbornly. His eyes were mixed with many emotions. Starting with the aforementioned embarrassment, guilt, embarrassment, etc. Occupied the first half.

“Huchi… Did you say wonder? Sir Huchi, wouldn’t it be better to let me sleep on a soft bed than to be held by you… ?”

Zerpied shook his head slowly. His piercing bloody eyes pierced the chieftain. He looked down again. A nonchalant voice flowed from him.

“Leave me alone. Chief Felsier.”

Chief Pelsier nodded and had to leave the place as if to run away. Feeling almost guilty of high treason, Chief Pelsier left the cabin. However, besides the departed Chief Pelsire, several visitors peeked their heads outside the cabin.

Everyone wondered who brought a miracle to their tribe. It was just that he was unable to enter under the pressure of the terrifying Death Knight who was protecting the miracle. There was only one person capable of displaying courage in the midst of such horror. Renemie greeted him and smiled. She lightly sat beside him, as if she didn’t care much about the feat she had accomplished.

“Hello~? Huchi Knight? How is our priest?”

“It has improved a lot. How did it go beyond that?”

“I have already finished talking with my uncle. But are you leaving right away? Can you wait a little longer? My uncle is almost ready to throw a festival.”

“I guess so. Bondi, I came here to escape .”

“…… Can’t we wait longer? Those who were cured were eager to do something for the priests and knights.”

The Death Knight opened his mouth to say that he was not the one who decided it. But he immediately shut his mouth. Because he could feel movement in his arms. The two turned their heads down at the same time. Saint Celia opened her mouth blankly and blinked her eyes, and the two gazed at her met. And she blushed as she understood the situation.

The reaction of the two people looking at Ecilia was extreme. Jer Pied looked at the condition of her saintess carefully with an expressionless expression, and Rene Mie said that she was ‘Huh? Huh?’ It was the Death Knight’s question that interrupted the saintess’ incomprehensible words.

“Ecilia, are you okay?”

“Eh, uh huh? Uh… ? Uh… yes? Yes….”

The saintess blankly nodded her head.

“Can you stand up?”

Celia stretched her legs, straining her body. Although she was a bit weak, she seemed to have no problem walking. Seeing her closely, Zer Pied gently removed her hand from her. Her eyes still fucked her. Rene Mie then took Celia’s hand and led her outside. The time the saintess woke up was when the sun was in the middle of the sky.

Esilia stepped lightly on the white bark of a birch tree, using the soft sunlight as a carpet. Her elves waved back as her saintess came out. Elves who were working elsewhere heard her voice coming out and approached her with pricked ears. It was a characteristic of her elves that she, a human, could not imitate.

It seemed that all the forest elves had gathered. The escort knight quietly followed her. Before her saintess passed out once more in a mix of emotions of bewilderment, confusion, and surprise at this unexpected situation—hundreds of people were all expressing gratitude—Chief Pelsea approached her just in time. .

Chief Felsea put her in front of her and pursed her lips. Because she didn’t know what to apologize for. Seeing such a chieftain, Saint Esilia grinned.

“It’s okay.”

“…… Yes?”

“It’s okay.”

Chief Felsier had a sudden realization. That the person in front of one’s eyes is a miracle worker. And still she was working miracles. In response to the miracle of her telling her that it was okay with her unreasonable behavior, Chief Pelsier said a word to her, hoping that her heart would be conveyed.

“…… I’m sorry.”

–

Esilia felt like passing out twice in one day. She didn’t know how to react to seeing hundreds of elves see her off with their eyes wide open. She begged Rene Mie for help with her eyes, but she was busy packing her fruits, which she cut into her ink, as her saintess went. At just the right time, Chief Felsier approached her.

“… Could you take it?”

“… Yes?”

What the chief held out was a sword. The rapier, which soaked in her silver light and turned even her sunlight into her own light, was a high-end item even to her, who was not very familiar with her weapons.

“One of my family heirlooms.”

“Uh….”

“Take it. You can do that enough If you want to carry it with you, you can just sell it. Wherever you sell it, you will get a fair price.”

The saintess opened her eyes wide for a moment and looked at the sword, then smiled and accepted the rapier.

Renee Mie came up to me and smiled at her.

“Are you done? Then let’s go!”

–

Feeling the pleasant wind rustling through her hair along with her fallen leaves, Esilia closed her eyes. The reason she closed her eyes was not only to feel her wind, but also to arouse her mind from Rene Mie’s chattering words.

The Death Knight and the saintess were escaping the While being guided by Renemie. As she expected, Renée Mie was generally very talkative. However, the fact that she was chattering like this now made her feel very good because the problem of her tribe was solved.

Thanks to that, the saintess had to bear the brunt of Rene Mie’s dazzling comments about her rapier swordsmanship, her eyes shining. She was a saint who listened patiently, but she nodded her head after an hour or two, and as she approached three hours, trying to sort things out somehow.

That said, it was her swordsmanship method that spoke for her, but it was impossible not to listen. The best part is that Rene Mie showed her with her own body, so she was less tired.

Cilia hurriedly asked for help from the escort knight with her eyes, but as soon as the Death Knight received the request for help, she turned her head away into the autumn scenery of the great forest. Ecilia wanted to sob and shout at the escort driver for the first time.

Unfortunately or fortunately, when her swordsmanship lecture ended, they reached the end of the Great Forest.

“I’m here.”

Renemie smiled. She placed her hand on her left waistband and handed Escelia one of her daggers that was slung there. It was Mangoshu.

“It’s a gift. A gift to the benefactor of our tribe. My uncle gave me a rapier, so I have to give it to balance, right? It doesn’t matter if I sell mine too. It’s not as good as the rapier, but it’s a pretty good sword.”

Rene Mie forced her Mang Gauche into her Esglia’s hand and hugged her. With her eyes wide open, the saintess smiled and hugged Rene Mie. After the hug, Renemie smiled broadly and greeted them again.

“Then, hello. I hope to see you again later. Eunin-nim and her knight?”

Jer Piede nodded her head and agreed with Rene Mie as she greeted her. Ecilia shook her hand loudly. The shaking continued until Renemie was nowhere to be seen.

The saintess and Death Knight turned around. Just like when they entered the Great Forest of Giant Trees, the twilight of dusk greeted them.

Red waves roll over the distant twilight-melted sea. A seagull brushes its wings against the sea to catch the twilight light bouncing off the surface of the water. And with all of that in the background, Dales, a port city that towers over the sea cliffs, greeted them.