Episode 203 Pilgrimage (2)
The saint’s assassination ended in an attempted attempt.
Ray had a bad expression since morning.
“…I think it’s still in my mouth.”
Iriel shook his head.
“You didn’t want to get out of here so quickly.”
He was reprimanded for not running away quickly from his room.
I turned my gaze to the scenery outside the carriage, trying to get rid of the unpleasant smell of the lump of filth remaining in my mouth.
Then people who hoped for healing were gradually gathering around the priests and priests.
‘It’s serious.’
All of them show signs of protein deficiency.
I don’t have money, so I can’t afford to eat meat.
Then, can’t we solve it by consuming vegetable protein such as beans?
that’s not the case again
Both vegetable and animal proteins are made up of amino acids.
There is one big difference between them.
Animal protein can consume all 20 amino acids, but vegetable protein lacks some of them.
Due to the lack of essential amino acids, their condition was incomprehensible.
Dark circles were drawn in the eyes, and the eyes were congested from fatigue.
Because they can’t eat well, children can’t grow, and there are also some people who are losing hair even at a young age.
Perhaps a long-term sufferer of this deficiency suffers from a lack of norepinephrine, which transmits signals to the brain and nerve cells, resulting in poor blood flow to skeletal muscles.
It can also lead to distraction and, in severe cases, hyperactivity disorder.
This is a problem that not only the lord but also the king of Celia must step out and solve.
What do you do when the King lives well? The important people are on the verge of starvation.
Ray sighed and said.
“Iriel, how much money do you have to move in the current situation?”
“Um… maybe twenty in platinum? But why are you asking that?”
“Twenty platinum coins. Let’s borrow them all.”
“Is it okay if I ask why?”
“Look around. The skeletons summoned by the necromancer weren’t even that good. If I leave it like this, I’m not kidding, I’m really going to die.”
At his words, Iriel thought for a moment and then nodded.
“Help those in need can also be called a pilgrimage. All right.”
Saying that, as she was about to get off the carriage, she added with a dazzling smile.
“There is no need to borrow money anywhere. Just as Ray is a saint, I am also a saint. So please don’t say that I’m borrowing something while doing this.”
Why do we choose such pretty words today?
He looked at her and smiled.
“You’ve become a saint.”
* * *
According to the order of the saints, the long procession of the Holy Kingdom stopped for a while.
Based on Iriel’s funds, the villagers gradually gathered one by one as they brought in various ingredients from all over the world and made simple meals.
As the aroma of warm food spreads right in front of their noses, they will not be able to pay attention.
While he was walking around the food, swallowing saliva, the Paladins and Priests shouted as they put their own food on a plate.
“We will serve food here, so everyone gather!”
The number of people who gathered at that one shout increased in number.
Hungry people pop up here and there to join them.
The priests who were standing next to them lined them up.
“Food is good enough! Line up properly and get served!”
“Bring all the villagers! There is enough food for everyone to eat!”
At their words, cheers mixed with tears erupted from here and there.
Even the royal castle hadn’t sent proper relief.
There are more people dying of starvation than dying of disease here.
Just looking at how they make a thin porridge with the bark of a tree to sustain their lives shows how hard their lives have been.
At that time, the mercy of the Holy Kingdom became the best rain for them and soaked their dry bodies.
Ray looked out the window and murmured.
“At times like this, I’m proud to be a saint…”
Iriel received those words.
“It must be because I am functioning properly as a saint.”
“It’s because you’re so good at it.”
“…”
He still couldn’t figure out why God had chosen him as a saint.
It might have been a little more suitable for a saint if someone with a different mindset had been in charge.
However, when I suddenly saw the villagers shedding tears of joy, I wondered, ‘Couldn’t Goddess Gaia have chosen me as a saint because she wanted to show me these things?’ The thought passed through my head.
What can’t be
He thought nothing of it and turned to lie down.
The beautiful night sky reflected through the window and the scenery of the village dyed in vermilion due to the bonfire presented a perfect scenery for falling asleep.
* * *
Only bad memories exist.
I lost my parents in the war.
It’s just a story, though.
In front of my eyes, the hot blood of my parents was pouring down my back and the sight of them dying was imprinted in my eyes.
Not long after, a burning pain arose in the face from the swords extended by the soldiers.
If it’s after that… well I’m not sure.
All I remember is that I desperately struggled and ran away with the thought that I had to run away somehow.
The hateful war, which seemed long, was over.
When I went to a house that reminded me of that day, there were two coldly decomposed corpses.
The girl cherished it and buried it in the ground.
Tears did not flow.
Only the two eyes, devoid of any emotion, gazed at the grave in silence.
He brushed his hand, which was clumped with dirt and blood, on the hem of his skirt and left.
It is normal to die when war breaks out. Even if I managed to escape, what awaited me would be hunger.
It wasn’t a girl.
He thought he was very lucky.
That would be the case, since there were corpses of monsters that looked appetizingly cut up in front of them.
He was lucky enough to pass a few villages and get some firewood from the still burning villages.
It wasn’t easy because I wasn’t used to it, but I cut the carcass and made it a good size to eat.
Jjiik-
The monster’s meat was ripped apart with an unpleasant sound.
He swallows it down his throat with a harsh breath.
Nausea was thick with a serious stinky smell, but I couldn’t spit it out.
He brushes his blood-soaked hair behind his ear and begins to eat it all up.
Repeat eating monsters and moving.
How many days have passed? It’s been quite a while since I started walking aimlessly, so I don’t remember much.
As I walked one, my heart was set on the building that I began to see in front of me.
After
“Orphan…orphanage…” I lost consciousness due to extreme fatigue.
Looking back, I guess that was when his luck ran out.
* * *
“Are you awake? Can I have some food?”
An old lady asked with a benevolent smile.
There was a warm meal in both hands.
As soon as she saw it, she hurriedly ate it, and the lady left without saying a word.
Although not soft, the soft bed and worn-out duvet made the girl feel happy.
But that was also there.
Until her body recovers, the benevolent lady pulled her hair and dragged her somewhere.
“Aww! Ugh…!”
“If you eat comfortably and rest, you should go to work. No, by the way, what bitch has so many scars on her face? You can’t even sell it to a brothel.”
The place he was dragged into was a dark cave.
The area was assigned to her who knew nothing.
Did you say it was a gold mine? You have to dig all the gold that comes out of this place to return to the orphanage.
Mining work is exhausting even for well-trained soldiers.
Of course, a child can’t do that.
When I returned with nothing in my hands, I started getting beaten.
At first, they were beaten with the big hands of adults, but gradually, as the days went by, they were beaten with blunt twigs and fire-heated iron.
After that, I tried to work hard because I was afraid of pain, but it didn’t make much of a difference.
I couldn’t even run away.
Tight guards were watching the workers in the gold mines so that they would not escape.
Seeing that desperate look, he bit his lip and worked.
A year has passed since the girl came to the orphanage.
* * *
An exhausted scream came from a corner.
“Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!”
His face is covered with burns all over his face.
Now, where the nose should have been, there was only an unknown hole, and only calluses that seemed to be thicker than the skin of most monsters.
His shoulders and back are lined with scars that are ugly to look at at a glance.
It was an element that showed what had happened to the girl in fragments over the course of a year.
The old woman clicked her tongue.
“Tsk tsk. getting pitiful Put a stamp on it and sell it to a slave dealer. There will be no more writing.”
The pain she had been pouring into herself until now stopped at one word from the old woman.
From then on, tidying up and being imprinted by the slave trader awaited the girl.
The day came not long after.
The hooked-nosed slave trader glanced at the girl’s face and shook his head.
“I want this… It’s too much for you to ask me to buy something like this.”
“Is that why you didn’t even allow engraving?”
“Hmm… Even if you factor in the price, it’ll be around three silver coins.”
“That’s enough. Come on, I’ll take you.”
“Then excuse me.”
The slave trader took out a small marble-like object with the horse and infused mana into it.
Letters began to appear on the girl’s palms and neck, and a terrifying pain as if she was tearing her flesh.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” I heard
the sound of scratching my vocal cords, and my body trembled like a spasm.
Would the process have been repeated three times?
The slave trader grabbed the girl’s hair with a grasping hand.
“Then let’s go. Please contact me if anything else comes in.”
“I will.”
three silver coins.
He was sold for just that money.
From a later date on, the girl came to hold a sword in her hand.
His face is disfigured by scars, so he cannot sell to prostitutes or work.
So, isn’t there only one option left?
Said the slave trader with a grim smile.
“From tomorrow, I will go to the battlefield. Go, disregard your life, swing your sword and come.”
The mouth moved freely due to the master and servant’s imprint.
“Ah… I see…”
As he answered, tears welled up in his eyes.
The root cause that brought you into this situation and the thing you hate the most.
The girl experienced war again.
