I’m a NEET but When I Went to Hello Work I Got Taken to Another World (LN)

Returning to the Adventurer Alliance, Sergeant, which was waiting. Follow the table in the corner of the hall.

"As I said earlier, I want you to be treated in the temple."

"Um, I'd like to turn to defense if I could."

I want experience. With Recovery Magic Level 5, there may be magic out there that can cure Mr. Orba's legs.

"I don't have enough healers at all. Have you seen the temple?

"Yes......"

I can't argue with that when they say so. The temple was flooded with injured people. No, if you just clean up over there, you might be able to turn it over to the defense.

"One more thing. I want to borrow Sati."

"Get Satie?

"That's right. With Sati's bow arm, it would help a lot in defense."

Satie standing in front of the enemy away from me? View Sati. Satti is staring at me too.

Of course, your husband's intentions take precedence.

Am I going to decide... somehow I thought Satie was something I'd always be with.

"Um, the danger..."

"Of course there is. But the situation is unforeseen. Now we need as much power as we can muster."

Speaking of which, Elizabeth looked terrible. I guess I squeezed my magic to the limit.

"Sati asks you to stay with me. I can't say I'll ever protect you, but when it's dangerous, I promise I'll let you get away with it first."

Sergeant, don't worry about which one is on...... don't worry? No, I'm still worried.

"I need you two to go to the treatment center for today. They don't attack much at night either. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning, so think about it by then."

"Yes, sergeant which"

Sergeant who breaks up with which and walks hand in hand with Satti on the road to the temple.

"Master Masaru. I'll go."

"Satti......"

"I've always been useless, I keep being told I'm wasting my time. I'm glad I can help you guys. I'm glad to be able to help you, Master Masal."

People in this world may be treating slaves like half things. But I'm Japanese. I can't split that far. You can't keep Satie tied to me forever.

"So. So..."

"Okay. But, Sergeant, where are you staying?

"Yes."

"You run away as soon as you're in danger or hurt."

"Yes."

"Then come back to me every day."

"Yes."

"Then... never die. You'll always be with me, won't you?

"Yes, Master Masal! We've been together forever!

When I entered the temple, there was an earlier cleric, so I spoke.

"Oh, earlier. Now what is it?

"Yes, I've been seconded by the Adventurer Guild as a healer, I'm Massal"

"Oh! That helps. As you can see, we have a lot of patients to treat, and our magic is already at its limit."

"It's a waste of time. Let's get you treated right away."

"Um. Something about me too..."

"Satie's gonna be in defense in the morning, right? You should rest."

Soothing sati. Hmm. I think you should really rest.

"Then can I ask you to help me with my treatment? It would be helpful if you could clean up those who are injured or prepare water or meals."

"If that's about it. Well, then, Satie, think about tomorrow and leave your strength behind."

"Yes!"

Drop off Satti, who went to help the other priests, and look over the hall of the temple again. There are a lot of people in the hall sleeping right on the floor, and they are all badly injured and unable to move. All of this? Area heel. I've never used it before but would you like to try it?

"So can we start with this one?

"No, I'll use area heels"

"Top of the line...... hey. One moment, please. We'll gather patients from elsewhere."

Soldiers and adventurers came in as they waited. Some are supported, but mostly walk properly on their own. Was the person with relatively minor injuries elsewhere? There's a lot of them? I guess the clergyman thought that too.

"Um, a lot more, but will it be okay?"

"Uh, let's do it anyway. If you can't, I'll do it individually."

Wouldn't they be mad if this didn't work? You've never used area heels, have you?

"Well... this is just the first time you've failed, don't be angry."

"Yeah, yes. Absolutely. I was just wondering if I was a little overcrowded, too."

A cleric who understands the story. All right, if that's what you're saying, why don't you do it?

The hall of the temple is full of people and bothered. No one is paying attention here. Let's do it now.

Range is this hall. Strength is... some people are quite seriously injured, so should we strengthen them? [Area heel] Start chanting -

Hmm, that's a long chant after all. Plus it's kind of glowing around my body...

Looks like some of them noticed this way. Quickly. - The chant is complete. Activate!

For a moment the entire hall is enveloped in light. Did you succeed? Oh, the guy who was badly injured in front of me is up. Looks like it worked.

"It's healing..." "What..." "The cleric's cure?" "The wound is gone!

I'm already hiding behind the clergy. I tried not to show you the trick of being a magical chant, and I'm dressed as a normal adventurer with my sword on my back in the first place. Even those who were nearby and watched won't know inside.

"Um, I don't like to stand out. Please stay informed. And don't you delude me properly?

"Yep. Gohongo hong. Oh. Right. Yes! God's miracle has healed your wounds! We have God's protection. Come on, healed people, go fight again. That's what God wants."

"Ooh." "A miracle!" "God bless......" "We can fight! We can fight again." "Cleric! Cleric!" "God! Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

Something everyone is paying attention to the clergy. I'm with you, Cleric. Wow! And I sent Yale. I'm sorry I stood out like when Angela did. I was wearing a mask in clergy clothes then. You want to try that again?

"Um, it's like I did something, but it's like I embezzled the handles..."

Yeah, I've been whispering and blurring.

"That's okay. That's okay. I told you I hate to stand out. If you get too much attention, you may get nervous and can't use the magic well. Please keep it up."

"Ha. Are you sure..."

"I'm a little tired for now, so could you give me a break?

Is it because I used big magic? I still have a little MP left, but it's a little sloppy. Or because the carriage rocked me for about two days. I didn't get much sleep.

"Oh! I didn't realize this. This way, please."

Satti sees it as something to help. In the meantime, Satti left it there and was guided to the room following the cleric. I'm served tea. Magi tea. Yeah, yum.

"And what a great cure. We don't have many users in the Great Temple."

There are some... then I wish that person would come.

"Because this is a danger zone. If you're in Wangdu, you're back, and many of the lovers who want to come here..."

That's right. I didn't want to come without Elizabeth either.

"All right, I got some rest and it's easier. Let's treat it."

I took a cup of tea and got a little cheerful.

"Is that enough? With all that magic..."

"Yeah, there's still magic there. Can't I borrow more cleric clothes than that? It's a little bit of a cure for this outfit."

Those who are treated better in cleric clothing than adventurers bearing swords will feel at ease.

"Right. Then use mine. Because you seem to have the same physique."

"Thank you. Don't you have another mask or something? I used to mask and hide my face when I was treating him in Siori town."

"Ohhhhhh. That! Was that Master Masaru! It was a rumor! Nobody knew who he was just with the travel priest!

Wow, do it. Is that what's happening...... but the Temple people, you kept it a proper secret.

"Um, excuse me. Please keep that to yourself. As I said earlier, it doesn't stand out."

"Of course it is. Nobody knows who they are. A priest on a journey treats the people free of charge. No, it's romance. No, no, I know! It's not for anyone!

I really need you...

Receive the white robe cleric clothes, think about it for a second. Keep your protective gear intact, store only your weapons, and wear it from the top. You should be able to fight at any time.

"I'll give you those clothes, so please keep them."

"Is that okay?

"Yes, Master Masal would be honored to use it!

"Um, normally, please. I'm younger, even if it's called Masaru."

"Really? Then with Lord Massal."

"Ha. That's about enough."

"Oh, my name is Danilo. Please, call me Danilo."

"Uh, you're Mr. Danilo."

It's Danilo.

"In Lord Danilo..."

"I wish I could call it off," he says, handing me the mask. He's the type of guy whose face is about half hidden with a mask just for the eye area.

"Um. Why is there always a mask in the temple?

Even the temple over there came right out. Is there a lot of people with that kind of hobby?

"It's for the ritual. That mask mimics the face of God."

I see. Sounds like an energetic aspect to use in divinity. Put on a mask and wear a cleric hat too.

"Yeah, yeah. It looks good on you. The priest who hid who he was! Nice. I'd like to try it too."

Lord Danilo is very grumpy. This fort, it's about to fall, isn't it? You know this guy...

"Then will you do it in the treatment room? Earlier, the treatment went a long way."

Making a treatment room feels similar. Lord Danilo followed me to the treatment.

The minor wounds were left to other clerics to send in the severely wounded. I cured them all up in the hall, so they see that and the other healers are hanging in there. But still, additional injuries keep coming. Fighting is still taking place on the walls, isn't it? Imagine that and it gets a little scary.

Ask about the front lines while treating soldiers and adventurers. The enemy says the oak is the main mix of goblins, trolls, harpies, orgasms, Lizardmans and other monsters like they've never even heard of.

Why is there such a mixed group? Isn't that what you hear? I was told. Is it because it was the soldiers and adventurers at the bottom who asked? Or is that kind of perception normal?

Anyway, the front line is forcing a tough fight. Many lives were lost in the attack at the beginning, and the walls, although first aid was given, do not know when they will be broken again. They breathe a sigh when they are blind or dark at night, too, but in the morning the fierce battle begins again.

The number of enemies is high. Too many. There has never been a decrease in arrows or magic attacks from the walls. The magic runs out. The arrow also makes me uncomfortable. Monsters try to get over the walls using ladders and squares, sometimes hit by empty monsters such as enemy arrows, magic, and flying harpies, and this one goes down in number.

But you can't abandon this place. When they pull out the fort, there is a vast realm of kingdoms to come. And then you'll be ravaged all you want. The adventurer's arrival was good news, but the situation still doesn't get better. The arrival of the Royal Army is in a few days. You have to endure it at all costs...

This is how he masks and hits treatment, but the patient doesn't seem to be particularly concerned. It doesn't seem particularly uncomfortable because many clerics put on masks when it comes to festivals and rituals. This will prevent your face from selling to adventurers and soldiers. Satti has been so prominent lately that I don't want to stand out too much myself.

But when I'm treating him, there are other clerics and healers coming to see me. Sometimes I say two or three words. It is a story of nothing in particular. How's it going? What's your name?

I hear stories like "That's...", "The Journey's...", "It was true...", "Give me top healing skills..." etc.

"Um. You're talking about a travel cleric, you're shutting me up, aren't you?

……

……

"It's not! Because I never said it from this side! Everyone seems to think of that story when it comes to clerics with good arms and hidden faces. This is close to the town of Siorii. So they ask me, and I can't lie, and, you know, I can't be deluded..."

"Did I say that?

"I didn't say it! But even if you shut up, if you answer you can't say it, you can't deny it, in the end..."

I see. This would be a bad idea to blame Lord Danilo.

"Um. Can you at least ask those people to stop talking? I don't care if you don't tell me about the town of Siorii anymore."

"Okay. Let me get this straight!," he snuck out of the treatment room looking somewhat happy.

This prevented me from selling my face to adventurers and soldiers, but now you think we're going to be talking about it among the priests? Which would have been better?

In the end, I wondered if this one would be better for a small number of people who could stop talking, and I stopped thinking and continued to treat them.

After a while Lord Danilo returned.

"I've stopped talking. There won't be any leaks outside."

Hmm? Externally?

"Well, it's just hard to lay down a full warrant... but I promise you, Lord Masal will never come up with a name."

Can't you help it to that extent? How would you stand out if you were masked and treated like this? Is there a more discreet way? Why don't you just go in the box and get your hands on it? No. Now I'm going to be famous as a weird healer who goes in a box and treats me.

I wonder if I could try plastic surgery. It seems like it would be this fantasy world if there was some kind of magic that would change its appearance. Let's ask Elizabeth next time.

"A mysterious journey cleric who hides his identity and doesn't ask for anything in return, just treats him even! No one will know who it is, and we will continue our journey."

Hey, wait a minute. What did you explain and stop talking about?

"It's like I just said."

"Um, I'm just a healer. I'm not traveling, and I've been sent here by my guild to get paid properly, right?

"Again. You rarely see so much healing. And how virtuous of you not to hide your face and hide your identity and ask for any fame. Lord Masaru is a wonderful man!

"Oh, what do you name it?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. Temple of the Priest."

I can't do anything anymore. I did it because I didn't want to stand out, but I think I got to stand out extra. Let's at least hope the people here have a hard mouth...