I Tried to Avoid The Male Lead, But I Made Harem - Chapter 6

Episode 6

The man’s severe wounds started to heal dramatically.

‘So that’s it, the magical stones.’

There was a scene in the original story where Selina was injured and treated by the priest.

‘There was a priest exclusively dedicated to the Grand Duke in the capital of the Grand Duke’s territory.’

The speed of healing varies according to the level of the Magical Stone and the priest’s divine power.

Perhaps this priest is so powerful that the man’s body, which resembles a corpse, has significantly improved.

‘Wow, that’s absolutely amazing.’

At that moment of inward admiration, the priest collapsed to the side, sweating profusely like someone who had just stepped out of a sauna.

“Gasp……”

“Priest! Priest!”

The priests rushed to take the potion, but the priest couldn’t handle it and collapsed, and he was eventually carried away.

‘This is why the priest wasn’t able to cure everyone.’

The Grand Duke was the most wealthy man in the empire, so he could afford an exclusive priest and a huge number of magical stones.

Even a minor scratch from Selina’s fall down the stairs was enough to warrant a visit from a priest.

The temple, on the other hand, did not show such leniency to Tunoos, who did not know when they would die.

Furthermore, the man’s condition appeared to be serious at first glance. I expected that ten more magical stones would be required to heal all of the wounds.

Anyway, after being treated by the high priest, only then I could see the man properly for the first time.

‘…… there’s nothing unusual.’

And I could understand the phrase “win one after the other” that people used to describe him.

Because of his broad shoulders and thick frame, the man appeared to be a little thin, but strong.

His blood-soaked hair color was unknown, and his eyes were closed, but his ‘handsomeness’ could never be hidden.

The man’s brows, thick lips, jawline, and even his muddy appearance reminded me of models I’d seen in magazines.

“Do you know what his real name is, priest?”

“Well, everybody just called him the Berserker.”

That can’t possibly be a name.

‘How can he win with such a pathetic appearance?’

The other preliminary winners are……it wouldn’t be easy.

‘In the end, this man will end up losing.’

With that corpse-like body, the man couldn’t possibly win.

“This isn’t going to kill him.”

“In any case, the Berserker isn’t going to die.”

The trainees whimpered and carried him back to the quarantine room, believing that the treatment was sufficient.

With relaxed expressions, the other trainees who were watching the scene complained.

“The martial arts competition is finally coming to a close. We’ve been planning this for a year.”

“I’m relieved it’s over, but I feel like something was lost.”

“Will you be returning next year? I don’t want to repeat myself. It’s horrifying, disgusting, and……”

“Come on, let’s stop complaining. There are still two crucial games coming up. Let us rejoice because the Grand High Priest will arrive on that day.”

When a passing high priest calmed them down, the trainees responded like baby birds.

“Yes.”

The final match of the martial arts championship is now all that remains.

It took place three days later.

* * * * *

For the first time, the ‘berserker’ man was given a break.

‘They treat him better because the man is going to play an important match.’

The martial arts championship was coming to an end, so the dungeon was quiet.

With plenty of time on my hands, I went to the quarantine room just in case.

‘Maybe the priest will treat him again because he is the runner-up, right?’

I tried to believe it, but the man’s treatment was still deplorable.

He was on the floor, not even away from the stretcher.

He still held a knife in his hand.

They simply placed him in front of the door as if he were a delivery box and fled.

‘……I knew it.’

I wiped the bloodstains away with warm water and a clean cloth from the infirmary.

In hindsight, the bleeding had not stopped.

The man licked his lip, oblivious to my touch, which might have hurt him a little.

“What did you say?”

I could barely get my ear close enough to hear what he was saying.

“Get…out…”

The cracked and muddled voice was pitiful. It sounded like the last growl of a wounded wild dog.

Despicable but not frightening, so poor and pitiful…

Just by looking at his condition, I couldn’t believe this man had won the match and returned.

“First, let’s put the knife down.”

He clenched the knife tighter in his hand, as if in defiance.

That was it, though.

“Aren’t you going to let it go?”

The man quickly relaxed his grip on the knife handle as I pushed my finger through his fist.

‘His fist is twice the size of mine.’

The knife landed on the floor with a thud.

I pushed the weapon into a corner, soaked a cloth in warm water, and wiped the man’s bloodstains away.

Then he flinched, his calloused fingers flinched.

“Is it painful?”

“……”

It’s natural that it hurts. His body had been ripped to shreds. It was a ridiculous question.

For a brief moment, I considered a drug that could alleviate the man’s suffering.

‘Poppy juice!’

Because it is quite costly, the dungeon did not provide it.

‘However, I believe I saw some in the infirmary.’

The man grabbed the hem of my clothes as soon as I tried to stand up. It was truly a beast-like reaction.

“I’ll go get you some medication.”

The man’s unstable breathing then came to a halt for a brief moment.

“I’ll be right there.”

He didn’t, however, let go of his hand.

I yanked on the hem of my clothes and exited the quarantine room.

* * * * *

“Can I get some poppy juice, Sir Franz?”

In the infirmary, there happened to be a high-ranking priest.

“M-Miss Selina!”

Franz fell while hiding something behind him like a thief got caught.

“Argh!”

A black stone rolled down his leg and landed on his side.

The stone landed on my shoe and came to a halt. Franz clenched his fists and closed his eyes tightly.

“This.”

However, the black stone turned purple when I reached out to pick it up.

“No! Oh my God……!”

The black stone was actually a magical stone.

Franz muttered in surprise and looked perplexed.

“Y-you have divine power, Miss Selina!”

“Oh, really? Me?”

I opened my eyes wide to the words I had never heard before.

There was a scene in the original where Selina used magical stones to heal the injured Grand Duke. It occurred in the second half of all conflicts.

It is also confirmed by the capital’s High Priest.

But I didn’t know if Selina truly possessed divine power or how much divine power she possessed.

I was bored when reading that part, so I skimmed it!

Why did you do that, me from the past?

I had no idea I’d come across magical stones so quickly.

I scanned the amethyst-colored stone and returned it to Franz.

However, as soon as Franz touched him, the magical stones turned black.

“As expected…… I guess I wasn’t cut out to be a priest.”

Franz cast a bitter look down at the black stone.

“A priest without divine power can no longer be promoted.”

I guess this priest is probably around 20 years old.

It was heartbreaking to see the handsome young man depressed.

‘So one must have divine power to turn the magical stone purple.’ 

I guess magical stones are usually black stones

“I am going to keep this a secret. If the temple finds out, they will send 100 official letters to the Countess every day.”

“Official letters?”

“A recommendation letter for Miss Selina to become a priest.”

The priest was treated as a high-ranking official in this holy empire. It was a respectable profession.

If the Count’s daughter became a priest, she would be far excluded from the life of an ordinary lady, but that was not a bad thing.

But.

“Do you not want me to become a priest, Sir Franz?”

I gave him a friendly smile.

“Every day, you’ll be able to see my face.”

Franz used to wander around the dungeon to see me. Despite the fact that a high priest is not required to do so.

I couldn’t help but notice how obvious he was.

“Well, that’s not the case. It’s all for Miss Selina.”

He spoke as if he had revealed the temple’s great secret.

“Miss Selina, the priest must abstain from meat.”

“……!”

“Everyone is unquestioning the rule, but it’s the biggest obstacle for the priest.”

It was a problem that I was aware of but did not consider.

“……can’t you even have a chicken?”

Franz, who snorted loudly, solemnly shook his head.

“Even eggs are prohibited.”

I’m screwed.

There would be no life if there was no chicken.

I’ll be sold to the Grand Duke if Camilla and Shannon aren’t kicked out.

So I was planning to become a priest, but I shouldn’t do it if even a priest advised me not to become one.

“Let’s keep this a secret that only Miss Selina and I are aware of.”

Franz cradled the stone in his arms, as if to hide it.

“All right, then I’ll leave……”

When he tried to leave the infirmary in a hurry, I called him.

“Did you steal it?”

With his hand on the doorknob, Franz hardened, then turned around and shouted quietly.

“Wh-wh- who’s stealing?!?”

“Wh- wh- why are you stammering?”

Franz, whose face had turned red, jumped as if he were having a seizure.

“It-it-it is a felony to make fun of a high priest!”

“What do you mean make fun? How could you say that to a decent lady.”

“Miss Selina!”

Seeing his trembling face with a shriveled face, he was a quite attractive priest……

‘Shall I get acquainted with him?’

One of the reasons for entering this monastery was to form a bond with a priest.

‘I don’t require a high priest.’

Any priest who has been approved by the monastery is acceptable. But…

‘It doesn’t hurt to have a priest with a high status.’

I’m going to need a priest in the future, and I’m going to need poppy juice right now “Then I’ll make you a proposal.”

“Wh-wh-what?”

I approached Franz first, who was wary like a small, shy beast.

“Please help me. Then I’ll give you ten times as much as those magical stones.”

“Miss Selina, do you know how much it’s supposed to cost?”

“Of course, it’s worthwhile to call.”

“How could someone who is aware of this say such a thing…”

“There are only three things that I desire. For the time being, the magic stone and poppy juice.”

“What about the other one?”

Franz looked at me with a suspicious look on his face, as if he was seeing a demon testing him.

‘Cute.’

I took a step closer after looking at his ears and neck, which had turned red.

“The other is for you to come to the Countdom of Crawford in a month to see me.”

I looked up at him ambiguously, as if to ask, “Is it difficult?” and blinked like a cat in boots, causing the glum Franz to turn his head in wonder.

“So, Miss Selina, what can you do for me? Let’s hear it for what it’s worth.”

“I have a Mine. A mine where a large number of magical stones were reclaimed.”

It’s not mine right now, but there’s a chance it will be soon.

So it wasn’t a lie after all.

“It’s an inheritance that my deceased mother left for me, and my uncle is completely unaware of it.”

Only then did Franz realize I wasn’t making up my own words.

“Don’t tell me you’re going to buy me with that…!”

Isn’t he insane? How could a priest say such a thing?

“Of course not!”

I shook my head and stiffened my face.

“Come with me to the Capital, Knights of White Eagle.”

My mother once said to me, a senior in high school, that even if you have to poop, poop in Seoul.

I had no intention of arguing for my uncle’s favor in this rural place.

I was attempting to look at the bigger picture.

“If you can’t become a priest in this western monastery, becoming a high priest in the Great Hall of the Capital wouldn’t hurt.”

“Ca, capital?!”

Franz, who had been trembling, grabbed my hand and shouted.

“Deal!”