Faith Life of a Former Scammer

061. What was created by combining the power of light and darkness?

The expansion of Holy Circle’s authority happened thanks to Ed, but Leon’s destination was not Ed’s main school.

“Philippe, I’ll ask for adaptation training.”

“Okay, Leon.”

The stunned Baroque and Philip headed to the main school, and Leon returned to Killica.

Leon’s job now was not to meet Ed. I would have gone straight into another study, but that was a hindrance.

‘I have to lay the plate.’

Ed had to fill in what he lacked and broaden the scope of his research. The way was to Killika.

As soon as Leon arrived in Killika, he headed straight to the salon.

“Priest, are you here? Mother is out.”

Flix is the salon manager and bartender. He greeted Leon.

“Oh, I didn’t come to see Grandma. I’m here to see Flix.”

“Do you have a favor to ask?”

Leon nodded.

“Yes. There are quite a few warlocks in Killika, right?”

“There is, but… … .”

The priest had only one reason to seek out the warlock.

“If there is a problem, we will take care of it on our side.”

Black Mage Hunt.

Other than that, there was no reason for the priest to seek out the warlock.

“Oh, that’s not it. It’s an old story that warlocks are unconditionally bad.”

“That’s right, the priest.”

Of course, it’s an old story for those in the know, but black magicians were still discriminated against on the continent.

“I know quite a bit about warlocks, so don’t worry. Are the reformists in Killika?”

“Ah, you knew that far.”

The warlocks’ response to discrimination against people was divided in two ways.

The steeple of the rock tower policy, who decided to close the door to the world and live by themselves.

A reformist of reform policies who tried to change perceptions by coming out of the world.

‘Well, the reformists failed.’

The goodwill of the Reformers was misunderstood as ‘malice’ because of the reluctance of black magic.

‘Priests are corrupt, but they are recognized, and warlocks can’t do it no matter how hard they try.’

Divine power and black magic.

This image of light and darkness was deeply rooted in people’s minds.

“I’d like to meet some of the superiors on the reformist side.”

“Can you tell me what your purpose is? If you just ask to meet, he won’t readily accept.”

That wasn’t difficult.

“Please tell us that we have the answer the Reformists want.”

What they want most is to give it to them.

* * *

The meeting with the black magician was completed in only 20 minutes. This was a speed beyond Leon’s expectations.

Even before starting the conversation, his face was full of goodwill.

“hello. I am Priest Leon, who is in charge of the Diocese of Killika.”

“I know. I see you every morning and evening, why don’t I know?”

“Oh, are you participating in it?”

“haha. sure. We only deal with dark magic, and we also serve gods according to our individual beliefs.”

A quick meeting took place, and the reason he was so friendly was because he was close by.

‘This is why people have to live kindly.’

It was rewarding to work hard for the residents day and night.

“Even if it wasn’t a place like this, I really wanted to meet you.”

“Me?”

“We were in deep despair as we failed to reform. If it wasn’t for the priest, we would still be having a hard time.”

I thought morning prayer would be helpful, but I never imagined it would be like this.

Thanks to that, things started to get easier.

“no. I am more than happy to hear that you were helpful.”

“No, priest. Thanks to the ray of light that the priest gave me, I was able to escape from despair.”

The preparations for cooperation were already over.

Leon went straight to the point.

“You may have heard the story, but the reason I came here is because I have a story to help each other.”

Looking at his expression, he was in an atmosphere that would help even if it only helped the church.

But it shouldn’t be.

I had to look further.

“The purpose of the Reformers is to change the perception of black magic, right?”

“That’s right. It’s a long wish… … It is not easy.”

Lyon agrees, but that’s only when you’re alone.

“you’re right. Being ‘alone’ is not easy. But what if we were ‘together’ instead of alone?”

“I hope we can be together… … .”

His eyes began to tremble relentlessly. It was natural. This was more than a ‘breakthrough’.

“Yes. The priest and the warlock are together.”

A priest and a warlock who are polar opposites.

This is how the union of the two began.

A month passed just like that.

* * *

In front of Killika’s teleport gate.

Three women from aristocratic families were talking with fans covering their mouths.

“Is everyone ready?”

“sure. I waited for today.”

“You remember the agreement that Oren’s face belongs to everyone, right?”

“Of course.”

“O-Ren is the treasure of the continent. It cannot belong to anyone.”

“I agree.”

Their eyes as they talked were like soldiers about to go out.

“like. If we, the first one, cause trouble, we may be banned from visiting in the future.”

“Yes. I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Don’t forget our oath. There will be bloody revenge for the traitor.”

“Blood revenge for the traitor.”

“Blood revenge for the traitor.”

Everyone’s face went beyond serious and even looked spleen.

“Then let’s go.”

Together with the knights, they slowly moved into the city.

“It seems that the promotion of the meeting has gone well.”

The woman in the front, looking around, said.

“This is all thanks to the construction guild support plan that Jessica-sama suggested.”

“sure. When I think of the first time I saw it, it is like a completely different city.”

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Many places were still under construction, but as the girls said, Killika has changed like a city where people live.

Old and smelly buildings were demolished, and the complicated maze-like roads disappeared.

New buildings and tidy roads. It was an unbelievable change from the old Kilikara.

“no. It’s all thanks to everyone’s strength in our association.”

As she answered with a smile, a man appeared from the shadow of a building a short distance away.

visor-!

The knights waiting behind pulled out their swords and stepped forward.

A masked person with no sense of presence.

This was an emergency.

“Who are you!”

“Sorry to startle you.”

The masked man took off his mask and opened his mouth.

“I am the guide who came out to guide you.”

He showed both hands as if he had no intention of attacking, then bowed his head respectfully.

“Sir Angel, step back.”

“Yes, lady.”

Even though it wasn’t a situation to be bitten like this right away, she bit the knight.

The reason was simple.

“Looks like this land is good. Oh-Ren-sama and that person too.”

“Iknow, right. It is heartwarming.”

“Right. warm heart. That’s perfect.”

It was because the masked person looked very warm.

“You came for guidance?”

To her question, the masked man got down on one knee and answered.

“That’s right. We didn’t expect you to come so quickly. It is our negligence.”

“no. It’s our fault for leaving earlier than expected, so it’s okay.”

“Thank you for your consideration! Then, I will guide you to Killika Diocese.”

“I’m begging you.”

With the guidance of the guide like that, they headed for Killika Diocese.

The official purpose of their visit was ‘Bible Camp’.

* * *

A newly built church building.

there they arrived.

“Wow, that’s pretty.”

“The spire is pretty, did you see the big bell on it?”

“It even feels really mysterious.”

Church buildings always feel cold somewhere, but this place was different.

Windows and colored glass all over the building. The light coming through the windows made the building mysterious.

While they were looking around, a man in priestly clothes walked out.

“Welcome to visit. I am Priest Leon in charge of the Killika Diocese.”

“Thank you for the invitation. Please take good care of me.”

He was manly to be a boy, and cute to be a young man. This mysterious priest caught their attention.

“That Killika is already trying to get better.”

“It’s similar to Oren-sama, but somehow warm.”

“It was nice to come. look at that nape I want to bite it.”

“Me too. Did you see how clean my skin is?”

While they were talking behind a fan, Leon took the lead and guided them.

‘Really, I don’t know if my improved ears are good.’

Although they couldn’t see it, a cold sweat was running down Leon’s back.

‘Yeah, I can’t hear it. Is it true that I can feel your gaze? Really!’

I entered the hall of the main hall listening to the gaze and conversation felt from behind.

This is where it really started.

“Could you sit down for a minute? I will explain how the Bible Camp will be conducted.”

It was time to show the results of the month-long study with the black magicians.

As soon as they sat down, Leon started explaining.

“We would like to thank you again for visiting the Church of Dawn.”

The explanation started by drawing the sign of the cross and scattering divine power. Pure white divine power filled the hall.

[Trait: Priest’s persuasion is activated.]

“First of all, I would like to apologize. There was a reason why I kept refusing the camp.”

It was real.

“We needed time to prepare so that this Bible Camp could be of help to you.”

I needed time to prepare.

“It took a long time, but we finished all the preparations and invited you.”

It’s about eight hours from now.

“The theme of this Bible Camp is ‘Healing’.”

“Healing?”

It usually means treatment or recovery, but here the meaning is different.

“Yes. It is time to heal all of you.”

Their expressions changed cryptically. But that expression was sure to turn into joy soon.

“In the church, it is believed that when ‘Ma’ accumulates in the mind and body, the body and mind become tired and tired.”

It cleanses the forehead and ‘heals’ the body and mind. That was the purpose of this camp.

“Forehead builds up in moments when a person is not aware of it. Some say this is the process of becoming an adult, and some say it is the process of getting older.”

Now it was my turn to tell you how.

“We have developed a method for rinsing this forehead. You may have heard of the method of consecration made by the Church of Dawn.”

The official name is the method of consecration, but for nobles, it was the secret to improving their ‘skin’.

“I hope this is the way to go.”

“I guess that’s right. As expected, I’m glad you came to see Oren.”

“Listen quietly.”

Their eyes started to glow.

“We prepared a variety of methods. We have hot springs, massages, meals made with holy water, water, and more.”

Their eyes widened as if they would tear.

“With time and generous schedules, these will happen. You can ‘heal’ your body and mind and enjoy them.”

It was literally ‘healing’.

‘Skin healing.’

After the fan, they stopped talking and were soaked in happiness and joy.

“Of course, these are small roles to help heal. Real healing is different.”

“… … Is this a small role?”

As if they were greatly surprised, their eyes trembled mercilessly.

“The reason we study and devote ourselves to ‘healing’ is because it is highly effective. If you feel a change in yourself, ‘Ma’ will slowly build up.”

They nodded their heads mercilessly.

“But there are some things that cannot be changed with this help. These are what are often referred to as ‘complexes’.”

Even if the skin improves, the appearance does not change.

This was an unchanging fact.

“The freckles on the face, the chin that is slightly misaligned, and the eyes that are slightly mismatched follow one’s whole life and become a ‘complex’ and arouse ‘ma’.”

widely.

I was so surprised that one of them dropped the fan. However, he was focused on Leone, not knowing that the fan had fallen.

“If you have such a complex, we will get rid of it.”

There was no one in the world who did not have a complex, and there was no one who did not want this.

What Leon created together with the black magicians.

“Welcome to Healing Camp.”

It was ‘plastic surgery’.