Chapter 136: Star Fall (19)

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Chapter 136: Star Fall (19)

Oh my, Ro Haram. What is

Its an ill omen. We must call a priest at

Whisper whisper, murmur murmur!

Hey, Notum. Can you, uh do something about your new friends? Maybe make them calm down a little

Grwur? Vuitum and Wotcha was always calm. Look. They are calm as shy newlywed. The other ones following the two of them are also cute and calm.

No, Im not talking about their personalityits that light! The ominous glow theyre letting off stands out too much in the dark! Look at all of the people staring! Do you know how many priests me and Borka stopped from using the [Turn Undead] spell?

Professor! Do not blame Notum for that! It is not her fault that her potential is beyond normal standards. Mmm One chunk of Moonstone, a bottle of Crystal Drop, and what was it? And where to find a soul powerful enough to handle that talent? Maybe if it is the elves

Aldrich continued to mumble to himself, and Notum followed behind him without much thought. And behind that was a crowd of spirits that followed Notum like a comets tail.

After deep contemplation and a majority vote to choose their next destination, the party is currently walking through the streets to the Lights Orders cathedral.

Tap!

Ive talked to the ones over there. When I told them we were part of the Lights Warriors party, they were praising us that there must be a powerful priest among us.

Good work, Borka.

It is my duty. I need to do at least this to feel less sorry for you. Technically speaking, the choice Captain made was also related to family, which you gave up for me.

Its not family! I was just thinking of the strategic value the Eastern Desert Nations have and that we can use the relations with a person within those forces to make an easier arrangement with them!

Hahahah! Of course they are family once you promised faithful love to them! It was beautiful watching you hold back your urges and make your decision.

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- Soygaybar : I agree. Almost cried when he pursed his lips and said T, Then. Lets go to the west.

- Noru_is_druig : Rakshasha! Charlotte! When are the female Hero Units coming out! I want to see them now! Show us the women!

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That I #@(*$&(*(!!!!

I shouldnt bother. In what right mind did I think that voting East in front of those people was a good idea?

To start with the results, the vote ended with 1 for the Eastern Desert region (Professor), 2 for the Southern Great Forest (Ottman, Borka), and 2 for the Western Elven Forest, which tied the Southern and Western regions. Just when I was debating which of the two would take a shorter trip to get to, Borka collected the attention of the party.

I have something to say.

What is it?

My children. The informants from the church visited me to tell me that they found my childrens traces.

What? The ones that disappeared after getting kidnapped?

Indeed. They confirmed that the children did, in fact, come to Rodrick. Tracking them through the underground noble auction and other sources, they claimed that the traces were cut off after they were sold to someone passing over the Blue Line. Im sorry But may I ask this favor?

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Ding ding ding. End of conversation.

Because of Borkas desperate pleas, the group all agreed to go westward from Rodrick past the mountain range called the Blue Line to enter the Elven Forest, and were currently on their way to the cathedral to obtain supplies.

Clang!

Halt! Apologies, but there is currently an important meeting being held inside of the cathedral, hence an order to deny all entrance from outside Warrior, sir?!

Huh?

A large man with sharp eyes and an outfit that boasts his scarred body! It is Warrior Professor! I sincerely apologize for not recognizing you sooner. I heard you left on a mission as the ambassador for the church. What brings you here?

Ah, mmm. You are fine. I came to see if there were any supplies we could get for our journey to the Elven Forest.

The guards seemed to be more on alert than during the day, but Professor, who had been rummaging around to take his relic out again, was a bit surprised by the difference in their attitude. The decision was made around this afternoon, but not only the news about Warrior Professors official appointment as ambassador, but the description of his appearance was also thoroughly delivered among the churchs members.

By Elven Forest, you mean are you going to persuade those Sharp Ears?

Well, yes.

Goodness We heard the news through messenger magic, but to think we are actually reaching out to those corrupt species that failed to become human

Oh my, Ro Haram! How horrifying. We cannot understand this decision, but as this was the Archbishops decision, this must be the Lights will that our blind eyes cannot see. We merely follow the decision.

It will be a long and harsh journey, so you must prepare well. Come in! The cathedrals storage building is this way.

The two paladins that had been protecting the gates quickly shifted to the side and volunteered to guide them. Although they did say they would follow the Archbishops decision, they must have still been questioning why they were bothering to send ambassadors as the two continued to badmouth the elves and other species while they guided the group.

We say this just in case, but do not trust a thing they say! Those Sharp Ears were born devious and cannot speak anything other than lies!

The priests explained that they have especially long life spans because Ro Haram wishes to keep them away for as long as possible. Please, we will hope that you return safely without suffering from those vile elves. It is more fitting to rule beasts like those with a mace than with a gentle hand.

Oh I see. I will make sure to keep that in mind.

Hey Ottman. Were we not here to request supplies from the church as a Warrior party?

I do not know, Aldrich. I After that friend buried me inside the forest at Pelas, I have given up on understanding him [Hydroball].

Sending one last large ball of water toward the storage house and confirming that the fire was completely doused, Ottman painfully turned away from the sight of the priest walking out of the doors with eyes devoid of hope. All he could do was let out a deep sigh as he looked at Professor in the distance, sneaking over the walls while carrying an entire carriage that had supplies ballooning out of it with only ropes to keep them secure.

Oh, Ro Haram! Why? For what reason have you put me through such sufferingggggg?

From behind them rang out the anguished wail of prayers from the priest that kneeled in front of the storage building, wisps of smoke still floating out of it.

- Speedwagon : Dont have anything to say about that. Mans crazy.

- Jokass : Dare I say that this was what a person from the Wastelands would do.

- Undam_undam : Dunno, I dont think prof did anything wrong, did he? It was that priest that told him Oh! Please take anything you need for the mission! Money means nothing to Ro Haram! These occasions are what the church is here for! And thats what erased the itty bitty smudge of conscience left in Professor. Its kinda his fault.

- Holli : But. Isnt there some sort of common sense? Its like how you dont take too many drinks from the beverage fountain just because the restaurant gives out free drinks. They said something about that in the Morals of the Past lecture video we saw.

- Noru_is_druig : Am I the only one hearing this dogs**t?

- Numb3rtree : Free drinks? Then youre supposed to bring in a drum can after putting in your order, why just leave it?

- Nutriagena : frfr. is the Dome making people into idiots?

- Holli : T, Thats so terrible!

-Korekorekorekore : Ill apologize for them. All of the people that survived are guys like them.

- Holli : But Im sure mister Gyosu will understand! Mister Gyosu! You had a reason for doing that, right? Right??

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Heheheheh Of cooourse Its because I have a deep, intricate reason that I looted out their supplies, everyone

Professor didnt feel like addressing the chats conversation right now. Because at the moment, there was a carriage full of all sorts of glowing, shiny supplies from the Lights Order right in front of his eyes.

Wheat Bread Blessed by a Priest x 187 : Stamina Increase(Small) when consumed / Does not expire

Halmanen Shutrauss x 40 : A rare fish species found in only specific regions. Famous for its glittering scales, its skin is used to create decorative items, but also well known to be a sacrifice the Light's Order uses. Enhanced Vision when consumed (15m / 30min)

Oil of the Light x 50 : Essence of oil from the Lights order that emits a bright light.

Top-Quality Charcoal x 83

Rope Dipped in Blessed Oil (50m x 1cm) :Created with sweet fruits such as citrin, apilac, and tofoam, and sunflower seeds, a representation of the Light's Order, the wine has been left to ferment for 120 days. A top quality item that is worthy to sacrifice to the gods, but needs to be stored delicately. Value has decreased slightly from excessive shaking.

A Handful of Light x 130 :Throwable Weapon. A small glass vial containing holy power created by the Lights Order. Was created to be sturdy, but when the metal hook on the top is pressed, a crack is created to make it easy to break. When thrown and broken, it creates an incredibly bright light imbued with holy power for a short moment.

Top-Quality Camping Set

High Quality Fruit Wine(700ml) x 15 :Created with sweet fruits such as citrin, apilac, and tofoam, and sunflower seeds, a representation of the Light's Order, the wine has been left to ferment for 120 days. A top quality item that is worthy to sacrifice to the gods, but needs to be stored delicately. Value has decreased slightly from excessive shaking.

Monks Gauntlets that Cause Miracles :An object created when there was an incident that could not be solved with just prayer and belief. The monks discipline themselves for disobeying their teachings to avoid violence and put in even more training into their practice. The monks will to land one less punch in order to lessen his sin has been reborn into a gauntlet with incredible attack.

Skill Book of Martial Arts, Fist of the Light() :As the Light's Order bases their teachings on the standard of peace, monks carry guilt for their training. Among the monks who suffered from this guilt, one created this skill under the belief that If the punch is faster than light, then even Ro Haram will not see it and overlook my sins. Contains methods to hit the enemy with quick flashes of movement. Learned once used.

Schlurrrp!

Heheheh How much is all of this? Just what youd expect from the Lights main cathedrals storage building! Not a single thing here isnt high quality!

This all has meaning. Mhm, of course it does! He has gained so much profit from this, and what bigger meaning is there than that?

Hurriedly carrying the carriage out, Professor basically rubbed his relic against the castle guards face to leave Kingsland, and inside the deep, dark forest, he spread out all of the supplies he was given and fell into a joyful bliss similar to that of a bank robber.

The item list was so long that he almost couldnt read it all. What he just checked were the ones with yellow names, expressing that they were more valuable than normal items. There was still stuff in the carriage, and he didnt even check the bag that Borka stuffed out of anger, so theres probably still that much more stuff left to check.

Hahh! Hahhh! Wait! For! Us!

Hm? Ah, sorry, Ottman Aldrich. That was a little too far of a jog for a mage.

Greugh. I carried them. They both shook like wet towels.

Blerughhhhh!

Ghost oldie teacher. Is that ectoplasm? Correct?

Ughhhh You crazy thieving bastard Just why did you need to take so much when you could take it in moderation?

Checking that his members were now rejoining, Professor responded with a big, knowing smile.

Oh, about that. They would have given it to us if we asked, but since were preparing for war and everything, they would have only given us the essentials and food, then tried their best to not give us anything useful. I dont even need to see it to know that they would have asked us to do all sorts of procedures and paperwork. They usually pick the strictest priest in the church when choosing who manages the storage.

Take everything I want? As if. The moment I revealed that I was a Warrior for the church, he put on the eyes of a soldier going out to battle. It felt like if I tried to talk it out with them, then I would have needed to bicker for at least a week with them regarding supplies, so I just went on and did this. I dont care. The Archbishop will probably handle it. Its not like the church is dirt-poor, either. And besides, we really needed those supplies too.

Taking out one of the delicately packaged Handful of Light from its luxurious box, Professor smiled as he played with it in his hands. If nothing else, this one was essential for them to pass through the Blue Line. If they had this much, then passing through the Blue Line crawling with undead would be like a walk in the park.