I Only Treat Villains - Chapter 9

Usually, in fantasy worlds, a priest is the healer, but the priest here is a little different.

Most of them are fighters, specialized in catching and punishing heresy.

Only a few of them were healers and therapists, like those so well-known in fantasy.

The temple was established to attract those with different curative abilities and to then name them as “healers.”

Therefore, the temples and shrines here are more for the purpose of training the sacred knights who fight heresy.

“The temple…? You mean the ‘Church of Discipline’? I know the harshness of the place well. I have no intention of accusing someone who saved my life.”

“That’s good. I hope you will protect me, then.”

“Of course.”

The Church of Discipline is the only temple in name. This is because they dismissed all other temples as heretics and pushed them away.

“But can’t we go to the Knights of Forsetti Marquis and report it?”

The Church of Discipline and the Marquis of Forsetti.

The power of the temple.

They are a family of young marquis who took power by joining hands with the temple.

And this marquis is Esir Yuvan Forsetti, the Empire’s No. 1 knight and hero.

He was also one of the main male characters in the book.

In the first part, he was obsessed like a crazy person as the main character’s friend.

When she died, he moved on to her cousin, the main character in part two.

He’s just a crazy guy.

Heimdahl nodded firmly.

“Of course he is. Although the Marquis of Forsetti, Esir Yuvan Forsetti, is a hero, I know how merciless they are to heresy.”

It is heresy to believe in another god. The biggest form of heresy is impersonating a healer.

My fingertips began to tremble, perhaps because I’d used my ability for such a long time.

I hid my hands behind my back and tried to think about something else with my head.

‘It means that organizations that save people around the world or here are very powerful.’

The main character in the first part gained great healing powers when she died, and this fact made the men even hotter.

But it wasn’t very good for an illegal healer like me.

‘I draw healing power from jewelry.’

In particular, the ‘healing method’ I use is considered to be unique in the world.

There aren’t any people like me who used jewels or gems to heal, but they were less than healing wizards or priests known as popular healers.

And they’d treat me like a heretic.

Besides, I hadn’t reported it in the first place. I would get a heavier punishment if I was caught now.

‘The temple treats extraordinary curative powers, other than magic, alchemy, and dexterity, particularly cruelly.’

But there’s another reason why I’m so complacent.

No matter how powerful they are, it is inconvenient to search the back alley of Creixos.

I was confident in myself before the rumor broke and the pursuers came in.

‘In the end, it’s all about self-confidence.’

“Now, it’s done.”

I neatly removed my hand from the man’s body. Heimdahl quickly buttoned his shirt up.

It was a bit disappointing to see the white shirt buttoned up again.

“Then go away. No, I mean, you can go.”

Heimdahl did not say anything for a moment, whether he was embarrassed by the sudden call or not. That blank expression erased his adult-like impression.

“The reward…”

“I don’t need one.”

“T-then, I’ll be…”

“You can do it now.”

The terms of my retribution were the principle of giving at no cost.

In other words, I would rather be satisfied that I helped someone than get to eat a piece of bread.

I know that the moment I get paid, one by one, more will come. When there’s one, even more will follow.

And I hate to be bothered.

I feel like I’ve had enough these days, when patients are already in front of my house.

“Good-bye then.”

I smiled and waved my hand, relieved. I close the door cheerfully.

***

I hoped his relationship with me would end there. Don’t tell me that we’ll meet again?

I really didn’t expect to see you again in just a few days.

A few days later, Heimdahl came back to me, this time with a fine mind and body; he was dressed up in a flashy suit, too.

‘Ugh, too late.’

It was quite dark.