Chapter 104: Baptism
Interesting.
Roland chuckled, "What if I am?" What if I'm not? β
"I hope you're not."
The girl shook her head solemnly, reached out and pressed it on her chest, raised her little face and said seriously: "Because I am a druid, I can't be friendly to a priest. If you were a pastor, I wouldn't be able to thank you enough. β
This girl, you are amazed......
Roland raised an eyebrow.
If the druid's attitude towards the priest was only to the extent of "not being friendly", then Carral would not have become a cursed place rumored to be by the outside world.
Not to mention unfriendly, that is, to say "extremely unfriendly" or "hostile to some degree" is already quite a tactful way of saying it.
Priests have always regarded dwards as infidels, and druids see pastors as cancers that pollute the world. It was not until the last ten years or so, after Caral's comprehensive national strength was significantly improved, that the situation improved slightly.
If Roland had traveled ten years earlier, I'm afraid that Claude and Claudia's first reaction after seeing Roland would have been to kill him. After that, it wasn't that much.
However, although the dispute between the druids and the priests of the gods has died down, in reality, it is only the act of fighting that has been stopped. Druids and priests are still hostile to each other.
Especially for some elderly people, they basically just hear about this ban and forget it. At most, it is to express your attitude on the surface.
In the year 955 of the Gods, at the call of Sivir, the apologists of Bansar formed an army to launch an eastern crusade against Klar. At the end of the same year, the Seven Gods of Titan also united and slowly headed north. Launched a clean robbery on Carral.
If it weren't for the intervention and mediation of the Suze Empire back then, Caral would definitely not have developed to this extent now.
That lasted a year and a half in the war. The most dead were druids and cathars. Although the war did not last long and did not spread out a large battlefield, the intensity at that time was far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Old Claude was the one who came down from that era. Druids and priests of their age are probably already in the upper echelons of power. And having experienced such a brutal war themselves, they naturally hate war, but they also have a deep hatred for the other side.
Claude was a fairly standard fanatic, but he was actually the mildest group of people in Sivel's church. Or rather, it was because Sivir said that he wanted them to forget about hatred, and he immediately forgot all his hatred for the druids.
This is true even though the number of druids he has killed directly or indirectly has exceeded three digits. If it weren't for Sivir's advice. At the beginning, he would still choose to kill the unconscious Roland.
In the same way, the druids hated the priest as much. The most important manifestation is that the priest's head can be given to the druid as a gift.
And it's not just for the sake of de-gassing. Clergy, especially those above the Silver Rank, will have some soul fragments left on their heads, which can be made into elemental servants through rituals.
But the girl who appeared in front of Roland's eyes told Roland that she just "couldn't be friendly" to the priest.
To be reasonable, Roland didn't believe her words. But Roland chose to tell the truth.
"I'm sorry about that. I am the pastor. β
Roland shook his head: "Although he is not a priest of the gods...... Don't look at me like that, I'm not a priest of evil gods. β
He was expecting the girl's reaction.
ββ¦β¦ I'm sorry. β
But to his surprise, the girl raised her head and glanced at Roland with a timid gaze. Then he hung his head apologetically.
Roland suddenly burst into tears and laughter.
There are really people in this world who apologize because they can't express their gratitude......
There are such pure children in these years, Roland can't imagine how well her family protects her.
Roland sighed helplessly.
In the face of such a little girl, he couldn't make his tone tougher.
"I'm going in, you go home first. Knowing the way? β
Roland asked.
But the girl just shook her head vigorously.
"No...... I'm not going home. β
She looked up. looked at Roland's eyes seriously: "Please let me go in with you...... I have things that have to be done. β
Roland couldn't help frowning and shook his head repeatedly.
Although this copy was theoretically not a threat to Roland, there was no reason for Roland to bring a trumpet. I have to take care of her when the time comes. After hard work and hard work, Roland didn't get any benefit.
I probably saw Roland's face. The girl's face was grim, and she forced herself to stand up and bow to Roland. But her left leg, which had lost too much blood, stiffened suddenly, and Roland subconsciously reached out to support her shoulder, and she would fall to the ground.
"Please...... Please promise me! β
Facing the persistent girl, Roland sighed deeply: "I'll give you three sentences to convince me." β
"I'm going to collect the corpses of those adventurers......"
The girl said timidly.
Roland was slightly stunned: "Adventurer? β
"Yes, the adventurers who brought me here." The girl's face turned pale with pain, and Roland could even feel her trembling slightly through the hand on her shoulder.
But the girl still suppressed her voice so that it would not distort: "I think I should at least take something from their corpses that can prove their identity......"
"Alright. You don't have to say it. Roland whispered.
"But ......"
"Don't get in the way, you know?"
Roland looked at the girl with a serious face, and the girl who got a satisfactory answer suddenly showed a sunny smile on her face: "Hmm! β
At this moment, an idea suddenly arose in Roland's mind.
Maybe...... Would this kid make a good pastor?
She was too naΓ―ve by druid standards. The druids are mediators and managers. Her unintentional personality is not suited to be a druid.
Conversely, a mentor may like such a pure pastor.
As a nun, her character is just right.
Of course, whether to accept or not depends on the opinion of the mentor. However, Roland decided that he needed to try to pull her first.
After all, what if.
"But can you move?"
Roland asked without a trace, his gaze moving to her lap: "Is the leg okay?" β
"When, of course!"
The girl stood up and jumped on the spot to show that her body was fine.
But Roland didn't even have to look deliberately, he could see that the corners of her mouth twitched for a moment because of pain. Her stance is also not standard, obviously too hard.
"You need treatment, kid. Otherwise, you'll hold me back. β
Roland sighed and forcefully helped her to the side and sat down. Although the girl was disturbed by the fact that she was being treated by a priest, she did not say anything.
As the silver-white halo of Roland's right palm gradually flowed. The atmosphere of tranquility gradually drifted away.
"Glory to the Teacherβ" (To be continued.) )