Chapter 32 - Unexpected Guest
Chapter 32 of "Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God" kicks off revealing secrets: A gust of cold wind blew outside again, and the Maiden Priestess involuntarily tightened her... Keep reading!
A gust of cold wind blew outside again, and the Maiden Priestess involuntarily tightened her cloak, unaware of how long she had dozed off.The logs in the fireplace were nearly burned out, leaving only a low glow.
If it werenāt for the sound of branches tapping against the window waking her up, she would have let the cold wind seep into her body, guaranteeing a runny nose tomorrow.
She wasnāt afraid of catching a cold or having a fever; driving away such minor illnesses was a breeze for her.
But if the High Priest found out that she had dozed off during the night shift, she was bound to get a scolding and be punished to copy prayers several times over.
As the Maiden Priestess added more wood to the fireplace, she joined her hands towards the oak outside the window and said, āGrandpa Oakā¦
you are generous and forgivingā¦
please forgive my ignoranceā¦
for mistakenly taking your kindness for something else.
The day after tomorrow, I will definitely water you with two extra buckets and give you an extra bucket of fertilizer!ā
With the flames in the fireplace rising again, the temperature in the hall gradually warmed up, and sleepiness once again reached its evil hand towards the Maiden Priestess.
The Maiden Priestess patted her cheeks and cheered herself on, saying, āAnna, hold on, you must hold on.
You canāt slack off just because the High Priest isnāt hereā¦
You have toā¦
Ahā¦
Itās over, itās all overā¦
The High Priest is definitely going to kill me this timeā¦ā
Anna, who had just sat down, suddenly jumped up from her seat like she was pricked by a needle, screaming miserably.
During her previous drowsy sleep, she had used the Prayer Scripture as a pillow, and half of it was soaked with her saliva; many of the ink marks had already spread.
āWhat to doā¦
what to doā¦
this is the High Priestās favorite bookā¦
If she finds out I peekedā¦
sheās definitely going to kill meā¦
what to doā¦ā The Maiden Priestess was about to cry out, hastily wiping it with a handkerchief, but the more she wiped, the worse it smeared, āItās over, itās all overā¦
Anna, you idiotā¦
youāve messed up againā¦
The High Priest is definitely going to kick me out of the churchā¦
Mom and dad would certainly kill meā¦ā
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Just as the Maiden Priestess was frantically spinning in circles, the heavy church doors really began to make noise.
The Maiden Priestess was startled to jump three feet high.
It couldnāt be the High Priest returning, could it?
No, no, thatās impossible.
The town the High Priest went to was struck by a plague, a troublesome one.
Without ten days to a fortnight, itās definitely not going to be resolved.
It has to be a sick person, no doubt, someone seeking help. Follow current novels on É“ovį“l_Firį“.É“et
āWaitā¦
waitā¦
Iāll be there right awayā¦ā The Maiden Priestess hastily closed the Prayer Scripture with a slap, straightened her appearance, and tried to display a serious and mature demeanor as best as she could.
However, paired with her baby-faced, round cheeks, this demeanor gave off an indescribable impression.
The Maiden Priestess had already opened the church door a crack, then she remembered something and slammed it shut again, saying in disarray, āWait a little longer, just a little longerā¦ā
Fortunately, the person outside was quick on their feet; otherwise, the heavy church door would have come into intimate contact with their forehead.
The Maiden Priestess opened the small window on the church door and peered outside while cautiously inquiring, āWhatā¦
what do you need?ā
āI am an Adventurerā¦
I am seeking helpā¦
I have a companion who is badly woundedā¦ā The person outside said weakly, looking thoroughly exhausted as if they had traveled a great distance.
āSo youāre an adventurerā¦ā Upon hearing āadventurerā, the maiden priestessās eyes grew even rounder, āAre youā¦
are you a good person?ā
Would a bad person admit they are bad?
Outside the door, Gaven almost let out a laugh.
That mature, steady, experienced guy had been so innocent in his youth.
If not for the name, characteristics, and background fitting perfectly, he almost thought he had found the wrong person.
Hold it in, hold it in, you must hold it in.
The act must be complete.
Gaven responded seriously, āYour door is open.
If I were a bad person, I would have charged in long ago.ā
āThatās true, haha!ā The maiden priestess behind the door, embarrassed, stuck out her pink tongue, apologizing as she opened the door, āIām sorry, Iām sorry, sorry.
Itās my first timeā¦
on night duty by myself, and Iām still not too skilledā¦
It will get better in the futureā¦
Please, Adventurer, come in and warm upā¦
warm upā¦
Iāll go get you a glass of waterā¦ā
The main reason was Gavenās clean, somewhat delicate features, which were very deadly.
According to the maiden priestess, he didnāt look like a bad person.
āNo need to go to the trouble, saving lives is urgent.
My brother is still out in the icy wilderness, waiting for me to bring someone to rescue him.
If itās not too much trouble for you, Priest, please bring your gear and come with me.
Afterwards, I will surely reward you handsomely,ā Gaven said as he walked into the modest little chapel.
In the center stood a statue of Ilmater, the God of Suffering.
It was unimpressive outside, but inside it was clean and cozy, with just the right temperature, completely unreflecting of the bone-chilling cold of early spring outside.
āWait just a moment, I will gather my equipment,ā said the young priestess as she hurried to the back.
āBring more healing potions, and it would be best to change your gear too.
Itās better to bring an extra change of clothes, after all, it is early spring.
The nights may be very cold, but by noon, the sun can be scorching hot and very intense,ā Gaven followed behind the maiden priestess, suggesting advice in a convincing manner.
The expression on his face said, Iām an adventurer, I know outdoor life well, follow my lead and you wonāt go wrong.
āI see, no wonder you are an Adventurer, you think of everything,ā the maiden priestess nodded repeatedly, quickly pulling out a large backpack commonly used by the High Priest when going out, and started packing according to Gavenās advice.
After some thought, the maiden priestess took a set of keys and unlocked the High Priestās roomās potion cabinet, took a combat potion belt off the top, and strapped it around her waist, mumbling as she picked through the various potions.
āIn the wilderness, you absolutely canāt just bring healing potions.
Potions for auxiliary spells are also very important.
If possible, you should bring more.
This time we suffered because we didnāt bring enough potions.
We didnāt expect that among the group of jackalweres, thereād be one empowered by demonic strength, a Purgatory Jackal Person,ā Gaven said while picking a potion for treating serious wounds and gulping it down.
His face, which had been a bit pale, instantly flushed with color.
They were playacting for real, having indeed fought a bloody battle with a group of jackalweres and then traveled over ten kilometers through the night, with all their magic potions used up.
āIām sorryā¦
so sorry, itās reallyā¦
really my fault, I didnāt noticeā¦
that Adventurer, youāre injuredā¦
Itās trulyā¦
truly negligent of me.
Iāllā¦
right nowā¦
Iāll castā¦
cast healing spells for you,ā the maiden priestess apologized profusely, hands and feet in disarray as she prepared to cast the spell, her nervousness causing her to stutter once again.