Chapter 501
Chapter 501. A Peaceful Three-Person Trip
— The sun shone brightly.
The clear lake reflected the blue sky and white clouds.
And against such a refreshing landscape—
A pale-faced priest disembarked from the ship onto the dock.
Normally, that intelligent-looking face would surely carry an overly confident expression.
But right now, he looked as ghostly as if all the blood had drained from his face.
“Ugh… uuuuuh… Orororor…”
The young priest buckled over weakly and started to reverse his meal.
“Are you okay~…?”
A girl, likely a priestess apprentice, rubbed his back with a worried expression. Her priestess outfit was a bit oversized, probably because she had recently grown taller.
“I’m fine… Nina-chan… I’ll fix it soon…”
Wiping his mouth and taking a breath, the young man infused light magic into his hands and cast a healing miracle on himself.
“Huff… Finally calming down…”
“Do you need to rinse your mouth?”
The young man, looking gaunt, received a water pouch from a slightly frail woman, who bore a resemblance to the girl, suggesting they were mother and daughter.
“Thank you, Isabella-san…”
The young priest rinsed his mouth with the water pouch.
“Even Edgar-san has things he can’t handle, huh~?”
The girl named Nina said, sounding impressed.
“Of course, there are one or two things I can’t handle. But I was surprised; since it’s an inland lake, there shouldn’t have been much rocking, but I got seasick anyway…”
He chuckled wryly as he glanced back at the moored passenger ship.
His name was Edgar Wakonan, a high priest.
— As a rare example of a ‘Late Blooming Hero,’ he was tasked with delivering Nina alongside Isabella to the Holy Kingdom.
Of course, it wasn’t just about delivering her; he’d also have to explain how Nina awakened her holy attributes again—but Edgar was convinced he would come to know the secrets of those holy attributes through this experience.
Having switched carriages or walked eastward across the continent, it had already been about a month since they left Tritus Principality.
If it were only Edgar, he could have moved faster. However, Nina was still a freshly adult girl, and Isabella, who had long suffered from tuberculosis, couldn’t be pushed too hard.
Furthermore, due to the collapse of the Night Elf’s intelligence network, the transport of supplies to the front lines and the retrieval of wounded soldiers had become active. With the sabotage of carriages near the front lines greatly reduced, stable transport and treatment in the rear became possible, leading to carriages frequently spotted returning from the front loaded with supplies and wounded soldiers.
They couldn’t simply hitch a ride on a carriage piled high with wounded soldiers, so Edgar and the others were forced to nearly walk all the way until they were far from the ‘front line.’
(And finally, we reached the western shore of Aulitos Lake, and I was glad we could move smoothly by ship…)
But alas, seasickness struck. It seemed Edgar was sensitive to the slight sway.
“I’ve been on riverboats numerous times and even been out to sea. Why does this minor rock make me sick…?”
He tilted his head, unable to understand.
“Hahaha, it happens sometimes, priest!”
“That’s just how it is; you can’t help it!”
Some sailors nearby overheard Edgar and smiled sympathetically.
“Still, if you can use healing miracles, shouldn’t seasickness be an easy fix?”
One of the sailors asked with curiosity.
“Yup, sure I can heal it! But I keep feeling sick again right after, so it doesn’t really help. It’s like being poisoned and only treating the symptoms without neutralizing the poison—ultimately, you need to deal with the cause!”
Nina puffed up her chest and explained ahead of Edgar. “Wow,” “Is that so?” they responded with newfound trivia, intrigued.
Edgar and Isabella exchanged glances and chuckled. They hadn’t just been walking all this time; Nina had been learning various things from Edgar as someone belonging to the Holy Church.
She was indeed eager—if not desperately so.
To become a splendid hero.
“By the way… what a lively city this is.”
Isabella marveled at the bustling port filled with countless merchants and sailors amidst the many passenger and transport ships.
“I heard rumors, so I thought it would be more… run-down.”
“Well, yeah, considering what happened…”
“Everyone was on the lookout for a while, but now it’s even more lively than before.”
The sailors shrugged slightly, looking a bit awkward.
Edgar also took a fresh look at the cityscape.
No—he seemed to be peering beyond the lined buildings, trying to See the neighborhoods of the city.
“This is… Kaemuran, huh.”
Edgar muttered with a grim expression.
The city that the Kaizaan Empire sought to invade.
And the land where Zilbagias, the Demon Lord’s Prince, brought forth a rain of blood.
