Kays Translations
Just another Isekai Lover~
40. cloudy skies in the north
In the northern town of Kelvim Territory, everyone has been busy preparing to clean up the undead immortal beasts every day since then.
“Flora, bring me the next glass of water!”
“I’m on it!”
“I’ve finished filling the glasses over here, do you have any more empty ones left?”
“The old man glassmaker has made new ones!”
Amidst the lively voices everywhere, I am also helping with the preparation of holy water together with the townspeople.
The pot in which we made the stew the other day has been carefully washed and polished to a shining shine by Gilbert and his friends, and is now in great use as a vessel for the clergy to convert the spring water into holy water.
When the pot filled with spring water is placed on the pedestal, the priest begins to pray, and the children and elderly nearby also join in and pray with him.
According to the priest, the more people who pray, the stronger the blessings of the holy water that will be produced. The people who are available gather around the pot and pray in a circle, including me, who sits at the end of the circle.
Barbara stands next to the pot and slowly stirs it with a ladle. She is stirring it slowly with a ladle to apparently ensure the consistency is even.
“mm-hmm, excellent work. Kehehehe.”
“…Old lady, that laugh is definitely on purpose… We’re starting to look like a group of people performing a weird ritual…”
Gilbert and the mercenaries were holding a barrel full of water and half-laughing as a joke to make the children who are doing their best to help out laugh. It’s true that it may look a little suspicious from a distance.
Mr. Dolph and the private army members are building a catapult.
It is a strategy to reduce the number of undead beasts by first disarming only the upper part of the wards that sealed the undead and then throwing stones purified with holy water into them.
“Well, I never thought the day would come when I would have to purify stones. ……”
“You never know what might be useful, so it might be a good idea to purify a variety of things…”
Even as he said that, the priest seemed to be having fun as he made the holy water to be used on the stones.
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With only two days to go before the campaign to cleanse the undead beasts, the sky began to be shrouded in thick clouds.*
“The rainy season is coming soon. The rain will make it hard for us to see and stand on our feet. ……”
The lord of the manor, Count Kelvim, stares at the sky.
“Will the blessing of the holy water disappear in the rain?”
“Don’t worry, Count Kelvim. The holy water is simply like a catalyst to transfer the blessing of the priest into the vessel. Once a weapon has been purified and blessed, it will remain as it is.”
When I question him, the priest smiles gently and explains
“We priests will manifest the blessing as it is in the form of healing and purification. That is why it is necessary to use holy water. On the other hand, it is the magician bestows divine protection directly to a vessel as a blessing.”
The priest of the Western Great Church added, and Mrs. Barbara nodded next to him.
“…… But the wizard’s blessing magic is tricky. You.. never.. know.. what.. will.. happen…”
Barbara chuckled when she heard that.
“Most of the time, what you pray for will happen. For example, if you pray for a hot pot, it will happen if you pray for a full stomach. If you pray for a sewing machine, you will get the effect you want if you pray for it to be useful for the person who is going to use it.”
Then Barbara patted the pot in which she continued to make the holy water.
“But, as the priest said the other day, blessings are amplified when multiplied. The prayers of just one person doesn’t decide everything. You see, when Flora uses my pot, it gets in a better mood, doesn’t it? And It’s because they become stronger like that that they are sometimes unpredictable.”
The priest nodded and continued with a smile.
“In that sense, Mr. Dolph is both a craftsman and a wizard.”
“Yes, that’s right. Wizards are really everywhere. So do all those who have the blessing of selflessness. Among them, there are those who have the strongest power of beacon and amplification, and some people call them wizards because they can do wondrous things.”
It seemed wonderful to hear that they are everywhere. Even if they didn’t have the power to fight, the children and everyone in the town prayed every day for peace in the town and for the safety of their families. If these things are multiplied together, they will eventually become the magic of blessing.
As we finished our work and started preparing dinner, the town started to get noisy.
“A man is injured! Get him medical attention!”
A mounted private soldier is carrying a wounded man on his horse, wearing an unfamiliar shield and armor.
“Hey, that shield, isn’t that a knight of the Dukedom of Ziemeld? What on earth happened…”
“I was on my way to send a message to the Duke of Ziemeld to check on the situation, but the checkpoint was blocked and I couldn’t go any further. I was wondering what to do when I found him on the way.”
“I gave him minimal healing, but I specialize in barriers and I’m not very good at healing…”
The priest accompanying the messenger had a pale expression. The injured was brought into the church, and the priests who were skilled in healing and recovery gathered there and began treating him.
“…… my God. No, I had expected that. I guess the situation in the Ziemeld territory is the same after all……?
“What? How could the proud Ziemeld Knights fail a sweep…?”
As the lord, Count Kelvim, muttered, a sense of unease spread throughout the town.
Behind him, Sir Lionel and Gilbert also had serious, thoughtful looks on their faces.