Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound - Chapter 81

Episode 81 Saint (4)

When Bikir first came to the barracks where only seriously ill patients were gathered, the priests’ reaction was as follows.

“This is not a place for non-professionals to come.”

“It can be contagious, so get out of here!”

“Help? No need! Just a hindrance!”

However, as soon as Bikir walked among the patients and began giving instructions, the priests’ expressions changed.

“I’m not blessed to do that.”

Bikir said to the priest who used divine power on the red spot on the patient’s leg.

In general, priests pray to a god and receive some of his power, and use it to reproduce some heavenly phenomena on earth as their main ability.

To put it in a simple structure, the priest asks God to share his power, God accepts it and sends the power, and the priest receives the power and treats the patient.

At this time, if the patient also believes in the same god, a kind of guarantee is created in the process of the priest requesting power from the god, and the treatment effect is further amplified.

In short, it means that the same followers can use more divine power.

It was even more effective if the clergy or patients had a deep communion with God through continuous religious life, such as long prayers or missionary activities.

This was similar to the correlation between bank credit ratings and loans.

but.

In this way, the clergy could only use the divine power within a certain limit.

How single have you been?

In other words, depending on how stoic, how sacrificial, how much prayer, how much God’s name was mentioned, how much offerings, how many volunteer activities, and how long you devoted yourself to God, there is a limit to the divine power you can exert.

A cleric with 1 divine power can cause miracles equal to 1, and a cleric with 10 divine power can cause miracles equal to 10.

This was common sense.

however.

Bikir knew.

How can a cleric with 1 holy power perform 10 miracles, and a priest with 10 holy power 100 miracles?

‘……There is a concept called short selling.’

It was a fraudulent method that the priests who lived in the era of destruction found while struggling to cover the sacred power that was always lacking even after weaving.

In commerce, short selling means ‘selling what you don’t have’.

In other words, it means selling something in advance while not owning it, making money, and then buying it again later to pay it back.

When the era of destruction arrived, countless priests despaired in front of the invading monsters and even more patients.

It is impossible to prevent this catastrophe with only the divine power that one possesses.

So, the gods of Rune religion, who were watching this, came up with an alternative.

In the meantime, only the priests who had good performance and steady performance were greatly increased the limit of possession of divine power.

Because of this, high-ranking priests were able to perform much more miracles than usual in times of crisis.

But even so, the divine power was far from lacking.

Demons and beasts that came out of the oil world literally destroyed the human world.

The gods became more and more urgent.

From this point on, priests began to awaken.

They began to unleash their divine power, which they would not have dared to do normally.

Even with an empty mana barrel, he was able to demonstrate his divine power.

Pre-action and post-report. It’s like trying to make a miracle happen.

After that, even if there is a limit to recovering the sacred power that was written in advance by attaching interest later, all that can be borrowed immediately is used.

A journey to create and use divine power that did not exist and then pay it back through devout religious activities.

Someone called it ‘sacred power loan’, someone said ‘sacred power short sale’, and someone self-mockingly called ‘sacred power debt’.

Even those who were not priests and killed a lot of monsters could exert some divine power, and that was also because it was an era in which killing monsters to accumulate karma (experience) was considered a religious activity.

Vikir also killed countless monsters, and the karma he suffered was steadily accumulating while being held in his soul.

This was the case even after the regression.

So even though the current Vikir is not a priest, he is the only one who can use divine power.

However, if you are not a member of Rune, there are some restrictions on exerting divine power, which is limited to things that can only be done within the sanctuary.

The place where Bikir is currently standing was a place that could be called a sanctuary according to the realm of Quo Vadis, a religious chant.

Bikir reached out in front of the moaning patient.

…Pit!

The weak divine power began to heal the patient’s body.

The priests who saw the divine power used by Bikir ran wide-eyed and began to watch.

It was because it was the first time he had seen a non-cleric of the Quo Vadis family use divine power.

Moreover, Vikir had a great skill in using divine power efficiently.

‘These are also things I learned while surviving the age of destruction.’

Priests who treat patients who are inundated with madness. Vikir learned how to use divine power over their shoulders.

Actually it was a simple method.

Slit the affected area with a scalpel and infiltrate the divine power directly into the place where the primary injury is.

Significant divine power is wasted in creating miracles on the skin, by holding hands, or by blessing from afar.

Rather, it was the most efficient way to intensively pour divine power into the area that caused the pain.

Bikir held up a scalpel and incised the red spots little by little, and poured divine power through the blood that oozes out.

Because the sanctuary of Quo Vadis was full of grace, Vikir was also able to draw and use a considerable amount of divine power.

Of course, I couldn’t use it for a long time because I wasn’t a priest.

And the priests who had witnessed the miracles and operations performed by Bikir were gathering here one by one.

Survival techniques that anyone could use in the era of destruction are considered unprecedented here.

Furthermore.

The surprise of the priests was not yet over.

Bikir has been delaying the onset of patients by combining all kinds of herbs he has picked from the waters of the Red and Black Mountains.

This is what he learned from Balak’s warriors during the last two years of living under water.

A drug that cannot prevent an epidemic, but delays its onset and suffering as much as possible.

Made with recipes and ingredients unknown to the imperials, this drug slightly reduced the fever and moaning of the patients.

like this. Bikir walks among the patients, accepting their filth and complaints, but calmly and silently taking care of everyone.

Of course, it was all for a reason.

The first is to give faith to the priests of the Quo Vadis family, the second is to take the essence of the holy water thus created to his comrades far away, and the third is to feel sorry for those who suffered a red death because of him.

“…”

Everyone watched the miracle Bikir performed with their mouths half-open.

at that time.

“Ahhh- Mom! Mom!”

A child shakes the body of a lying woman and cries.

There were a few red spots on the woman’s body, but they were still pale.

The problem is that her body was in such a weak state that it was dangerous even with such a weak condition.

Bikir said, placing her hand on the child’s head.

“Don’t worry. I’ll fix your mother right away.”

After speaking, Bikir removed the illness from the woman’s body.

He also took a handful of gold coins from his pocket and handed them to the child.

“Sickness is also a disease, but malnutrition is severe. Buy food and firewood with this and take care of your mother.”

Then the child bows his head with a face covered in tears and mucus.

Soon, many sick people who saw the child receiving the money poured into Bikir.

You and I both reach out our hands to ask for money.

Then, one of the priests was embarrassed and said to Bikir.

“No immaterial help! There is no limit and no end! Then you will have to pay all your money!”

In response, Vikir nodded as if it didn’t matter.

“Why is there no limit or end? The money in my pocket has a limit. I just have to give it all away.”

After speaking, Bikir gave all the money to the sick people around him and their families.

Soon after, Bikir throws away the empty leather bag without any regrets and concentrates on treatment again.

The priests who saw the scene stood in a daze as if they were shocked once more.

Saint Dolores was one of them.

“…”

She looked at Vikir’s broad back and remembered what had happened earlier.

Young people who fell in love with their appearance and were attracted to them.

They boasted of their noble status and enormous wealth, and made numerous donations and relief supplies to the slums.

However, their attitude was extremely arrogant, and in their hearts they despised and looked down on the poor.

On the other hand, what about Bikir? He took all the money out of his pocket without hesitation.

Although the amount was not large, it was indeed a great sharing and sacrifice.

This is why it is written in the Bible that the sharing of a beggar who donated a bowl of porridge can be more noble than a rich man who donated a thousand gold.

Dolores thought silently.

In a place where filth and pestilence are rampant, this man works harder than anyone else to help the less fortunate.

This man seems to have lived on the front lines of a fierce battlefield.

This man with the aura of a pilgrim seeker and prophet.

This man has a sad and solitary soul that doesn’t match his strong body.

This man who calls himself a hunting dog, but has a lost and tired puppy inside.

This man who is crying and bleeding with his soul.

…… Who the hell is he from?

Suddenly, Dolores recalled a line he had muttered in a hushed voice not long ago.

‘Theology is essentially the process of understanding human beings, so this is also unavoidable.’

and that moment.

…thud!

Fluctuating pulse Rapidly flowing blood.

My heart fell all the way down there once and then came back again.

A saint and a sixteen-year-old girl who are still young and immature.

Dolores’ heart was beating fast.

Towards that man in front of me who doesn’t even know his face.