It's Munchkin Healer

Kugu... Bam! Boom!

The giant tartarus has collapsed.

The whole square is ringing and the white dust is blowing, and Pierre commands his troops with one remaining arm.

“Back off! Protect the wounded!”

“Yuck!! ”

Yoon-ha also withdrew, dragging the fallen paladin.

About 10 minutes since a man like him fell.

The cracks begin to crack on the black wall, and the lofty tartarus collapses.

Knng... Knng...

“Bailiff! There's a lot of wounded inside! ”

“Survivors first! Get back to safety! ”

“Yes!”

By Pierre's command, many paladins have retreated.

First, I had to live with the living.

Bang, bang!

Then the heavy footsteps rang.

“Huh?"

“Whole body!”

It was Nergüi who pierced the cloudy dust.

Nergui walks out slowly with dozens of people strapped to his shoulders.

Then I walked to a safe place and lowered the paladins.

“Go, thank you! I never thanked you for your help in the battle... I am Pierre, the High Priestess Executioner! It's an honor to be with you! ”

Pierre reaches out his hand with a clear face.

“ ……. ”

Nevertheless, Nergui, who glimpsed him, passed him without a word.

“Phew... You're too quiet. Do you know Mr. Shido? ”

Yoon Ha, who was sweating, asked.

The white priest's uniform was tangled with black dust and became dirty.

“Well, maybe you're tired. Well, it's true that you helped us. ”

Pierre scratches his head with a nice smile.

And I looked at the crumbling tartars.

How high it was still crumbling.

“You and the saint will be safe, right? ”

“I hope she's okay.... ”

Pierre and Yoon Ha mutter.

Boom, boom!

Finally, the top floor crashes.

Fragments and debris are blown away, and the surviving troops stream to a worried face.

“Hey, it's Halo! ”

However, two lights spread through the cloudy dust.

Yellow halo, even in the dark dust.

The dust settles, revealing the two of them standing close to each other on the debris.

It was clean without a scratch.

“Stop, the Son is alive! ”

“The Holy Spirit is with you! ”

“You have won! ”

“I believed you, damn it! ”

The troops on the ground cheer.

Khh. This is the end. Even in a situation like that, there's warmth! I'm very satisfied!

Players who liked this ending were excited.

“Oh! You used to be so scared of me! What a kind of saint she is! ”

The player's shiny feet rolled.

“Hmmm, mmm. You're both safe. ”

Sid clears his throat and releases his grappling shoulder.

Mathis smiles, holding Sid's hand, trying to back off.

“Everyone's looking for you. Go down.”

“Whatever. They're looking for you. Anyway, I'm going to run for my life. Run the priesthood by yourself. ”

Hehe. You just ran away after all this?

“Well, I don't know if I can get away with it. ”

The thief and Mathis smile.

Pierre comes forward and kneels.

Unlike just now, the face that I reunited with Sid glowed with faith and admiration.

“I'm glad you're okay! The misunderstanding and disrespect of the saint. Forgive me for all those who fought here! ”

“Good to have you back! ”

“Well done!”

Starting with Pierre, all the paladins fell to their knees.

I felt like I was enjoying this atmosphere rather than being forced into it.

“And Holy Lady. ”

Pierre's gaze then turned to Mathis.

But I lost my horse.

It was because Mathis was so beautiful without his crude mask.

Pierre opens his mouth, calming his throbbing chest.

“I was deceived by a fake saint and failed to serve her! My apologies!”

“My apologies!”

All the paladins and priests shouted.

Elves who are not part of the priesthood noticed beautifully, but they glanced at the image of the holy woman.

“Wow... Was he like that before? Aren't you poor?”

“Cool, cool... ”

It was the Elves who saw Mathis.

Wait, look to the right.

Then the voice of the thief said:

Between the players congratulating on finishing the raid, the thief mutters in a low voice.

You see that? That shiny place over the wreckage.

Sid turns his head to see if the bandits are pointing.

There was a glowing floor just like the one before.

It was a place where the power of the sacred objects remained.

You'll want to hear a lot of things. You'd better get it done quickly. Isn't that right?

“Of course. It can't end well. Mathis, you go first. ”

Sid nods and answers.

This froze Mathis' eyes.

“Yes? You're running away now? ”

“Yes? Why am I running away? ”

“I ran away earlier.... ”

“That's a joke. You see that?”

Sid points to a white glowing floor.

Then he whispered in Mathis' ear.

“I'll take a trust from there. You know what I'm saying? ”

“Oh, yes. ”

Mathis understood what I was saying.

But I felt a burden on the crowd below.

“But I was alone with them……. ”

“They're also waiting for you. They're the ones who fought for you. Accept it. It'll be easier than you think. ”

Sid looks away with a big smile.

Mathis hesitates for a moment and heads down toward the paladins.

The paladins were kneeling on their knees.

“Thank goodness you're okay! ”

“It's so good to see you! ”

“Holy Lady!"

The joyful voices rang out.

‘Phew……. ’

Mathis takes a short breath.

Everyone here was looking at themselves.

My heart was pounding in this situation.

At first I felt a beating heart as a person, and when I fell from Tartarus, I felt a beating heart as a woman.

And now I feel a beating heart as a saint.

All this touching and overwhelming was entirely his own.

“Are you hurt?”

Mathis comes down and asks.

Pierre shakes his head with surprised eyes.

“Oh, no! This kind of injury... to other priests... ”

“Great Hill. ”

Paan!

The bright yellow glow flashes and Pierre's arm is restored.

All the paladins and priests have brightened their faces with the same skill as the Saint's symbol.

Mathis walks among the troops, feeling a beating heart.

The troops I once saw beyond the White Cloth.

The troops I saw a little while ago.

I have now faced no obstacles.

“Everyone, come here! Dangerous casualties first. Dangerous lives first! Loser! I'll heal you! ”

Mathis shouts with a giant sickle.

The troops dared refuse to be healed by the saint, but Mathis recovered the fallen.

All healing was no longer painful.

Every time I healed one of them, I felt overwhelmed.

“Thank you for helping us. I will never forget your commitment. ”

The elves behind were also healed by the Holy Spirit.

The elf, who was healed by her, mutters in a dazzling voice.

“It's a saint... ”

“So it's a saint, or something. ”

“I want to join the priesthood.... ”

“Is this crazy? ”

“Hail, Holy Mother! ”

“Hail!"

Against the charm of the saint, even the Elves came out to join the priesthood.

“Holy woman! You didn't come down! What's going on up there……. ”

Pierre rushes in with his troops organized.

Seeds sitting on the debris haven't come down yet.

Mathis looks at Sid sitting on the collapsed debris.

and replied with a light smile.

“I can't take the trust anymore. ”

“What? You can't get a trust? ”

Surprised Pierre asked.

But her words were not the end.

“But you can have it. He's still receiving the trust. ”

After defeating Kronos, Mathis thinks.

What leads the priesthood?

What unites the priests and makes their actions special.

It was a trust.

Although it was a trust cast and struck by the ‘players’ that Sid spoke of, the priesthood had built up faith and continued to believe with that one trust.

So I couldn't throw it away.

As long as the Guardian informs us, Sid, who is speaking now, is in the process of receiving a trust.

“The trust that leads the priesthood in the future will be handed down by the saint. All we have to do is trust him and follow him. Like today, we fight for the right thing. ”

“I can't believe the Son receives the trust.... ”

“Do you trust her? Ugh... ”

Pierre and Yoon Ha opened their mouths.

What do you mean, trust? What do you mean, the saint gets the trust?

What the…….

But the player is in a frenzy.

I didn't know what was going on.

Sir, isn't there something wrong? Trust doesn't exist! Just what the king said through the mouth of the saint…….

No way...

Does the saint have a player? That player plays the same trick as the Great King? You're giving information to your warriors?

Surprised voices shout.

Yoon looked at Sid with round eyes.

Yoon-ha was not the only one who saw the world with those eyes.

We just met. Saint has players, too.

The priest's voice answered.

There was chaos in this voice.

You're saying that the player does the trick, not the giver?

Did you beat him with a trick?

Oh, my goodness. I somehow defeated the Great King.

Hey, guys. For God's sake or not, what's the point? In the end, it was the Saint's Player who stopped this nonsense!

The priest shouted in a resolute voice.

And he recited his thoughts.

Besides, without a trust, the priesthood can't last. That's what makes our priesthood so special. And the king is more than just a chance. They were trying to create nonsense like that, create dangerous monsters that could monopolize the points, even start a war. If there are players with the same abilities, we just want them to be used in the right place this time. The Greek fraternity might feel a little devastated, but the meaning is also somewhat confusing.

Well... you're right. Without a trust, you won't be able to play like you used to. It might be better to have someone with similar abilities....

That's great! We'll just have to get rid of what we saw and start anew listening to the Saint's Trust. If things get big, then we fight again!

Well, let's do it! It's better than starting over!

Many voices advocated.

It was like the king's trust or the saint's trust, so let's keep it that way.

“ ……. ”

Meanwhile, a short distance away, Nergui sits on both legs.

Nergui looks at Sid with his hammer down.

The haylo of Sid shines over the dizzily collapsed tartarus.

Tylon?

The lime beside you approaches.

What are you thinking? It looked like this.

“ ……. ”

But Nergui does not answer.

The blood boiling from the battle subsides, and many thoughts come to my mind.

He must have pushed himself into the cliff.

All the memories are as clear as they just came back to life.

The boiling blood sank, and I felt strange.

I did not resent Sid for being so hateful.

Moreover, you hear no whispering, be strong.

What could be the reason for this?

Just dead or alive?

Of course, his player, Nordic listening, disappeared, but Nergui felt a complex emotion.

Tylon?

The lime below approaches.

Nergui was not a good match for Lime.

Maybe he smashed himself with a lightning hammer before.

However, Nergui's expression was mild.

Lime's head with something refined (?).

“Don't look at me like that. I feel different from before. ”

I smiled as I spoke.

Never seen before.

It was a very natural smile.

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