Kieran had to admit that Livezel's words were not without reason.
Humans were complicated, and things would always become more complicated.
Especially the bad habits of venting anger on others, it came from the deepest part of a person's soul.
So, Kieran knew he had to divert the attention of these people.
It wasn't a difficult task for Kieran at the moment.
When he sensed something unusual, Kieran kicked Livezel's head again. After Livezel was knocked out, Kieran jumped off the wagon and quickly walked to the front of the convoy.
Kieran's actions attracted the attention of the people around him.
They were puzzled as they looked at Kieran who was moving forward. Kieran's speed far surpassed that of a galloping horse and arrived at the front of the group.
They saw Kieran raise his left leg up high.
They saw Kieran stomp down hard.
KABOOM!
As the ground trembled, an agonizing wail came from the ground, but it soon vanished.
"It's a monster!
A monster! "
Cries of shock came from the convoy, but they didn't panic.
Anyone with a normal mind could tell the monster had been killed by Kieran.
Moreover, it was done without any casualties.
Compared to their previous encounter with the monster, which resulted in heavy casualties, they weren't used to this kind of battle. Then, they felt at ease.
Unparalleled peace of mind.
The way the people looked at Kieran also became more respectful.
Not enough!
Kieran thought in his heart as he felt the respect. He then walked over to Archpriest Pelder.
"Archpriest Pelder, please lead the convoy forward."
Kieran said.
"You want?"
Archpriest Pelder looked at Kieran with a confused look.
Kieran didn't answer, instead, he pointed at the end of the convoy, where the wounded were.
During the battle with the monster, the westbound convoy suffered a high casualty rate.
It could even be said that those who fought had more or less sustained injuries.
It was just a matter of severity.
The lightly wounded continued to fight.
The seriously injured were placed on the carriages. This was also the reason why most of the people in the caravan were on foot.
No one objected to giving the carriages to the warriors who fought for their lives. Some deacons of the temple tried their best to heal these warriors.
However …
The effect was not good.
In this world where the gods were present, divine healing was fundamental. Herbal healing was available, but it was not developed. For a long time, herbal healing was the last choice of the poor. As long as they had a little bit of means, they would choose the divine healing of the priests.
But now, the Gods of Naveya had gone into hiding, leaving herbs as their only option.
However, with the current herbology, it was too difficult to treat a seriously injured person.
Therefore, the deacons of the Divine Temple all had sorrowful looks on their faces.
Faced with the loss of their lives, they were powerless to stop it. They could only hope that these brave warriors could leave in peace.
Incense with a calming effect permeated the carriages.
When Kieran opened the carriage door, he frowned.
But he didn't say anything.
He just raised his hand.
Right away, a white brilliance enveloped the whole carriage.
Unlike the previous [Healing Spell], Marulyn Church's advanced secret spell [Holy Light Spell] had a stronger healing effect.
It didn't just heal the wounded but also the life force.
Despite the latter being very slow.
However, when the injured person relaxed his tightly furrowed brows and his complexion returned to normal, the deacons standing guard at the side still widened their eyes in shock.
As temple deacons, they had quite the extraordinary knowledge.
Even so, they didn't know what kind of power Kieran used.
It felt like a divine spell but definitely not one.
It didn't feel like a blessing from God when a divine spell was used.
It was a feeling that came from within his body, originating from Kieran's own body.
How did he do it?
Doubts rose in the deacons' hearts.
But more than that, they were grateful.
Each of the deacons stood up and bowed at Kieran.
"Take good care of them."
Kieran then headed to the next wagon.
"Yes, my lord."
Unconsciously, the deacons' answers were filled with never before seen respect.
The respect spread rapidly following Kieran's healing, especially when a dying soldier woke up and slowly sat up, the respect rose to another level.
It became fanatical!
"Thank you for everything you've done."
The soldier's wife knelt down in front of Kieran.
Behind her, more people whose loved ones were healed chose to kneel down as well.
It was the only thing they could give Kieran, the only thing they could see.
And in the invisible places.
For example, the chaotic flame in Kieran's mind was jumping continuously.
It didn't grow.
But it was lively.
The chaotic darkness in the area started to burn rapidly.
The stamina and energy that Kieran exhausted was recovering at an unimaginable speed.
"Let's go.
Head to Arya Outpost.
"Only when we get there can we have a good rest, not now."
With a smile on his face, Kieran helped the man up.
His smile was sincere.
It came from the bottom of his heart.
The elderly priest looked at the smiling faces around him before looking at Kieran again.
The old priest looked at the smiling faces around him and looked at Kieran again.
"Is it a secret art from the north?"
"No matter where it came from.
It doesn't matter where it came from.
"That's a pretty good result."
The elderly priest took a deep breath and curled his lips into a grin as he looked at the convoy that was obviously less sorrowful.
The convoy moved faster than before.
However, no matter how fast they were, they couldn't reach Arya Outpost before nightfall.
The Knight found a new temporary camp ahead of time.
The carriages circled around the temporary camp, and the patrolling soldiers spread out in all directions. The deacons of the temple and the civilians went to the stream on the side to fetch water.
Bonfires were lit before the sky turned dark.
A dozen iron cauldrons were placed at the innermost part of the camp, and a temple priest and a dozen temple deacons were in charge of them.
When they escaped from Naveya City, food and other supplies were all taken care of.
Whether it was dry bread, air-dried bacon, or fresh fruit, it was all the same.
However, the repeated battles had cost them a lot of supplies.
Still, it wasn't a problem for the priest.
"Go get some wild vegetables and fruits.
If there are fish in the stream, I'll need some as well.
Lord Ryan needs more food to replenish his stamina. "
The priest ordered.
A group of deacons moved out right away.
A lot of civilians also joined them.
If they could do something for Kieran, they would be more than happy.
As everyone knew, Sir Ryan seemed to be very interested in eating.
The convoy split into two and headed towards the stream and the forest respectively.
Then …
A cry of shock sounded.
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