Chapter 155 - Missionary (2/2)

“As it has been written in the document the central parish sent me.” The man nodded. “The one who signed it is Bishop Megal. I set off from the Plains of the Holy Spirits and walked all the way here. A small part of my time was spent traveling. Most of it was used to preach. Stopping and moving throughout the whole journey, it’s been more than a year already.”

Then he added, “I only found out recently that the Cecil Clan was constructing a new pioneering camp here. Originally, my last stop was going to be Tanzan Town, but now, my last stop is here. I intend to settle down in this place. If I can get the permission of the resurrected Duke, I will build a church here.”

Amber poked Gawain’s arm, muttering, “Hey, hey, referring to you, referring to you~~”

Gawain stolidly tensed the muscles in his arm for a moment, making Amber’s fingers retract in pain as if she had poked a steel plate. He then looked towards Wright with a frown. “Then why did you suddenly come and help with the work?”

“The supervisor said earlier, everyone was working so they had no time to listen to me preach.” Wright shrugged. “Then if I quickly help them finish up their work, I’d be able to preach.”

“Simply because of this?”

Wright wore a look that said it was a matter of fact. “Yeah, simply because of that.”

At this point, Heidi finally could no longer hold back and spoke, “Excuse me, but I’ve also seen missionaries from the Church of Holy Light who were traveling outside, but none of them were like you… Were you a paladin in the past?”

“I am a Cleric, always have been.” Wright looked down at the muscles on his body and said justifiably again, “But it’s more dangerous preaching outside. I often encounter wild animals, bandits, and whatnot. Clerics’ combat theurgies are too few, so training my body is good for self-protection. Besides, sometimes the money I have on me isn’t enough, so I’m bound to have to help the locals with work in exchange for food. That wouldn’t work if my body isn’t strong.”

“Missionaries from the Church of Holy Light do not have the convention of working in exchange for food.” Heidi wore an odd look. “Beyonders do not need to sell their physical strength regardless of where they go, much less selling it to laymen. I’ve never heard of such a thing.”

“Madam, that’s not right of you.” Wright’s expression immediately turned solemn. “The way of the Holy Light tells us that humans cannot reap without sowing. The way of the Holy Light also tells us that all are people of the Holy Light. Since we’re all people of the Holy Light, why the need to differentiate between laymen and not?”

Amber looked this brawny man up and down in surprise. “You really took those words seriously?”

Wright revealed a natural and right expression once more. “The teachings of the way of the Holy Light, how could they be taken to be false?”

Watching this peculiar missionary, Gawain did not say anything for a while.

He swiftly pondered whether there was anything suspicious about this person before him, guessing whether he was related to Princess Veronica’s visit earlier on and surmising how much of what he said was credible.

If all that he said was real, then it seemed like there was nothing to worry about —— this Holy Light cleric had begun his travels a year ago, and at that time, Gawain had yet to rise from his coffin. The arrival of this missionary was a coincidence.

But if it all wasn’t real, this Holy Light missionary’s sudden arrival on this territory would be a matter that would be more troublesome in Gawain’s eyes.

But for some reason, looking at this Holy Light missionary with an intriguing style, Gawain had a nagging feeling that this matter… really had nothing to do with a conspiracy.

Regardless, even if he had developed a trace of vigilance and estrangement toward the current gods and the beliefs of this world, as a feudal lord, he could not carelessly chase a missionary away; especially in the situation when the other party had not violated any laws on this land and even actively helped with working and treating the sick, he really, really could not do so. —— Otherwise, the law and order that he himself pursued would be diminished.

Besides, he also wanted to observe and find out this person’s background and what objectives he had.

As Gawain was pondering at heart, missionary Wright was also surveying the three people before him, and he abruptly asked, “By the way, are the three of you interested in the way of the Holy Light?”

Gawain and company weren’t unanimous at all.

“I am a believer of the Goddess of Magic. I do not want to believe in other gods.”

“Are you blind? I believe in the shadows!”

“Not interested, thank you.”

Missionary Wright nodded. “Oh, never mind then.”