Chapter 61: The Priestess Girl

Chapter 61: The Priestess Girl

The crisis was averted in a way no one could have imagined.

Looking at the ground covered in the corpses of black wolves, everyone exchanged bewildered glances. Just moments ago, they had prepared themselves to die in battle here. But now... they could only say that the ups and downs of life are truly exhilarating!

"Thank you so much, sir!"

Moving aside the stones blocking the door and opening it, Clark looked at the young man in front of him, so moved that he didn't know what to say. If it weren't for his timely appearance, Sweetwater Town would likely have turned into a living hell by now.

So, despite the many people still needing burial and others requiring treatment, he immediately came over to express his heartfelt thanks to Alex.

"You're welcome. I'm a paladin of the Temple; this is part of my duty."

Of course, Alex didn't mind continuing to flaunt his status as a Temple Paladin. Although he was still only an apprentice paladin, he was at least officially recognized by the Temple.

Hmm, in hindsight, using the Temple's name as a cover was the right move.

"A Temple Paladin?"

Upon hearing this, Clark's face immediately showed a look of understanding. He had been somewhat curious about Alex's identity, as his attire made him look more like a nobleman's son. But now that Alex mentioned being a Temple Paladin, most of Clark's doubts vanished.

After all, if he was a Temple Paladin, it wasn't entirely unreasonable for someone so young to possess such formidable power. With this thought, Clark's smile grew even more enthusiastic.

"I see, Sir Paladin. I didn't expect someone as young as you to have such strength. The Temple is indeed full of talent. Both you and the priestess are truly good people. This time, we really owe you both."

"Oh? A priestess?"

"Yes, a few days ago, a novice priestess came to Sweetwater Town. She said she was on a pilgrimage, so we let her stay here for a while. Despite her young age, she is quite skilled, and more importantly, she's very brave.

When these black wolves attacked, we originally planned to send her away, but she insisted on staying to fight with us. If it weren't for her, we might not have held out until now."

"Is that so?"

Hearing the hunter-dressed man's response, Alex nodded, growing curious about this priestess. After all, she was also from the Temple, making her a colleague of sorts.

Having just teleported back, he still didn't know what the situation was in the Temple or what had happened to Stone and Malte. It wouldn't be a bad idea to find a colleague to ask about it.

"Where is the priestess now?"

"She's helping us treat the wounded... A lot of people were injured earlier..."

"Take me to see her."

Hearing this, Alex waved his hand and said, "I know some healing techniques too. Maybe I can help."

"Really? That would be great, please follow me, sir..."

Hearing this, Clark was overjoyed. Although the priestess's healing techniques were excellent, he knew that she was nearly exhausted after holding on for so long.

Even so, she had just been trying to treat more militiamen. Though Clark wanted to urge her to take care of herself, he couldn't bring himself to say it, thinking about his comrades teetering on the edge of life and death.

They had been through thick and thin together, and he couldn't bear to watch them die. So Alex's offer was a much-needed boost of morale, and he hurriedly led the young man to the town's central council hall.

The hall was already filled with wounded militiamen. These ordinary people didn't have Alex's abilities and were injured during the earlier battle.

Some with lighter wounds were gritting their teeth and holding on, but others lay on the ground groaning incessantly. The air was thick with the smell of herbs and blood, a pungent and strange odor.

As soon as Alex stepped into the hall, he spotted a robed girl kneeling in front of a wounded man. Her face was pale, and even her breathing had become labored.

But despite this, she gritted her teeth, reaching out to place her hands on the injured man before her. Soon, a faint white light appeared, enveloping the wounded man and beginning to heal his injuries.

However, in Alex's eyes, the holy light was so dim it was almost like one of those old incandescent bulbs about to be replaced.

"Cough, cough...!"

And the holy light clearly didn't immediately heal the wounded man in front of her. He coughed up blood, and the bandages on his chest began to show signs of bleeding again.

It seemed that the priestess's healing spell was no longer effective in treating his injuries. Seeing this, the young priestess's face turned even paler.

She clenched her teeth, hesitated for a moment, and then reached out again.

"Sigh..."

Watching her struggle, Alex couldn't help but sigh. He then reached out and cast a flash of holy light.

Soon, a white beam of light appeared on the wounded man, and the warmth of the holy light relaxed his pained expression.

Seeing this, the priestess froze for a moment before quickly turning her head to look at Alex.

"Y-you are...?"

"Let's save the chit-chat for later. Let me help these people first."

Before the young girl could finish speaking, Alex stepped forward, cutting off her inquiry. He raised his right hand and waved it, quickly casting holy light over the militiamen, healing their injuries rapidly.

There were quite a few wounded lying there, around thirty or so, many of them severely injured. However, Alex wasn't worried. He first stabilized those who seemed close to death with a quick heal. Once their conditions were stable, he began a large-scale healing spell.

Unfortunately, the [Arthas] weapon in Alex's hand wasn't designed for group healing, lacking the necessary skills to heal multiple people at once. Otherwise, it would have been even more convenient.

"Phew... all done."

Due to the sheer number of injured and the severity of their wounds, Alex had to go through several rounds of healing before he was finally done. The wounded had stopped their cries of pain and were now sleeping soundly with relaxed expressions.

For Alex, this wasn't a big deal. But Clark and the young priestess were utterly stunned by what they saw!

They had witnessed Alex's incredible power during the battle at the wall, where he single-handedly killed the lead wolf and wiped out the entire wolf pack. It was clear that this young man possessed extraordinary strength for someone his age.

But now, he had displayed such remarkable healing abilities?!

On this continent, whether one was a mage, paladin, thief, priest, or astrologer, they all drew their power from starlight energy. The different forms this energy took were simply due to their particular affinities. It's like how all humans have arms and legs, but some are better at painting, some excel at running, and others at music.

Starlight energy works the same way—your proficiency in a particular area determines how well you can wield that power. Some people can't cook to save their lives, while others are naturally tone-deaf...

So it wasn't surprising that Alex excelled in combat. But the fact that he was also so skilled in healing was beyond shocking for the two of them.

Even someone as inexperienced as Clark could see the difference. The priestess had to perform a devout prayer ritual, softly murmuring incantations before she could heal someone. But this young man? He just raised his hand, not even paying attention to what he was doing, and a holy light would immediately descend.

More importantly, his holy light seemed even more effective than the priestess's!

Isn't he supposed to be a paladin? Why does he seem more like a priest than an actual priest?

Clark had his doubts but wisely kept them to himself. After all, he was just a small-town warden. While he often boasted about his wide experience, that was only relative. These two were from the Temple, and Clark had never even set foot inside its gates, except during the Harvest Festival. He might be able to bluff the local youngsters, but in front of these big shots from the city, it was better to keep his mouth shut.

The young priestess, however, reacted very differently. She stared at Alex with wide eyes, as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

"Why are you doing this?"

"Doing what?"

Alex was puzzled by the priestess's question. Was she so exhausted that she wasn't thinking clearly?

"No, I mean..."

The priestess glanced around, seeming to gather her thoughts. After hesitating for a moment, she finally asked,

"What I mean is... why didn't you just heal them all at once? Why did you have to do it in rounds?"

"Because some of them were more severely injured? Saving their lives first seemed like the right choice. I don't have eight arms, so I had to do it this way."

"You can do that?!"

To Alex's surprise, the priestess's eyes widened in shock, as if she had heard something unbelievable.

"What else would you do?"

Alex was baffled by her reaction. Healing groups and keeping everyone's health above the danger line was basic strategy. Even though he hadn't played a healing class in his previous life, he had at least seen it done...

"..."

The priestess stared at Alex in stunned silence. Then, suddenly, she closed her eyes, and the next moment, she collapsed to the ground, fainting.

"Uh..."

Alex was taken aback by this.

What just happened? Did I say something wrong?

(End of Chapter)

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