Abandoned Priest at the Hero’s Party

The Hero Party and the Saint

Lucia Weston, the second daughter of the Western family, a master of demon hunting. Parnell, the youngest mage to hear the magic tower’s genius.

There, among the geniuses recognized by others, a genius. The hero of this generation, chosen by the three gods, Yurinelle Lakponcia.

The new person joining the three of them is a saint who serves the goddess of the earth, Nemi.

This is Araidel and the Archbishop of Nemi, Reenheim who enshrines her.

“I see the representative of the Goddess.”

Even Parnell and Lucia, who had heavy heads, bowed their heads to show their respect. Inside the carriage, a woman, dressed in a monastic robe that covered her body, shook her head quietly.

“They are all going to be colleagues now.”

She is the saint of this generation, occupied directly by the goddess of the earth, Nemi.

One of the three saints of the Tritheism, Araidel.

“You don’t have to set up such an undeserving example.”

“Meet the heroes of the Empire. I am Reenheim, Bishop from the Church.”

“That’s right. Bishop, welcome to our party.”

“I am also happy to see a warrior whom I have only heard of through rumors.”

In this way, we greeted each other and talked about each other’s hometown and tastes, and various other things.

After everyone chatted, we decided to put together before the full-fledged journey and set off. The goddess of the earth is the most popular among the three gods. This is because, as you think of the earth, it is also the mother god who governs abundance.

The god in charge of agriculture has always attracted people’s attention,

The fact that among the three gods, most people believe in her, proves this.

Nemi’s divine power cannot heal people as well as that of the healing goddess Helai, and it’s not as deadly to demons as that of the light goddess Elysia.

However, just like the earth, it has infinite vitality in it. Just as a bud sprouts on the moist earth, Nemi’s divine power waters and energizes parched humans.

Naturally, the daughter of the goddess who represents the goddess Nemi.

The party had high expectations for Saint Araidel’s ability.

“Why don’t you try catching a Giant Two-Headed Ogre? At our level, he’s not such a dangerous monster, and it’s appropriate for a saint to broaden his horizons.”

“The hero is an expert, so what the hero said is correct.”

You’ll have to see more to know, because the saint’s personality was a passing score.

They would be offended if they were arrogant or looked down on others because they were saints, but first impressions themselves were not bad. In fact, even goddesses have eyes, so no one chooses them as saints.

It’s not really an interview, but after a long observation, a suitable nun is selected and given an oracle. If you choose a saint who has a bad personality and doesn’t know what’s right or wrong, it’s the goddess who loses.

‘You’re lucky.’

Urinelle, who was deeply concerned about the saint’s character, sighed in relief.

However, there was a problem in the part I was not worried about at all.

“Wow, that’s the ogre I’ve only heard of… It sure looks big and strong.”

“The giant-to-head ogre is a super-species of the ogre.”

Urinell drew his sword and explained. Two heads and four arms. Unlike ogres with green skin, a giant with gray skin that looks tough and tough just by looking at it.

He’s a guy that makes the earth vibrate when he rolls his feet, but he’s a guy he’s caught a few times already.

She is a dead person if caught by any demon, but she can subdue it by herself. With this kind of guy, it’s perfect for testing a saint’s abilities.

“The ogre, who was born with magic resistance and holy resistance, evolved once for an unknown reason and grew in size to be a giant ogre. There was one more head, the Giant to Head Ogre. If there is one more head, it becomes a demon king-class monster.”

The words of an experienced person who has fought the three-headed ogre who took the first place in the monster corps. Ogres are also strong in their basic form, but if a monster-like creature evolves over and over again, it becomes a monster rather than a monster.

When it evolves into its final form, it can no longer be called an ogre. Sura is called by a separate title, and Sura is a true demon king-class monster that can repel swords and spears and does not burn in fire. It’s rare to see that much, and it’s hard to meet, but when you do, you’re already in the underworld.

“Evil demon, I will lead you to hell with the light of the goddess. As the daughter of the goddess, I declare that there is no place for you to stand on this eternal land. Fall into the abyss!”

With a blinding glare, divine power drew a beam and hit the ogre directly. The momentum that the ogres had from the beginning offset the invasion of the light in the form of divine resistance, but the human in front of them was not an ordinary priest, but a saint, the daughter of Nemi.

The brilliance of the saint, Araidel, crossed the offset and hit the ogre directly, and its two faces roared at the same time. The ogre’s roar with magical powers, Pierre dispersed the brilliance in an instant.

Bishop Araidel, who was bewildered, read through Rehenheim.

“There is no need to be surprised that a single demon disobeys God’s will. Ogres are by nature rebellious against all gods, so they are not easily swayed by evil spirits or our mothers.”

“That is why we are here, saint. There is no need for the saint to subdue that guy alone.”

Urinell also helped out. Parnell and Lucia also nodded.

If a saint could beat such a guy alone, what need would a hero, a wizard, and a swordsman need? The holy sword should be donated to the museum, and all three would have to return to the temple and become priests.

The saint nodded and memorized another prayer again.

The divine power flows through the earth and creates a camp. As much as the strong attack failed, the power of the aura that gives strength to the allies while cutting down the enemy’s physical strength was expressed.

Feeling the vitality and power that began to spring up, Yurinelle suddenly frowned.

Because her calculation was wrong in an unexpected place, in an unexpected place.

‘It’s definitely going to get stronger. The amplification rate is not bad either.’

The divine power of the goddess of the earth, Nemi, was truly undeniable.

Although it was inferior to the other two gods in its direct healing power and attack power, it was not wrong with the public reputation as the best among the three gods in terms of support and blessing to inspire colleagues.

‘But something is different. Yes, this is different from Kyle’s divinity.’

Nemi’s divine power gives great power in an instant, but all its blessings are only temporary. The essence is the same as temporarily applying the buff.

On the other hand, the divine power of the God of Hope quietly sleeps in people and raises the inherent potential to the best.

Even difficult techniques that normally would have succeeded once in ten times were unconditionally successful. Anyway, to succeed even once out of ten means that there is a possibility, and the blessing of the God of Hope turns that possibility into ‘unconditional’.

So, even after the blessing is over, there is something left. Knowledge remains and experience remains. It is the power of the God of Hope that blossoms the possibilities that could not be bloomed, and the Hero Party grew up expecting it without knowing it.

Because the flowers that have already bloomed will not wither again when the blessing ends. If only your efforts and management are supported, flowers will bloom forever and remain with the power of the owner.

‘I don’t feel like I’m naturally in tune with myself. As if my body was not mine.’

If the power of the God of Hope works to move and move my body to the ‘best condition’,

Nemi’s divine power simply hits the healing, regenerating, and buffing effects on my body.

The results are similar. In terms of simple reinforcement, Araidel’s divine power might be slightly better.

However, in terms of ultimate potential, it is not even comparable. Because my power is amplified and then returned to its original state, and growing my power is a completely different story.

No matter how inflated a balloon is, if it is poked with a needle, it will burst. However, a steel ball with a slightly smaller size is similar to how the needle bends when pierced with a needle. Although they are similar in size, they are different.

Hope is the driving force for the future.

The power of the God of Hope continues to grow everything it touches.

Like the seedlings of the lineage, it continues to draw into the present the power that will someday reach in the future,

Helping tomorrow’s me to grow better than today’s me. Unless it takes the miraculous form of a tree seedling, this effect is steady and gradual and does not manifest itself in an instant.

‘Are you feeling good these days?’ It’s a day or two to think.

Even after a week, that is the norm, and it becomes a daily routine. It was only after the source of the blessing disappeared, that everyone felt something strange. As usual, the mage Parnell, who had hit the ogre with Hellfire, a high-power, high-power spell, wiggled her eyebrows.

‘Why is the recovery of magic power slower than usual?’

The magic power did not come out as usual. It exerted only about 80% of its power, and used about 1.2 times its normal magic power. It is a bonus that the mana is not properly restored.

It’s not strange. It’s not that her condition has deteriorated.

Who always lives to the fullest of his or her abilities? Even when the condition is at its peak, it cannot. Until now, that was only possible because of the power of the God of Hope.

As that power fades, it will now return to the same standard state as others. It wasn’t a weakening, it wasn’t even a decline, it just became the same condition as others.

It is also natural that magic recovery is slow. Since the divine power of the God of Hope has infinite differentiation potential, it can be transformed into any kind of power, and it can naturally replenish the consumed magical power.

It was impossible with Nemi’s divine power. It can give vitality to the body, but it cannot fill it with a different kind of power, magical power. When I received Kyle’s power, I didn’t feel the upliftment that I always felt as if I had become invincible. No wonder Parnell was embarrassed.

Is this really the power of the daughter of a goddess?

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Maybe the ogres are hiding their powers because they don’t fit the bill? It was a battle that had all the thoughts of it.

Even without the blessing of the God of Hope, they are a warrior party.

Lucia and Urinelle cut off the two arms of the ogre, which had been burnt in the left half of the body. The holy chain, the Divine Chain, bound the ogre’s legs, and Urinelle cut off his neck through the gap.

It’s a win, it’s a win. There were no casualties on either side. However, except for Araidel, everyone’s expressions were not bright.

They all felt that this fight was somehow different. I didn’t know exactly where and how it was different, but at least it wasn’t as usual.

‘Were your expectations… too high?’

It is true that she had high expectations as she was a saint in a country that worships the three gods.

Even if he didn’t want the power to shake the sky and overturn the earth, he hoped that he would at least show an overwhelming capacity than his predecessor. No, I didn’t want it, of course I thought it would!

It is natural that the three gods are superior to the unnamed tribal gods, and it is common sense that saints are higher than ordinary priests.

This result is something that no one expected or even dreamed of.

The only thing I can be sure of is that Araidel’s divine power is effective against demons and demons, unlike Kyle’s. Compared to Kyle, who was only able to heal and recover, Araidel was able to attack using divine power. Of course, the strategies that can be used have increased significantly.

‘Yeah, let’s think about it.’

Urinell bit her lip with a regretful expression.

I gained a lot, but I also lost a lot. It is difficult to determine which one has the upper hand. She shook her head and tried to appease her disappointment.

‘It’s not a decision I made based on my ability alone.’

Araidel is a man who will grow up to be one of the leaders of the Church. It is more valuable than I thought to be able to form a relationship with such a person as a colleague.

It can also be seen that it is one step closer to greater power. She thought she was right. I was sure at first, but seeing the saint’s abilities made me a little uneasy.

“Everyone is great! Have you ever had a fight like this?”

“Ah yes. Yes. What…”

“Indeed, you are the true heroes who purify the earth and carry out the will of the Goddess. This Araidel, I will dedicate myself to helping you on your journey.”

“Hey there, lady.”

When a saint who is excited by herself is proud of her own achievement,

Parnell, the mage of the party, who often hears that he is not aware, asked.

“Sister, can’t you use something like the Star Dream Observatory?”

Objectively, although Araidel’s abilities were not lacking,

Subjectively, it was far too short. Their enemy is the ancient demon king. This is because it is an ancient monster that is older than the three gods.

Saint Araidel’s abilities could be concluded after a little while, but no one could be sure how helpful it would be against Grimudo.

I thought that if I was with a saint, I could target the nape of Grimudo, but now I think I need to change my mind a bit.

“Or some other miracle. You don’t use it because you don’t have a reason to write it now?”

what kind of bullshit?

Araidel asked with a look on her face.

“A miracle… huh?”

A saint who is loved by God at the level of a saint or saint must devote his or her life to faith.

It is a miracle that it can be used once, even in old age, which is almost the end of life.

There were a few cases where it was used at a young age, but it was limited to a few saints who were favored by goddesses or who were born with talents bestowed by heaven. Araidel was neither.

“That… if you risk your life, at least once somehow? Could it be possible…?”

She smiled and scratched her head. I took it as a joke and passed it on as a joke.

Because miracles aren’t a child’s play. Even to the saint, the greatest servant of God.

No matter how great saints and saints are, in the end they are human beings, and they are clearly inferior to the angels, who are the subordinates of the gods in heaven.

In contrast, an apostle is not originally an earthly office.

As a representative of God, it is not a direct relationship with an angel due to different fields, but it is a relationship that requires mutual respect. Its status can be regarded as equivalent.

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Making miracles and turning them off again.

That is why it can be performed as simply as lighting a candle.