Chapter 8 – 008 – Saving People # 1

008 – Saving people # 1

“Wait here.”

Silver Knight Loras led me to what looked like an old barn. There were already many people sitting there, and their behavior and appearance were all different.

Zek-.

They took one look at me and then got busy with their own business. Of course, there were people who approached me with interest.

It was a man with his face painted white, and his lips painted red. He looks both old and young, but he looks very untidy.
I never thought that the clown I wanted to deal with the most would be interested in me.

“I am Sinclair, the wandering bard! You are so tall! “Is it about 6 feet tall?”

6 feet (183 cm).

Isn’t it such a crappy unit?

This is because the king who conquered various parts of the continent and established a United Kingdom determined his size based on the size of his feet.
I’m used to it now, but it was a very ergonomically uncivilized unit.

“Brother Midvar, six feet tall. Since we met like this, why don’t we at least say our names?”

While the bard was flirting with me, the man wearing a leopard skin over his head laughed.
He rummaged through his medicine bag and laughed sarcastically.

“What is Tongseongmyeong! I’m sure everyone here is just a stray dog ​​who came to see Lady Psyche’s face. I am different… !”

Zek-.

What the leopard hunter took out of the medicine bag was a very thick-looking medicine. It looked similar to ginseng or bellflower root, but it was difficult for me to identify the exact variety.

However, it was clear that it was a valuable medicine, as some people exclaimed “Hoo” Or “Huh-uh.”

“It’s almost 300 years old. With this, I will heal the young lady and become the count’s fiancé. “Why don’t we all go back now instead of suffering for no reason?”

Becoming a fiancé?

What does this mean?

I asked the bard Sinclair, who seemed light-hearted.

“Brother Bard, what is that man talking about? He gets better and becomes your fiancé? “Is there such a story?”

“Ah? Isn’t Lady Psyche of marriageable age? Although she suffered from an illness and her appearance was greatly damaged, she was once a beautiful woman who was called one of the three flowers of the kingdom…”

It seemed to be a rumor widely spread among the people that anyone who could cure the Lady’s illness could enter into a marriage engagement with the Lady.

“I heard that two years ago, before I got sick, I was constantly talking about myself here and there, right? “I want to see in person how beautiful you are.”

“I heard there were marriage talks with Archbishop Archibald’s second son…”

While people were imagining Psyche’s appearance, I too was lost in my own thoughts.

“To become a pastor, having a wife is essential.”

In the 21st century denomination, there was a rule that if you wanted to become a pastor, you had to have a spouse.

In other words, only married people could be ordained as pastors and recognized as clergy in the true sense.

A soloist is not even a pastor.

“… There are also some conditions that are more important than anything else to become a pastor’s wife or a church wife. Purity and modesty. Wisdom. And bold courage and humility.”

Women with all of these virtues were difficult to find even in the intelligent 21st century.

Is it difficult to find the most basic ‘pure woman’ even in church youth groups?

What’s more, even male seminary classmates say, “Where are the virgins in the world these days?” When they gather together with only men!

Holy moly!

It’s such a deplorable thing that it makes one’s clothes turn upside down!

All women in the world are born virgins, but why or for what reason are there no virgins in the church?

But!

In this world of darkness, surprisingly, there was a virgin.

Psyche Agarpe was the purest and most steadfast virgin I have ever known! That’s right, her nickname given by the church was ‘War Maiden’!

A woman who is as brave as a lion, as pure as a dove, and who never stopped fighting against evil until the very last moment when the royal capital fell to the locust-like cultists!

She is truly the ideal spouse I have been dreaming of!
How could I, who had come to meet her through her world, not feel her calling and revelation?

‘If I do well, I might get engaged to Psyche?’

With that thought in mind, she was laughing to herself.

Knight Loras, who had been listening to the story so far while leaning against the wall of the old barn, snorted.

“Engagement would be impossible. That’s because you already have a fiancé. However, if anyone can cure the young lady’s illness, it is certain that a large reward will be given.”

With those words, Loras left the barn.

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In the morning, maids from Count Agarpe’s family came to the barn carrying baskets full of food.

Since there were only delicious foods such as bread, wine, and grilled fish, I was able to feast for the first time in my life.

As my stomach filled like that, curiosity suddenly arose.

“The hospitality of the guests is so good.”

How many guests has the Count’s family served so far? No matter how high the prestige of the count’s family is, it must be difficult to get guests to eat and drink every time.

While I was thinking that, someone who looked like an old servant appeared and guided us into the mansion.

“Please follow me.”

The stone mansion had an eerie feel like an old castle, but there was no dust accumulated, perhaps because many maids and servants were busy sweeping and cleaning it.

When I arrived at the reception room, I received a wooden ticket as Manaan explained earlier.

The waiting number is 12.

I couldn’t tell if it was a high number or a low number.

Thinking that it would take a while for my turn to come, I decided to take a look at the mansion. The grounds of the mansion were very large, and there was even a place for private soldiers to train.

Visor-! Chaechang-!

In what looked like a small parade ground, Knight Loras was holding a sword and grappling with soldiers. He was laughing leisurely while dealing with five soldiers at the same time.

“What are you doing? Come on!”

“Lord Loras! Then I’m really leaving!”

“Come at us all at once!”

“Wow!”

Visor-! Chaechang-!

Knight Loras showed no signs of fatigue while dealing with five well-trained soldiers. Rather, he even drove his soldiers and defeated them all.
When I thought that my skills were truly amazing, the boy servant who was sweeping the willow leaves next to me said.

“Isn’t Loras cool? When I get a little older, I will be trained by Loras and become a soldier of Agarpe. And, by making merit, one day, I will become a sincere and perfect knight like Loras!”

The story of a boy steeped in dreams pierced my ears. When we first met, I saw that he didn’t know how to use polite language, so he was an ignorant kid who didn’t know how to learn.

In the first place, are the words ‘sincere and perfect’ a modifier that can be placed in front of a person?

I’ve never met anyone other than me who fits that description.

I told the boy.

“Kid. How about becoming a monk rather than a knight? It is more wonderful to go to heaven by disciplining yourself faithfully than to be good at fighting with a sword.”

Gugit-.

The servant boy frowned.

I thought that evangelism would be achieved if I pushed a little harder, so I spoke as if driving a wedge of conversion.

“I am Priest Hyde, who will be in charge of the church at Agarpe Manor from now on. If you want to receive teachings about salvation, knock on the church door at any time. “It is much better to learn how to save people than to kill them.”

What the Lord did when he began his public ministry was to make disciples. Even though this boy looked bad in his head, he seemed good enough to be my disciple.
Peter, who became the first disciple of the Lord, was also an ignorant fisherman.

However, the boy blushed and shouted at me.

“Energy… Don’t insult the knight! Sir Loras is a hundred times more awesome and great than the priests who just pray and do nothing!”

It was a truly deafening voice.

While I was slightly dazed, soldiers and knight Loras approached us. They pointed at the kid’s head and asked, “Paulo, what’s wrong?” And the kid started growling.

“This poor monk despised martial arts, thinking it meant killing people!”

Crying-.

As the voice rang out loud, all the soldiers who were training sweatily with their swords stopped and looked in this direction.

Their expressions were all grim, and some were swearing. Just when I thought things were getting rough, Knight Loras crossed her arms and asked me.

“Monk Hyde, you tell an interesting story. If he were thrown into a den of heretics, he wouldn’t be able to withstand even an hour and would run away looking for knights and soldiers—.”

Clutter-.

A finger wearing a gauntlet pierced my chest.

“What do you people who only read and pray know? “While you are proudly preaching from a warm and safe platform, we are shedding blood to protect people.”

Soon, soldiers here and there were shouting, “Sir Loras, stop because you might get sick of your pants,” Or “Look at that guy, he’s so scared he can’t even say a word!” He burst out laughing, saying, “You’re shaking!”
Just like they said, I was shaking.

I was angry at their hostile actions!

“So… Have you ever saved anyone from a den of infidels? “Where were you when the sacrificed person cried out in injustice and grief every night?”

“What? What are you talking about?”

I hated knights.

Because the knights did not save me even though five years had passed.

If I had been just a little more capable and dependable, like the knights who overconfident themselves in their own abilities, I certainly wouldn’t have had my soul destroyed by being called the “Demon Lust”!

Therefore, this arrogant knight Loras and the soldiers’ incompetence could also be seen as having a significant role in why I became a cult!

“Guilty.”

“What crime?”

I walked away, leaving Loras frowning.

Now it’s probably my turn.

After curing Lady Psyche’s illness, I must also cure the ‘disease of incompetence’ that this Agarpe man is suffering from.

With that feeling, I headed to the reception room where the waiting people were staying.

The old servant said, “Number 12, Monk Hyde! “I was looking for you!” He said and tapped my shoulder.

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I followed the old servant into a room.

There was a bed with curtains drawn, and maids were lined up in front of it with solemn expressions. Soon the old servant said to me.

“According to the teachings of the Bible, women and men must have a reverential separation. Please refrain from touching or palpating the lady’s skin. “You are the count’s daughter.”

Don’t touch me during the checkup?

It was an embarrassing story in many ways—.

“Good.”

It was a no problem story for me.

Because you can’t carelessly touch a woman’s body! If you have a pure and godly female body like Psyche, you should be even more careful!

Sze-. Cheolrrrr-.

Soon the maids stood up and pulled back the curtains over the bed.

There was a woman sitting on the bed with her hair scattered like an animal.

“… Ah… Ah…”

The gaze through the red hair was hazy, and drool was dripping from the corner of the half-open mouth. Because she was wearing a long white nightgown, she looked like a virgin ghost.

“Poor girl…”

“A person who was so pretty…”

While the servants and maids were turning their heads in sorrow or wiping their tears with their aprons, the old servant asked as if grasping at a straw.

“Monk Hyde, can you cure the lady’s illness?”

I have only one answer.

“I will fix it before the end of the day. Before that, won’t you please get me some olive oil and willow ashes?”

The moment I entered Psyche’s room, I had already figured out what illness she was suffering from.

In fact, it didn’t even take 10 minutes to cure the disease.

The disease suffered by Lady Psyche.

It was a ‘faking disease,’ a disease that no one could cure, but no one could!