Invincible Saint ~Salaryman, the Path I Walk to Survive in This Other World~

To find out the current state of the healing home I applied for two months ago, I was on a four-day trip to the healing home in the city of Melatoni, where I was accepted.

It was easier to get a blacksmith to make a horse painless and maintain his horseback riding posture, and he was progressing with heels and purifying magic on Forenoir.

I left three days ago and traveled in the form of a reverse walk down the route when I came to Shroud, the Holy City.

The reason is simple. Because this isn't a one-headed trip with me and one of the Forenoirs.

This time the companion was the blood of the white wolf who requested me to escort him.

"You finally see me, Holy Weird."

"Master Luciel has become great once and for all."

"That's the head of the Dos healing knight. We just expected it."

Mr. Bazan, Mr. Sequilos and Mr. Basra open their mouths in turn.

"Please stop using your name or street name. Especially Mr. Basra. How do you even know the latest and only the Knights know the street name!

"I asked the knights over there"

Ahead of Mr. Basra's gaze, there were three young cleric knights to protect the carriage. In that carriage are a few healers, including Mr. Jordo, who were appointed early members to accompany me to Yenis.

Yes, they nominally take the form of my men. Thus two knights rode horses, and they journeyed with two carriages and three horses, one for their lord and one for their lord Bazan.

Apparently he was getting along with them at some point.

"... I forgot to stop talking"

"Well, it would have been better than being hated, wouldn't it?

"That's right..."

The three of them laughed at me for being unfaithfully corrupt, and as I was moving forward, I saw a big city outer wall.

"City of Melatoni, I'm home."

There was still a distance, but I whispered.

Something is wrong when the gate approaches. I guess it's something I can't help but think it's strange.

Because it's also a festival? And so many people seemed to overflow with illusions.

"What is this?

"It would be amazing. This is all the people in the triumph of the Holy Weird Healer born of Meratoni's Adventurer Guild, isn't it?

"I think you can be proud. Well, when things get better, there's a whirlwind."

"When I arrived, I was contacted by this magic ball."

When I heard that, I thought, will this be how it feels for a man who has become a superstar to triumph? And we arrived in the city of Melatoni, feeling like some other human resources.

"Welcome back, Master Luciel, may I have your card?

That's what he called me when he first visited this city four years ago. He was also on this guard. I stepped down from the forenoir I was riding and offered the card.

"Good luck. Card."

When I said that and gave it to him, he carefully received it with both hands and returned it to me when I confirmed it.

"Sure, welcome home. Dear Holy Weird,"

That's what he said and let me in.

"Oops. Disciple. You wouldn't have missed a proper workout, would you?

"Of course it is. I can only imagine a future where Master Brodo is going to bump me out, and if I'm lazy, I'll be dead, won't I?

"Come on. Then I'll be at the Adventurer Guild training ground right now saying," Yes. Stop. Welcome home, Mr. Luciel. I'll go to the healer's guild first, and then I'll show the carriage people in the back to the inn, so that's it. "Shit."

Mr. Garba helped me where I would be taken to the battlefield at risk.

"Hey disciple. I'll give you your welcome party today, but I'll have Holy Weird's whimsical day in this city after this."

"Ha ha. You think I'm gonna give in with that intimidation?

"So? What are you gonna do?

"I would be grateful to drink that suggestion"

"Okay. Then go to the Healer Guild."

Copy that, sir.

Thus me and all my men from the church were called out by a lot of people when I went to the Healer Guild, and I looked like the best I could do was follow them with a huge smile on my back guys anyway.

"It's been a long time since we've been here. Then let's go, gentlemen."

They will surely have an oasis here. With that in mind, I opened the door to the Healer Guild.

I doubted my eyes. I was more stunned than when I came back to town because the healer's guild, which was supposed to have been the impression of a dear bureau for some reason, welcomed us in a flashy cross section.

Master Luciel, a born S-class healer from the Guild Melatoni Branch, welcome home.

The moment I saw this, I consolidated, and now I don't want to be applauded and be in the healer's guild, but I have to... that's the atmosphere.

I decided to force myself to switch my laid back emotions into a poker face.

"Mr. Luciel. No, Master Luciel, welcome home."

It was Mr. Krull who welcomed me.

"... Oh, thank you. You've changed the mood of the Healer Guild."

"Hehe, thanks to Master Luciel, I turned thirty and became the guild master here, the branch manager. This is a woman's youngest record. I can't believe you're really going to raise my salary."

Excuse me. I just don't pull even if I'm suddenly greeted with that tension.

"... is... haha. Just how you feel is fine. Me and their procedures first, please."

"You're not getting along. Is that the secret to getting promoted to S-grade?

This is how my mental strength was shredded before I went through the process.

Meanwhile, Botakouri, the head of the city's largest healing center in Meratoni, which is supposed to welcome the Luciels, was rough in a private room in the healing home.

"Why? Why did I start saying that I would study the healer scene and the status quo in this city, and in my healing home? Could it be that you resent me? I'm sure you do. Soon after that, the Healer Guild Guild Master changed. The money had been taken out, so I'm sure that guy took away the money he would give to that kid. Hey, what am I supposed to do? Think."

He was reprimanding the slaves in front of him and the bodyguard mercenaries.

Botakouri said it was in a hurry.

Fly Luciel to headquarters. Normally, he will work at church headquarters for more than five years.

It is further assumed that there is basically no transfer to the place where the problem arose.

And yet Luciel came back in only two years.

That's not normal.

I'm sure he's trying to fit me in by being S-rated.

I think so. Botakouri didn't even care that his blood pressure was so high that he was desperate to figure out how to get past Luciel, who was that hypocrite kid.

There were no mercenaries there at the time, and the mercenaries didn't know Luciel, and they just didn't think about killing an S-class healer. The mercenaries were also people, and it was easy to imagine what would happen to their lives if they killed a healer liked by all those people.

And the Botakouri slaves, who were watching Botakouri who couldn't afford to be different than usual, decided to start planning to carry out an operation.