When Gwen brought Amber and Heti to a construction site near the brick kiln factory under the guidance of the soldiers, the strange priest who suddenly appeared in the territory had been busy for a while.
He was an unkempt, travel-worn, and abnormally strong man. He was carrying baskets of heavy bricks with the workers to where the wall was being built. Even though it was the latter half of the month of frost, he was as tired and sweaty as the workers. He had taken off his shabby priest robe and tied it around his waist like an apron, revealing the strong muscles and bronzed skin of his upper body.
It was as if he was ready to perish together with the infidels at any time.
The workers were immersed in their work with the man who appeared out of nowhere, but from time to time, they would sneak a peek at him. Apparently, they had long noticed that he was a strange stranger. The supervisor (and recorder) of the construction site looked on helplessly from the side. After noticing the arrival of the feudal lord, the supervisor immediately trotted up to him. "My lord! You're finally here. This is really … "
"What's up with this man?" Gwen looked at the strong man who was carrying bricks at the construction site in confusion. "A priest of the Church of Holy Light? What's this style? Why did he suddenly come to my territory to work? "
"We don't know where he came from!" The supervisor looked mad. "He said that he was ordered to come to the south to preach, and then asked the workers who were interested in the Holy Light. Who knows where this man came from? Of course, no one paid any attention to him. I even told him that no one had time to listen to him as everyone had yet to finish their work. In the end, this person actually ran off to carry bricks without saying a word. We couldn't even stop him — his strength is frightening! "
"... You can tell that he's quite strong just by looking at his build." Hu Po looked at the burly man in astonishment. When she heard that there was a suspected Holy Light Church Cleric coming here, she quivered for a moment. She was prepared to fight with him for three hundred rounds (or be beaten up by him) and then ask Gawain for a sum of money for her medical fees. However, even with her brain circuit, she did not expect that the one who came here would be such a person. She was momentarily unable to react. "Is this really a holy knight who wore the wrong clothes and a long robe?"
The supervisor spread out his hands. "I've asked. He said that he's a missionary from the central region."
Gwen frowned and waved his hand to the soldiers and the supervisor in front of him. "Don't be nervous. I'll go and talk to him."
With that, he led Amber and Heti forward.
The workers soon saw Gwen approaching. They nervously and reverently stopped what they were doing and prepared to salute him. But Gwen stopped them with his eyes and waved his hand. "Don't mind me. Just do your own thing."
The burly man finally noticed the change in the atmosphere. He removed a basket of bricks from his shoulder, looked around, and then turned to Gwen. "The manager is here? Is he the manager? "
This style of speech … It was not like the priests of the Church of Holy Light.
It was rare that Gwen was wearing casual clothes. Although he carried the Pathfinder's Sword with him, it was blocked by the scabbard. Except for his height, it was difficult for an outsider to associate this burly man with Duke Cecil (Amber was not a decent guard). Realizing that the burly man in front of him did not know his identity, Gwen said, "Yes, I'm the manager of this area. What do you do? "
"Great, I finally see someone who can speak!" The burly man looked particularly happy. He casually wiped his sweat, and then took out a crumpled document from the robe tied around his waist. "Can you help me give this to your lord? I stood on a high place and looked for a long time, but I couldn't find his castle. "
Gwen took the document and sat down on a brick pile nearby. He then motioned for the burly man to sit down. Then he looked down and saw that the document written on high-end parchment only had a simple sentence: "I hereby appoint the Lord's loyal servant, the priest of the Church of Holy Light, Wright Avelken to the south to preach the teachings of the Lord and preach the way of the Holy Light."
There was also the emblem of the Church of Holy Light and the seal of a bishop below.
Is this really a missionary?
Gwen was stunned and put the document away. "Well, I'll pass it on, but I have to ask you a few questions first."
"Okay … Ah, wait a minute." The burly man nodded halfway, but suddenly stood up and stopped a serf who was walking past him. "Wait a minute, there's something wrong with your arm."
The serf stopped in a daze. When he saw Gwen sitting next to him, he suddenly showed a hint of nervousness. But the latter just nodded slightly, indicating that there was no need to worry. Gwen was also curious about what this strange missionary wanted to do.
Then he saw the missionary named "Wright" put one hand on the serf's shoulder, and the other hand drew the emblem of the God of Holy Light in the air. He recited a prayer, and as the prayer went on, a faint white light appeared on both of his hands. A tranquil and peaceful atmosphere filled the air. The bare-chested, slovenly burly man looked slightly holy in the holy light.
Soon, the treatment was over. The missionary Wright withdrew his hand and nodded to the serf. "Okay, it's just a little internal injury. It won't happen even if it's cloudy or rainy from now on. May the Lord bless you. "
The serf moved his shoulder in disbelief. Probably feeling the obvious comfort, he could not help but nod to thank Wright with an excited expression. He then moved his shoulder and returned to his work position.
The missionary Wright clapped his hands as if he had just done a trivial thing. He turned to Gwen and said, "I'm done. You can ask."
Gawain watched the whole process calmly. He was only a little surprised that the 'missionary' only said, "May the Lord bless you." Gawain did not take the opportunity to talk to Wright about the Way of the Holy Light for half an hour. Then he came back to his senses and nodded to Wright. "Are you here to preach?"
"The document said that the central diocese sent me." The man nodded. "The signature was signed by Bishop Macor. I started from the Holy Spirit Plains and came all the way here. Part of the time I was on the road, and most of the time I was preaching. It's been more than a year. "
Then he added, "I only recently found out that the Cecil family is building a new development here. My last stop was originally Tanzania Town, but now, my last stop is here. I plan to live here for a long time. If I can get permission from the resurrected Duke, I will establish a church here. "
Amber poked Gwen's arm and whispered, "Hey, hey, I'm talking to you ~ ~"
Gwen calmly tightened the muscles on his arm, causing Amber's fingers to feel as if they were poking a steel plate. Gwen then frowned and looked at Wright. "Then why did you suddenly come to help?"
"Just now, the supervisor said that everyone is working, so they don't have time to listen to my preaching." Leiter shrugged. "Then I can preach if I help them finish their work quickly."
"Just because of this?"
Leiter said matter-of-factly, "Yes, just because of this."
At this time, Heti finally could not help but say, "Forgive me for being presumptuous, but I have also seen missionaries of the Church of Holy Light traveling outside, but they are not like you... Were you a Holy Knight before?"
"I'm a priest, always have been." Leiter looked down at his muscles and said matter-of-factly, "But it's dangerous to preach outside. We often encounter beasts and robbers, and priests have too few combat theurgies. It's good to exercise the body for self-protection. And sometimes when we don't have enough money, we have to work for the locals in exchange for food. It's not good if we don't have a strong body. "
"The missionaries of the Church of Holy Light don't have the tradition of working in exchange for food." Heti had a strange look on her face. "Extraordinaires don't need to sell their strength anywhere, let alone to ordinary people. I've never heard of such a thing."
"Madam, you're wrong." Leiter's face immediately turned serious. "The path of the Holy Light tells us that people can't get what they want without hard work. The path of the Holy Light also tells us that everyone is a citizen of the Holy Light. Since we are all citizens of the Holy Light, why should we differentiate between ordinary people and not?"
Amber looked at the burly man from head to toe in surprise. "You really take these words seriously?"
Leiter said matter-of-factly, "How can the teachings of the path of the Holy Light be false?"
Looking at the strange missionary, Gwen did not speak for a while.
He was quickly thinking about whether the man in front of him was suspicious, whether he had something to do with Princess Veronica's visit, and how much of what he said was credible.
If those words were true, then there seemed to be nothing to worry about. This Holy Light priest had been traveling since a year ago, and at that time, Gwen had not opened his coffin yet. The arrival of this priest was just an accident.
If those were not true, then the sudden arrival of a Holy Light priest in this territory was a sensitive matter in Gwen's eyes.
But for some reason, looking at this strange Holy Light priest, Gwen felt that this matter … was really not related to a conspiracy.
Whatever the case may be, even if he was a little wary and estranged from the gods in this world, as a liege, he could not simply chase away such a preacher. Especially when the preacher had not broken any laws in this land, and had even volunteered to help with work and heal the sick. That was even more so for the liege — otherwise, the law and order he had promoted would be struck down.
And he also wanted to observe and see where this person came from and what his purpose was.
While Gwen was thinking, the missionary Leiter also looked at the three people in front of him and suddenly asked, "By the way, are the three of you interested in the path of the Holy Light?"
Gwen and the other two did not speak in unison at all.
"I'm a believer of the Goddess of Magic. I don't want to believe in other gods anymore."
"Are you blind? I believe in shadows!"
"Not interested, thank you."
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