I Became a Demon Hunter (2)
“Priest Plawi of the Flower Goddess Church, I will dispatch you under the authority of the Saintess of the Solar Church.”
The Saintess’s request to repay a favor with enmity left me stunned as I asked,
“... May I ask what ‘dispatch’ means?”
“Simply put, I need you to help me.”
Thinking of the Saintess’s situation, ‘dispatch’ seemed more like ‘summon’ or ‘conscript’.
But from her reaction, it didn’t seem to mean that.
'Why dispatch me when the Solar Church has its own personnel? And why not someone from the city who's already a priest?'
She didn't seem to have noticed his rank or hierarchy either.
'What on earth is the intention?'
The Saintess’s purpose was only clear after a bit more conversation.
“It’s a bit ridiculous to be requesting help like this, but I can’t go into details. Just please investigate the situation in the city with Patch Priest.”
The Saintess was using her authority to request a dispatch, but it wasn’t because the situation was urgent or because she valued his abilities highly.
'I wonder how much this guy has been bothering her.'
In short, she needed someone to dump the annoying ‘babysitter’ on.
It could be called Patch Priest’s karma.
After all, there was my own karma for trying to mollify Patch Priest in order to appease the Saintess.
'Should I call this clever or did I learn something bad?'
Her action of trying to sideline Patch Priest under the guise of a mission and authority made me almost laugh out loud.
“Instead, there are conditions.”
“If you need a reward, we from the Solar Church...”
“No, money or goods are unnecessary.”
I cut off the unnecessary words from the Saintess.
“Instead, could you help out at the clinic a bit?”
“...Yes?”
The Saintess tilted her head in confusion at my condition.
“Do you not know how to use the miracle of healing?”
Was the miracle different for each religion?
Her unfamiliar reaction made me ask for confirmation.
“How do you see our Saintess?!”
Patch Priest answered angrily, as if he had been insulted.
“Our Saintess’s rank is a full 6th rank!”
6th rank.
In familiar terms, that was A-rank.
“That should be enough to be of help.”
“It seems you don’t know how high 6th rank is in a rural city priest...”
While ignoring Patch Priest’s noisy words, I waited for the Saintess’s answer.
“If it helps people, I’ll gladly do it.”
“Thank you.”
But unlike the thanks, my mind was thinking differently.
'It doesn't seem to be a serious matter.'
About half of it was a condition to test her reaction.
But the Saintess’s unexpectedly easy acceptance changed my thoughts a bit.
'Still, that’s fortunate.'
I didn’t have to neglect the clinic work.
By the way, it seemed I could rest a bit more comfortably for a while.
Of course, it didn’t take long to realize that this thought was a misunderstanding.
“...”
The clinic was going crazy.
“Hah, to think that the Saintess’s treatment would be blessed for generations.”
“Ugh, I wonder if I can get treatment for hemorrhoids too?”
They were all patients, or rather, lunatics coming to see the Saintess.
...
I laughed out loud when I saw the waiting line at the clinic for the first time in my life.
What was even more absurd was that a significant portion of them weren't even patients.
It was because they were coming in pretending to be patients to meet the Saintess.
“Excuse me, is it possible to receive treatment from the Saintess?”
“...”
The situation was easy to guess since even the patients who came to her were saying such things.
“Please endure it, Priest Plawi!”
“If you strangle the patient’s neck, it won’t do!”
In the end, I couldn’t hold back and even choked the lunatics’ necks, but there was no meaningful change in numbers.
In the end, the whole situation calmed down only after the Saintess returned.
It was unfortunate that the hands were disappearing, but it was better than patients not receiving treatment because they couldn’t.
“It was unfortunate.”
The Saintess returned to the church with an expression that didn’t seem particularly sorry.
Instead, the one who got exploited was someone else.
“Why are you doing this?!”
It was Patch Priest, who had taken on the role of the Saintess’s protector.
“We have to investigate together anyway. Let’s kill two birds with one stone and get information from the patients.”
“Damn it, I have to support the Saintess!”
'That’s why you didn’t do well before.'
I couldn’t say the truth because it was the Saintess who had been taken advantage of, so I had to give some encouraging words at least.
“This is all because Patch Priest is capable. The Patch Priest who is trusted should be the one working hard.”
“...Hah, I am indeed the Saintess’s right hand.”
'This is working.'
Even though he was weak to praise.
However, apart from the pitiful appearance, Patch Priest was quite capable.
“You unrighteous bastard!”
Patch Priest, who was stamping the lunatics coming to find the Saintess as if they were heretics with the holy scriptures, was so impressive that I wanted to clap.
'He heals well too, and he beats people well.'
If Margaret saw it, she would have been envious of such talent.
'But I still don’t know what exactly he’s investigating.'
However, apart from doing the job well, I couldn’t know what he was investigating.
He wasn’t telling what he was investigating, and Patch Priest was muttering, but he was focused only on treatment.
'Does the goddess not know anything?'
-Moll? Lu
I had to ask what I wanted to ask.
The gallery was the same, no information.
Originally, the bait was old bait, so there were almost no posts mentioning the Saintess.
It was the second day since I started going to the clinic with Patch Priest.
While I was wondering why the investigation was taking so long.
Patch Priest, who was also frustrated, suddenly spoke first.
“Hmph, Priest Plawi. This city seems quite peaceful.”
“? Is it?”
“I’ve seen quite a few patients in two days, but in a rural city where crime is common, I haven’t seen any patients who were attacked by monsters or such.”
It was a roundabout way of saying it, but I couldn’t not understand what it meant.
'What kind of investigation was this.'
Somehow, there was no sign of asking the patients anything while investigating at the clinic.
He was looking for traces at the injury, not from the patient’s mouth.
'The reason the Saintess readily accepted the clinic work was probably because of this.'
When I was about to answer with a glance.
“Actually, it’s not that peaceful at all.”
The female priest who was organizing bandages suddenly joined the conversation.
“About a week ago, there were soldiers who came with serious injuries.”
“...Is that so?”
“At that time, I think Priest Plawi went directly with the soldiers to subjugate the dungeon, right?”
'Tsk, unnecessary words.'
But since it was already out, I had to smile as if I was a good person.
“As a priest, it’s only natural to do that.”
“If it weren’t for your clothes taste, Priest Plawi would have been quite popular.”
I gave an awkward laugh to the female priest’s words that didn’t make sense at all and glanced at Patch Priest.
Patch Priest’s eyes twitched slightly.
“Priest Plawi, did that dungeon close? Or where is it located? ...As a Solar Church priest, I can’t pretend not to know.”
“Well, since I don’t know the detailed circumstances, if you’re curious, you should ask the Lord.”
Patch Priest nodded as if he understood my lie.
'However, it’s a bit strange. He seemed to be sure that there was a dungeon near Millers, but he didn’t know the location of the dungeon.'
Moreover, if he was looking for the dungeon, why not ask the Lord boldly?
It was an extremely distorted information power and an incomprehensible situation.
But soon, Iris’s voice came to mind, and I could guess the reason for the distorted information power.
-That’s Dad’s ability!
'Isn’t it a bit inaccurate to have found out with the God’s ability?'
-It’s not like Dad wrote it, right?
'Hmm.'
It wasn’t illogical.
Then, I suddenly became curious about the goddess’s answer and asked.
'Then, is there no ability I can borrow?'
-There is!
I waited for the goddess’s answer with anticipation.
-I can keep the flowers blooming without withering for a long time!
“...”
It was a serious consideration whether to convert.
-Aigoo!
When quitting time came, Patch immediately reported the information he got to the Saintess.
I watched the scene pretending not to know and sighed.
'If there’s a problem, is it that I fixed the dungeon they are looking for?'
It was fixed according to Charlotte’s request, so there shouldn’t be a big problem, but I thought there might be a misunderstanding.
And the bad prediction came true.
Deep in the morning when everyone was supposed to be asleep.
-Wake up!
-Right now, draw the knife!
When I woke up to the goddess’s voice, I saw someone pointing a knife at my neck.
“I don’t know what it is, but please spare me.”