Three hours later, the westbound convoy turned around and continued towards Arya Outpost.
The people were holding the ashes of their loved ones with a sorrowful face, their suppressed sobs could be heard from time to time.
After experiencing a betrayal, it was much more damaging to the people's morale than death.
Although they survived in the end, they didn't know what they were living for.
Even though they were heading towards Arya Outpost now, it was because they habitually listened to the original leader of the convoy, Pelter.
As for more?
They didn't know.
Confusion appeared on everyone's face. Kieran glanced over them one by one and eventually landed his gaze on Pelter, the archpriest of Harvest Temple.
Just like the others.
The archpriest of Harvest Temple was also at a loss of what to do.
He didn't even know that his broken arm started to bleed again.
A warm radiance appeared in Kieran's hand.
With [Dawn Knight Body Tempering Art] as the core, Marulyn's inherited skill, [Healing], was displaying its effects. The Harvest Temple archpriest's wound quickly healed.
And this time around, the old priest finally showed a reaction.
"T-Thank you."
The archpriest said with a dry voice.
"It's fine.
I am doing this for them. "
Kieran pointed at the people outside the carriage window.
The archpriest followed Kieran's finger and looked outside the carriage window.
He looked at the faces that looked exactly like him.
Uncontrollably, the archpriest's eyes turned red and tears rolled down his cheeks uncontrollably.
"Why? Why?
Why did His Majesty do this?
If it comes to the last moment, we will protect him with our lives, so why did he betray us? "
His murmurs were filled with questions.
"Why?
"Of course, it's because they are selfish!"
"They will only believe in themselves!"
As for us?
"What a bunch of idiots!"
Livezel, who had just woken up from his coma, was tied up by the temple's special shackles. He leaned back in the wobbling carriage and looked at the archpriest in pain, chuckling coldly.
The archpriest didn't answer.
She merely curled up her body in an increasingly painful posture.
Looking at the old priest, the fallen young man's eyes flashed with a trace of delight. Then, he turned to Kieran.
He wanted to ridicule Kieran, just like he had ridiculed the old priest.
He wanted Kieran to feel pain as well.
Then …
A footprint appeared on his face.
Bang!
He controlled his strength very well. He didn't use too much power, nor did he let the power scatter in the slightest. All of it was used on the depraved young man's head.
Immediately, pain and dizziness filled the young man's head.
In fact, he couldn't even sit properly.
Just like that, he fell into the carriage.
"You …"
Bang!
The depraved young man struggled to get up, but the next kick shut him up completely.
As for Kieran, who had kicked out twice, he didn't even look at his opponent.
Although he had spared the other party's life, it did not mean that he would treat him kindly.
Or in other words, being able to become a captive was the biggest mercy that Kieran could show.
"You want to know the answer?"
Kieran asked the archpriest who was in pain.
"Em."
The archpriest looked up and gave an affirmative answer.
"They want to know too.
And they want it more than you do.
Because they didn't just place all their hopes on the God of Harvest, they also placed their hopes on you — the former disappointed them, but the latter?
You are also slowly disappointing them. "
Kieran pointed at the people outside the carriage window and said calmly.
"But …"
"You've experienced betrayal, you know the pain.
They know it too, so do you have the heart to let them experience it again?
If that's the case, I really saved you for nothing! "
Kieran interrupted the archpriest rudely, grabbed him by the collar and threw him out of the carriage window.
Bam!
Caught off guard, the old priest fell heavily on the ground.
The people around the carriage were shocked by the scene. They looked at the fallen archpriest in shock, their bodies instinctively running up to him.
"Archpriest Pelder, are you alright?"
"Archpriest, are you alright?"
"Archpriest, how are you?"
Not just the soldiers and the Knight, even the civilians gathered around the archpriest.
The greetings and the concern on their faces made the archpriest, who was helped up, shiver.
The pain of betrayal started to dissipate under the warmth of the greetings.
The archpriest thought of what Kieran said.
He suddenly realized that he was not alone.
He still had to take care of more people.
Huu, Huu!
His breathing unconsciously became heavier.
His eyes turned red again.
But.
He held it in.
He held back his tears.
He didn't want to embarrass himself in front of the people who cared about him.
Because that would only make the situation worse.
The archpriest adjusted his breathing and with the help of the others, he walked to the wagon where the wagoner was. He looked at the endless line of people in front of him and took a deep breath.
"I know the pain in everyone's heart.
"But this pain will not defeat us!"
"Because after we were betrayed, we were also saved — Sir Ryan!"
He took a huge risk to come here from Arya Outpost!
He was not a believer, he just wanted to save more people!
And he did it!
He saved us, our lives were saved by him!
Maybe Sir Ryan did not ask for anything in return.
"But I don't think we should be ungrateful, and we shouldn't waste the second life that Duke Ryan gave us. I am willing to use the rest of my life to serve Duke Ryan, not only to repay his kindness, but also because he made me understand the importance of all of you."
"Now!"
Let us move towards Arya Outpost!
There, we will have a new life! "
The archpriest then looked at the carriage with an apologetic gaze.
He thought he had used Kieran's life-saving grace, it made him feel ashamed.
But he had to do it.
Otherwise, the people before him would not be able to pull themselves together so quickly.
The people before him changed their expressions slightly after they heard the archpriest's words. Some of them even bowed at the wagon.
Kieran saw the scene.
He felt the chaotic flame in his mind jump again, and he couldn't help but curl his lips into a grin.
This was what he wanted: to get the best result without him having to do anything.
Of course.
This wasn't the end.
There was still time.
"Hmph, they listen to you because of your identity as the archpriest. They respect your identity and temporarily forget about being betrayed by the God of Harvest. Once they realize it, you …"
Bang!
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