How to Live as an Illegal Healer

252. Golden Olive Mansion 3

“What is your name?”

“My name is Kang Seung-hyeon, a healer who came at the request of the Marot family.”

“Ah, he is the one the Lord spoke of.”

A man in a blue robe greeted me with a gentle smile.

“I am an Otata priest belonging to the Takemilla Church. I am currently in charge of Miss Rosie’s treatment.”

I roughly guessed it, but he was also a priest belonging to the church.

Of course, it is a denomination that has never been heard before.

“That is strange.”

Kang Seung-hyun opened his mouth in a tone that was absurd.

“As far as I know, the Pasurell family must belong to the Iver Church, so why is a priest from another church working as a healer?”

“It’s because of the family head’s earnest request.”

“An earnest request?”

“As you may have already heard, Miss Rosie is not regaining consciousness. Even the outstanding priest of the Church of Iver is not able to wake up.”

“Kuuuu…”

Huis, who was beside him, clenched his fists with a resentful face.

Priest Otata sent a sneering look at Huis and gestured towards the room.

“But with the help of Takemilla-sama…”

Then another priest in the room approached Rosie lying on the bed and stretched out her hand.

Faaaa!

As divine power rushed into the priest’s fingertips,

“Eh…”

Rosie, who was lying unconscious, slowly opened her eyes.

“Like this, I can wake Lady Rosie.”

“How can this be!”

Seeing this, Huis widened his eyes and stood up. I couldn’t believe it, so I tried to approach Rosie, but Priest Otata stretched out his arm to block Huis.

“Even though I’m insignificant compared to the priests of the Church of Ayber… I’m working as a healer in charge of the Pasurell family with the help of Mr. Takemiller.”

The reason why the Takemiller Church was able to work for the Ayver believer’s family was because they were the only group that could wake up the unconscious Rosie.

“{Then isn’t everything better? Why is the head of Marot looking for a healer?”}”

The thug muttered with a puzzled face.

Rosie opened her eyes and stood up, glancing at the adults around her.

“The head of the family must be looking for a new healer for some reason, right?”

“That’s right. We can wake Lady Rosie with Takemilla’s power, but if we take our hands off…”

The priest, who was concentrating his divine power, stepped back.

“Ah…”

Rosie woke up and fell unconscious again.

Otata, who was watching it carefully, shook his head with a regretful face.

“In this way, you will return to unconsciousness again.”

“…”

“Because Lady Rosie is not Takemilla-sama’s follower yet, she cannot properly embrace Takemilla-sama’s power.”

In other words, in order for Rosie to fully awaken, she must become a believer in the Order of Takemilla.

“Then I will treat you this time.”

Kang Seung-hyun, who had been watching the actions of the Takemilla Church, tried to enter Rosie’s room without hesitation.

“It’s not possible. Today, Lady Rosie’s condition is very bad because so many healers came to her.”

However, priest Otata stopped Kang Seung-hyeon from entering the room.

“I need to rest for at least two days, so please go home today.”

“I came here at the request of the family head.”

“I am also working under the command of the head of household. If you go and ask the head of the household, you will find out more.”

Priest Otata did not move, as if he would not get out of the way no matter what Seunghyeon Kang said.

He just repeated the words, ‘Go to the Lord.’

“I can’t.”

Kang Seung-hyun tried to leave as if it was annoying but he had no choice.

“Ah, can you tell me something while I’m on my way to see the Lord?”

“…”

“It’s an act of no help to Lady Rosie if you take a trickster whose holy power is less than that of a bug as a healer and bring it into the mansion.”

Until now, the one who pretended to be a good person and smiled was, of course, fake.

Priest Otata was openly sarcastic and mocked Kang Seung-hyeon.

“Poop.”

“Whoop.”

The other priests behind him also giggled and glanced at Kang Seung-hyeon.

Normally, it wouldn’t be strange to get angry right away, but

‘it happens often when you live as a wild healer.’

It’s sewage to be angry about this.

Rather than being angry, Kang Seung-hyun smiled and opened his mouth.

“If you look at it, you’ll know, right?”

“What are you talking about?”

“How unreliable they would have hired a wild healer with no divine power. It means that you are only worth that much.”

“….”

Wild Healer Survival Philosophy Article 27.

There is a saying that you can’t spit on a smiling face, but what’s stronger than that is a person who spit with a smiling face.

“Oh, what was the name of that church? I’ve never heard of it, so I don’t remember it well…. The name was probably ‘bite everything’? Wow, how can God’s name be bitten off?”

As a person who has a knack for making fun of others, Kang Seung-hyun began to laugh at the Takemilla Church without hesitation.

“Insolence! How dare you say

God’s name like that…”

Kang Seung-hyun turned his back with a very refreshing face, scratching the inside of Otata until the very end.

I heard Otata shouting something behind me, but I ignored it because it wasn’t worth listening to.

“You weren’t just messing around with me.”

Heis, who was sitting in a chair, asked with a puzzled look.

“We just give back what we receive.”

“It seems like if you give 1, you get 100 back.”

He sighed briefly and opened his mouth.

“I wanted to ease my friend’s worries… But it seems I’m lacking in training. I hope you succeed.”

Unlike healers who usually fail in treatment and curse you to perish, Huis supported Kang Seung-hyun.

This is because he lives as a healer not because of wealth or fame, but because he wants to help someone.

“So you shouldn’t have switched turns with me.”

“Genga is like that until the end.”

“all right. Let’s stop teasing.”

Seunghyun Kang smiled and said.

“So, how did you feel about treating Rosie?”

The reason why I don’t leave and keep hanging out here is to get information about Rosie from Huis.

‘Since I can’t approach the patient because of those poor children, I’ll use Huis first.’

“It’s a feeling… I’ll ask you one thing.”

Huis, who was fiddling with his chin, looked at Kang Seung-hyun and asked a question.

“In your opinion, what kind of patients are healers unable to treat?”

“The patient is already dead. From then on, it’s the domain of necromancers.”

“In general, yes. But personally, I think ‘a patient who has already been treated and has been cured.’”

Heiss said and left.

“No, so how was Rosie’s condition!”

Stunned, Kang Seung-hyun immediately tried to chase after Huis, but

said, “Healer Kang Seung-hyun, the family lord is calling.”

“…Ah at all.”

The mansion maid came to pick him up, so he gave up chasing Huis and headed for the housekeeper’s room.

-The room of the head of the golden tree mansion was a room full of the scent of golden tree, befitting its name.

“Welcome. I am the patriarch of this place, Marot Pasurell.”

There sat Marot Pacherel, a man wearing typical aristocratic attire and glasses, with a complex face.

“I heard about the situation from Priest Huis. My granddaughter has been unconscious for over a year.”

“That’s right. I am looking for a healer to bring my granddaughter Rosie back to consciousness.”

Rosie collapsed about a year ago.

It is said that he began to suffer from an unknown fever around summer and eventually lost consciousness and could not wake up.

“I searched all over the Azul Continent to find a way to cure Rosie, but…” “You

mean you sent a request to me, a wild healer, thinking that you couldn’t be a normal healer because all of them failed? I know everything, so you don’t have to explain.”

“…Okay.”

The head of Marot intended to talk about the tearful efforts to save his granddaughter for about an hour, but kept his mouth shut.

“I have more questions than that.”

“Oh, what is it?”

“I met with a member of the Order of Takemilla earlier, and even though it was a temporary measure, he was able to wake up the fallen Rosie.”

Kang Seung-hyun recalled the eccentricity of the Takemilla priests.

At that moment, Rosie’s spirit returned, albeit briefly.

“Why are you using other healers when you have them by your side?”

In a word, the family head of Marot has already found a way to cure Rosie.

“It’s a bit unstable right now, but with the help of the Church of Takemilla, I’ll be able to cure Rosie perfectly.”

But somehow, the Marot family left them and were looking for another healer to treat Rosie.

“…because they demanded conversion in exchange for curing Rosie.”

The family head of Marot muttered with a confused face.

“As expected.”

“It’s common in this industry.”

“{What is it? Explain to me too!}”

The purpose of the Takemilla Church was to make the Pasurell family betray Ayber and trust Takemilla.

‘The reason why priests treat people all over the Azul continent is to spread the religion they believe in.’

The money you make in the process is a bonus.

“Actually, if it were just conversion… I would have abandoned Ayver at the risk of being punished. I was willing to do anything for Rosie.”

But that wasn’t the only thing the Church of Takemilla demanded.

– Become a supporter of the Order of Takemilla.

– Spread the teachings of the Church of Takemilla.

-If Rosie Pasurell wakes up intact, receive priestly education at the church’s home base with gratitude to Takemilla and become a full-time priest and spend the rest of your life for Takemilla.

“Rosie is only five years old. Even though I should be fooled by my family, I have to go to a monastery and do arduous training!”

bang!

Marot hit the table with an angry face.

It was because he knew how hard it was to become a priest as he had a priest of the Ayver Church as his friend.

“So I’m trying to somehow find a way to cure Rosie without the help of the Church of Takemilla…

”

“It is as you say.”

Marot sighed heavily.

He sought out all kinds of famous healers and sought rare medicines, but nothing opened Rosie’s eyes.

“In my heart, I want to ask you to look at Rosie’s condition right now…”

“I kicked you out of the Order of Takemilla. Come back in two days.”

“I’m sorry. Let them do whatever they want.”

Right now, the Takemilla Church is staying at the mansion and being treated on the condition that they help them talk to Rosie twice a day.

“Right now I can’t even talk to Rosie without their help.”

Thanks to this, Marot was reduced to a slavery, doing whatever the cult ordered in order to have a moment of conversation with his granddaughter.

“It’s not that I don’t trust you, but I don’t know what will happen to people…”

“Okay. Treatment will be done in two days.”

“Thank you for your understanding. I’ll give you a guest room, so you can stay here and rest in peace.”

– Knocked up.

Kang Seung-hyun and his party escaped from the housekeeper’s room.

The gong yawned loudly and Alec grunted lightly as he stretched.

“{Do I have to act like a dog for two days?}” “

{Are you really going to stick around like this?}”

“{It can’t be that.}”

Of course, Kang Seung-hyun had no intention of waiting for two days.

Because he was originally a human who did not move according to others’ intentions.

“{Of course I have to go dig it up.}”

The Takemilla Church’s actions now are more like holding Rosie hostage and threatening the head of Marot, rather than treating them.

“{Because those guys almost always have something to hide.}” “{

The problem is that those friends are occupying Rosie’s room.}”

Currently, the Takemilla Church is not only inside Rosie’s room, but also around the entrance and around it. It was encamped and blocking the access of outsiders.

If I politely asked to let them in, they wouldn’t budge.

“{Isn’t Alec what you need at a time like this?}”

Kang Seung-hyun smiled and patted Alec on the shoulder.

“{Go and get some aggro.}”