Kays Translations
Just another Isekai Lover~
32. Pride of being a clergyman
“Mr. Gilbert……!!!”
Suddenly, a huge white flash spread out before my eyes, I frantically jumped down from the carriage.
They saw Gilbert fall to the ground in the distance, and Dolph and the others around him ran out.
After confirming that he was still breathing, the men worked together to carry him to the entrance of the village, where the clergyman immediately began to heal him.
All I could do was cover him with the blanket I had taken from the carriage and pray for him.
It was no illusion that after that flash of light, all the reddish-blackness in sight had vanished. But no one raised their voice about it, probably due to a mix of astonishment and confusion.
“This person… the amount of paralyzing poison in his body and the progression of the poison are far more severe than that mercenary from earlier. To think that he was able to move in this condition…”
The priest muttered, and the mercenary who had just finished healing and regained consciousness ran over to him.
“Can you save him…?! It’s all because of me… I owe him my life, please…!”*¹
“Yes, don’t worry. Strangely enough, the symptoms seem to be mild considering the amount of poison.”
After saying that and smiling, the priest deployed his healing magic with a serious expression on his face. The other clergy gathered around and performed the same healing spell. Gilbert’s pale complexion gradually regained its color.
“The detoxification and purification is complete. He must have used up all his strength and is now sleeping.”
“That’s great! Oh, good! Thank you!”
The mercenary who was watching over us started crying out loud. I too was filled with relief and could not stop crying .
The clergyman smiled kindly at the mercenary, who sobbed and continued to express his gratitude over and over again.
“There’s no need to thank me. Our strength comes, so to speak, from your prayers.”
The other clergy nodded in agreement.
“The prayers of countless voiceless people, pouring out day by day, are the source of the power of blessings. Through training and prayer, we have been allowed to receive that protection and use it as healing and purification magic.”
“It’s an honor to be thanked, but you cannot be a priest if you become proud about it. So please how about you express your gratitude to the Goddess once again in lieu of a prayer.”
The priests smiled at this.
After a while, the member of the private army who had gone to check on the village during the treatment returned.
“The …… Undead beasts are nowhere to be found.”
Hearing this, silence falls with relief.
“Everyone, listen up. I’m sorry, but there’s a favor I’d like to ask of you.”
Mr. Dolph, with the sternest expression I have ever seen on his face, raised his voice.
“Just for a little while. About what happened here, what you saw, please don’t tell anyone. We have to protect him.”
Everyone in the room quietly turned to face him.
“…we know, Old man . After all, we have no idea what the higher-ups are thinking. We who live around here don’t know what to believe anymore. So we just have to believe in what we see with our own eyes, believe in the words we hear with our own ears, and follow that.”
The mercenary said this with a serious look on his face. The private soldiers, who had been thinking about it with their arms crossed with also serious looks on their faces, nodded their heads and continued.
“That’s true… However, we have an obligation to report to our lord to some extent. We can buy time, but we can’t make any absolute promises. Even though …… he also has some thoughts about His Majesty the King.”
“That’s enough. If something similar were to happen again in the future, it would eventually be discovered…”
He says, narrowing his eyes and smiling.
“Then, if anyone does ask you anything, just for some time, you can say that it was something to do with some strange gadget made by some weird old man, something along those lines. I’m pretty good at playing dumb, after all.”*
Mr. Dolph laughed, making light of the situation.
No one said, “What?” I think he had it right. Perhaps it was because they understood Mr. Dolph’s intentions. Of course, they also didn’t know exactly what had happened. But there are some words that come to mind. And yet, even here and now, no one said them aloud, and there was a strange sense of solidarity, perhaps because they had fought together.
Even after completing his treatment, Gilbert remains asleep.
With everyone’s help, we put him in the carriage and headed back to the city.
Tl note:
*¹ literally translation- he is my benefactor