Chapter 315 – Drops of Enchantment #1

The figure of the priest struggling with his body covered in blood was almost like watching a scene from a horror movie.
It would be perfect if a monster with CG attached to it was chasing it from behind!

‘W-I’m not going to die like that?’

However, this situation was not about shooting a movie.
The bleeding priest was absolutely real, and the crowd making a fuss around them was really surprised, not acting.

“Aaaaah!! Eh, Mannheim priest!”
“Uh, start with healing magic!”

Was that priest’s name Mannheim?
I met him often when I came for weekend worship, so I knew his face.

If it were Earth, Mannheim would have been dead before the ambulance arrived.
The amount of blood loss was more than expected, so it was clear that he would die of shock due to lack of blood.

The nuns rushing toward Mannheim released their divine power all at once.

“Heavenly Father, heal the wounded lamb!”
“I will be saved by the light of healing!”
“Look down on us!”

[Advanced Healing]
[Wave of recovery]
[Accelerating Regeneration]

All kinds of healing magic surrounded Mannheim.

It’s a phenomenal level of recovery!
In Mannheim, which was dying in an instant, new skin began to grow.

‘Is this a Madecassol advertisement?’

The advertisement saying that new skin is growing is being reproduced in reality.
As long as there are nuns, no one will die from trauma in the church.
Mannheim, who almost took a bath with healing magic, barely escaped the danger of death.

“Mo, Dreammaster. I think we should go down as well. First of all, we need to find out what happened to that priest.”
“No matter how you look at it, it looks like it was attacked by someone. There are many traces of injuries left on the body.”

I looked down through the window, but I could guess that the type of wound was a knife mark.
When you work as an adventurer, you get to know the types of wounds well.

Kate and I quickly got out of the dormitory and approached the entrance of the church.
Kate naturally blended into the crowd of nuns while using healing magic.

“I’m here too! I’ll relieve the pain with healing magic.”
“Heh-uh… Heh-uh… Thank you.”

Normally, I would have been scolded by a church official for suddenly disappearing, but now the situation is urgent and no one can say anything.

“Saira, wrap some bandages on the Mannheim priest.”
“Okay, Sister Kate!”
“After wrapping the bandage, we move the Mannheim priest into the church building. Although the trauma has recovered, he needs stability because of the psychological trauma.”

Kate tidied up her scene, exercising her control as her senior nun.
In fact, among the nuns in this church, it seems that Kate is her boss.
It was not for nothing that she compared her to a sergeant in her later years.

“Dreamer! Please help me move the patient.”

I also helped Kate move the Mannheim priest into the church building.
After resting for about an hour on the bed in the break room, Priest Mannheim came to his senses.

“More, thanks to you, I’m alive. I really thought I was going to die as I walked all the way to the church…”

With bandages all over her body, the Mannheim priest bowed her head towards the nuns around her.

‘It must be a priest who can’t use holy power.’

Since she’s a priest, shouldn’t she use her healing magic on herself? She might as well ask.
Most of the church’s priests were just ordinary people because they couldn’t handle the divine power.
It was because men with divine power were very rare compared to women.
This is why nuns are more famous as healers than priests on the continent.

It’s a good thing for adventurers.
Wouldn’t it feel better to be healed by a pretty nun than by a rambunctious priest?
Perhaps Baldur knew that too, so he sprinkled his holy power on women rather than men.

Because you know something

“Priest Mannheim. Why are you so seriously injured? You didn’t even have to leave the city today.”

After the situation had calmed down, Kate questioned the Mannheim priest.
The Mannheim priest lay down on the bed and explained what had happened.

“I was attacked by orcs while doing missionary work in the city.”
“Orcs? Those pig-headed guys dared to attack a church member?”
“Yes…”

As soon as the word orc was mentioned, a threatening atmosphere flowed among the church members gathered around the priest.
As if they knew that, they were the church members who spat out curse words at the Orcs.

“Did the Orcs have another accident?”
“You scumbags! We have to kick them all out of town.”

Some radical church members even brought up the idea that the orcs should be expelled.
In fact, people’s perception of Orcs in the Northern Kingdom was very bad.
Aren’t they often committing violent crimes because they have a rough temper?

Orcs encountered in the city at night are treated as synonymous with fear.
There were even rumors that if you were not careful, you would be kidnapped and your organs removed.

‘I don’t really like orcs either.’

Remember when you were playing the silver tier promotion match?
At that time, the target of the quest was also an orc who had committed a crime.
It meant that the crime rate by Orcs was so high that quests were issued to adventurers.

Orcs were treated as an unlikable race by most of the people, but it was impossible to completely banish them from the city.
As for why, it is similar to using a Chinese-made product even though you know the performance is poor.

Orcs are the cheapest labor force on the continent.
Birth and growth are unparalleled, so if a mother orc takes care of her offspring, you can find orcs that have grown like zerglings before you know it. The employers of the Northern Kingdom brought these Orcs to the city and ate them at a bargain price. It’s like the reason factories hire foreign workers.

That’s what it means to completely banish the orcs.
If there were no orcs right away, the manpower to clean the streets and the handyman to do the hard labor would disappear.
Like poison, the orcs permeated the heterogeneous society thickly.

“There’s a reason the Mannheim priest was attacked. Some of the orcs hate our Kwangmyeongseong Church to the extreme. Did they say it was because they completely buried their native beliefs?”
“No matter how much you don’t like it, you’re trying to kill the priest…”

Coincidentally, among the Orcs, there was a class that hated the Gwangmyeongseong Church because of their old folk beliefs.
This is because the number of young orcs who believe in the native religion is gradually decreasing as the church’s power expands.
In the case of old orcs, there were frequent fights when they saw church members.

Could it be that they were attacked by orcs for religious reasons?
Kate and I guessed so, but the Mannheim priest couldn’t give us a definite answer.

“Well…”

He couldn’t understand why he was attacked.

“It’s not like they were attacked for religious reasons. Of course, I didn’t invite the old orc to become a member of the church. Would you do missionary work knowing that you would fight because you’re crazy?”
“Then why did you almost die from the orcs?”
“Well… To be honest, I don’t know. I don’t understand why the orcs suddenly wanted to kill me. When I first approached, everyone was listening to my doctrine without much thought. They were young orcs who didn’t cling to their native religion. Exactly what happened…”

The Mannheim Priest explained in detail what happened when he was attacked by the Orcs.
At that time, it is said that the Mannheim priest was doing missionary work targeting citizens in downtown Joensuu.
During his missionary work, he targeted three young Orcs.

“I was explaining the doctrine, but when I looked at the orcs, they suddenly showed a strange reaction.

The Mannheim priest trembled with fear as if he still remembered the scene.
He had a terrified expression on his face, as if he were watching orcs running amok right in front of him.

“The Orcs ran amok in the city?”
“Yes! If you go out to the street towards the south gate right now, you will see guards all over the place. There are not one or two people injured because of the orcs.”

It must have been a fairly large event.
He was hearing from the person concerned in advance about an assault case that would be published in the local newspaper tomorrow.

“…The crazy orcs later tried to kill themselves. Before coming to the church, I saw the three of them stabbing each other in the body. Well, I’m not sure what the hell happened.”
“Are you saying that the orcs who ran amok are dead?”
“Probably dead? There were no nuns around. How about it! Aren’t there too many oddities?”

I can understand why the Mannheim Priest is confused.
There were too many strange things to simply say that the Orcs had an accident again.

No matter how vicious the orcs were, would they try to dance in front of people in broad daylight?
It is unreasonable to even try to kill the same party.

Even if it’s anger control disorder, there’s a degree!

When the orcs were said to have run amok, a thought flashed through my mind like lightning.
Isn’t it similar to the drakes rampaging in the meadow?
It’s just that the target has changed from a monster to a human, but it’s the same as revealing symptoms of sudden violence.

‘Isn’t this hallucination magic? I heard there are people who use hallucination magic in the city?’

Among hallucination magics, the only magic that can control living things on the fly is magic using runes.
It means that the culprit behind the previous riots may have been hiding in this city.

I got interested.
I want to catch the person behind the riot and see for myself what kind of person he is.
Maybe I’ll meet another Wiseman.

“Priest of Mannheim. I think someone messed with hallucination magic.”
“A hallucination magic? Is it possible to make people suddenly crazy with magic?”

I explained to the church members what I was thinking.

“A hallucination magic using sound, which is being researched recently, is quite possible. It is a magic that can immediately disrupt the target’s mind by hearing a specific sound. I will investigate separately.”
“Thank you. If Brother Luke investigates, I’ll trust you.”

Although he had no intention of helping the church members, the Mannheim priest seemed delighted to hear that he would investigate.
He said that a first-class wizard would use his strength, so of course he couldn’t help but be happy.

“Dreammaster! Let’s show bitterness to those who dare to touch our church members!! We nuns can’t stay still. Everyone, prepare your mace!!”
“Yes! Sister Kate!”

Kate clenched her fists as she rolled up her sleeves.
The nuns gathered around also took maces instead of tools.
It seems that the nuns of the church are planning to help me as a group.

“Kill them all!”
“I’m going to break the head with the mace!!”
“Gather all the dealers you know!! Right now!”

It felt like a war would break out at any moment.
The connections of the nuns would indeed be enough to start a war.