Adventurers Who Don’t Believe in Humanity Will Save The World

The disturbance over Stepping Man came to an end, but it didn't clear up until the end of the aftermath. It means that it comes to an end to come to a conclusion about what needs to be done next knowing what has happened, and implementing the conclusion always comes with trouble. That was the same for Zem and for the residents of the construction abandonment zone.

"Sorry to bother you."

"Are you..."

Before the door of Nargarva's former treatment room, Zem visited alone. While the master of the room disappeared and was no longer in need, for some reason there were many people in the vicinity who wandered. There will be ten of them even if Zem just counts all the time. One of them had an acquaintance with Zem. The man who was managing the joint cemetery.

"Excuse me. What was your name?

"Ah, oh. Speaking of which, you didn't name it. It's Rabe."

"Thank you for your help before.... So, did you get hurt? For now, I'm here to see who I was treating, so let's set the order."

"Yes, is that good...? We don't have a match."

Zem laughs bitterly at Rabe's honest attitude. "Speaking of which, Mr. Tiana had a good impression on him, too," he recalled.

"I took care of the patient here for a while, so I brought up his notes and materials. I was in a hurry and promised, and I remember who I was dealing with."

"Yeah, speaking of which, I hear you talked about that... but we all thought you'd be able to buck it, didn't we?

"I was a little overwhelmed by that idea, too."

"Dude..."

Ignoring Rabe's confusion, Zem invited all the humans in front of the door into the treatment room.

All of them, some kind of injury.

I guess I've come to the hope that Nargarva might be.

While Zem's arrival flowed a strange relief, there was just a little disappointment there.

Probably finally figured it out. He said the master of the room would never come here again.

"It helps to heal my injuries. It helps..."

Rabe told Zem in a badly chopped tone.

Probably a fight or some kind of wound. I have blue bruises on my forehead.

"You're welcome. This is a wound you've been beaten recently...... let's take a big look. It will heal quickly, but you should be careful with your head injury."

"I will. You don't stay here all four or six hours like Dr. Nargarva."

"Right."

"You're not going to stay here? Regardless of the people who are here right now, I think there are people who can reward me..."

"Excuse me."

"Well...... right. If you're the kind of person who lives here, the exception was like Dr. Nargarva. I'll be patient."

Rabe gave up sighing.

"I'd rather ask him the other way around, but he... we were the ones who tried to capture Mr. Nargava and as a result led to his death. Don't you have a grudge?

"That's right."

"I guess."

It looked like Nargarva had already known about how he was caught and died.

The fact that the cleric who was broke was kidnapping a child was just too scandalous content. Somehow involved people would ask for information about Nargarva. Zem felt smudged that no door could stand in a person's mouth.

"But... we all thought he was going to die or disappear somehow. There were signs that he was suddenly going to be gone. Weirdly repugnant."

"It's... yeah, I kind of get it"

"I didn't, so it's just the guys who get stuck with something. I don't know when I'll be gone forever."

"As for the injury side, it's a problem."

"If you think so, it would help if you stay here."

Zem flushed Rabe's sarcastic eyes.

"I'm not a bona fide cleric, I'm an adventurer."

"I guess."

"So let's bring someone who's supposed to be here. So why don't you make it a good one?"

"Who should come here......?

"Is it easy to understand someone who's not a broken cleric like me or Mr. Nargarva?"

Leaving room for Rabe's perplexity, Zem was straining his calm calculations.

"That's why I need you to introduce me."

"To? Introduction?

"I'm a cleric who comes here to" Purify Fire ". I wanted to be kind to him."

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The labyrinth city has branches of all the temples of the Four Pillars God.

Of course, it doesn't mean there are only four temples. More than ten places exist in the Temple of Medler alone. The Temple of Medler was often co-located in labyrinth city schools, and Zem, broken from the Temple of Medler, looked at them with somewhat more complicated eyes.

And there are also many temples of Lowell that broke Nargarva. Because if a merchant exchanges testimonies, marriages or pageants of more than a certain status, the Lowell clergy squeaks out. Opportunities for expanding business and preaching the dignity of God are rolling into labyrinth cities.

But it was neither of them who now have Zem, the branch of the Temple of Bair dedicated to the Toyoshi God Bair.

"... so you think Taru, the Temple Branch Manager, can listen to a broken cleric or something?

"Is that about me? Or about Mr. Nargarva?

"... both!

A man with a stern face yelled.

He had the look of anger coming out of the hot air.

This man was Rupard, Branch Manager of the Temple of Bair branch.

"Yeah, you Rabe guy. Why did you send such a man... when he said it was his business to keep him out?"

"Fair enough, calm down. I'm not asking you to listen to anything. For some reason, if we were to resume cooking and medical treatment in the abandoned construction area, this would be a great opportunity, and that's what I'm proposing."

Zem noticed that there were many trips to and from the construction abandonment area. It's about the strangeness of the situation where there are clerics in and out performing "Purge Fire" while only a former cleric of a broken outlaw named Nargarva is in and out of practice.

Fire Purification is a specialized skill that only some clerics can use. The fact that it is being done means that the Temple humans are in and out without problems. Nonetheless, Nargarva was securing her own room to practice. It's not about what the Temple is supposed to do.

"What a great opportunity. Those who tried to operate there are in terrible sight. Chasing them off all the time. Even Purifying Fire is as much as I'd really like to say no.... I just have to do it because I have trouble letting a body go on a boulder. If a dispatched cleric is abused, Noon stops dispatching whoever tells him what to do."

Rupard is the head of the temple here. Most importantly, this branch is small in size. To the extent that thirty people are present or not, the main activity would be to perform coronations and worship of the inhabitants of the Baer Divinity living in the vicinity. Originally in addition to such day-to-day tasks, the sect carries out its own services.

"So you're threatening to stay calm."

"That's right. It's hard to pull a complete hand because someone has to do it anyway. But I don't want to be insulted."

Rupard says away with a flashing face.

Zem heard it and didn't find it offensive. Rather, even Zem thinks Rupard's point is straightforward. Nargava or Zem himself who can adapt to that environment is more heretical. Zem even felt it was serious enough to send a cleric to speak of "purgatory fire". That's why Zem chose to visit this temple.

"You won't be able to expect a bounce, and getting in and out of there before then is a huge risk in itself. Mr. Nargarva is also sure of his strength. There would never have been anything licked."

"There are no such people. Even if you are, it's just those who have gone off the road like you. If you really want me to do it, I can do it myself. If you're recognized for your accomplishments, you may be able to return to the clergy."

Rupard sounds his nose and sarcasm away.

But Zem shook his head quietly.

"Not very untrained"

"Then it's about quitting the clergy's affair. It's just gonna cause trouble."

"Yes, so I'd like to propose as an adventurer. Why don't you hire me or someone like me as your escort?

To Zem's words, Rupard's eyebrows moved tingly.