For twenty years, Iris had wanted to become a priest. There were several reasons. She respected Abbot Wilbert, who had raised her, and she loved the monastery. She also loved the teachings of Eridrahan, which told her to respect people and treat them with lov…
Continue ReadingIris's small amount of divine power was far from enough to treat Rahan's wounds. At most, she could only stop his bleeding. Seeing Iris, who had practically dragged the man back to the monastery while covered in black and red blood, the priests were h…
Continue ReadingIt wasn't that Iris had a great aversion to people dying. She was a priest of Eridrahan and had seen many people die inevitably at the Healing Center. However, those were cases of illness or accidents. Setting aside magical beasts, the act of a human kill…
Continue ReadingMeanwhile, Rahan was in a difficult situation, not knowing what to do with the cute girl blinking her eyes in front of him. “Suddenly? But... just because we haven't had our first night, does that mean I can't treat your wound?” “No, it's not that…
Continue ReadingAt the hour Rahan was having his peaceful—if you could call it that—dilemma. In one part of the forest, there were eyes watching the two. As Rahan had already predicted, it was the knight Philod Ahen had left behind at the monastery. 'Damn it, damn it!…
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