It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right?

"Hello, young healer."

The priest smiled and extended his hand. Grete raised his head slightly to look at the other person, and saw that the priest was about twenty-four or five years old, with a pair of blue eyes, which really looked like the clear springs of the spring goddess. Light blue silk robe, dark blue brocade belt, with three daffodils embroidered with white silk thread. According to the information in the original owner's memory, it should be the symbol of a third-level priest.

The smile on his face was gentle and warm, and when facing Gretel, who was wearing a coarse linen waistcoat and with blood on his clothes, his expression was not strange at all:

"I am Noah Donald, servant of the Fountain Goddess. Nice to meet you."

Grete stretched out his hand and shook it back. When he reached halfway, he found that his hand was still stained with blood. He was so embarrassed that he hurriedly retracted it. Priest Donald didn't take it seriously. He smiled and watched Gretel wash and dry his hands, then stretched out his hand again and shook his hand:

"Hello, I'm Gretel, Gretel Nordmark. Nice to meet you."

As soon as he held his hands, Grete felt that the other person's hand was smooth and delicate, with only a few small calluses on the place where he held the pen. On the contrary, his original hand was hard and rough. Priest Donald seemed to feel something as well. He lowered his eyes slightly, then immediately raised them and continued to smile:

"I misunderstood you just now. I'm really sorry. And Rayman Knight - Rayman Knight, please apologize too."

Gretel followed his gaze. The knight standing next to him remained motionless with a straight face. In the center of his breastplate, a rose entwined with thorns shone brightly. The hand that took off the iron glove held the sword, with several round sapphires arranged in a straight line in the center of the scabbard.

emmm... He is wearing plate armor; there is an emblem on the breastplate, and it is different from the emblem of the temple; there are also gems on the scabbard. Even the Temple Knights cannot all be equipped with such good equipment. They should still be nobles in their families.

Maybe, the level is higher than that of Priest Donald - or at least the combat level is higher than that of Priest, such as a fourth-level knight or something. No wonder he was so arrogant. When the priest asked him to apologize, he ignored him.

Gretel's expression remained unchanged. Priest Donald's smile remained the same, he raised his voice slightly and shouted again:

"Rayman Knight!"

Being called out for the second time, the Cavaliers could no longer ignore it. Lehman Knight's face was still calm, but he had already taken a step forward and nodded slightly to Gretel:

"Feel sorry."

"It's okay. What I did before was indeed easily misunderstood." Gretel smiled.

He was already lucky, Gretel thought. The knight had enough strength in his hand that he didn't break his ribs, nor did he kill him on the spot. It is said that a colleague who was relatively unlucky in the past was performing tracheotomy resuscitation on a choking patient outside. People who did not know the truth called the police and was handcuffed by the police in public...

Lehman Knight's attitude is really not good, but Priest Donald doesn't care either. Seeing the two of them talking, he turned around leisurely and raised his hand to the main table:

"Hello, Mr. Nordmark. Can I invite you to dinner? The treatment just now was very pleasant. I have many things I want to discuss with you..."

He said and turned his eyes. There had been such a big fuss before, and Gretel's teammates, including the little freckled priest John, and Captain Cullen, who had just been able to stand up on crutches, all crowded out to watch the fun. Priest Donald saw the young priest at a glance. With the same polite smile as before, he reached out to him:

"And this priest from the God of War Temple, please come too, okay?"

The little pastor's face was stunned.

He lowered his head and squeezed out, standing in front of Priest Donald, but he didn't know what to say. Priest Donald simply dragged him over and placed his hands on the main table. Grete was on the left, and the young priest John was on the right. They all sat down beside him.

Relatively speaking, the Roman Knight's seat fell behind several healers.

The farmer's wife and several peasant women were busy carrying plates and serving food. The tableware in front of the priest was brought by himself, including silver plates, silver plates, silver wine glasses, and silver salt shakers set with gems. Grete and John naturally did not have such good conditions. Each of them had a pottery bowl of mutton soup and a basket of black bread in front of them——

That's all.

The only special treat is that you can actually see the meaty bones in the mutton soup.

Grete didn't feel embarrassed at all and just ate. He was not embarrassed. After being stunned for a moment, Priest Donald actually recovered. With a smile, he asked someone to find two silver wine glasses and poured a glass of wine for each of them.

The color is bright red and the smell is strong. Even if Grete never drank alcohol in his previous life, he can tell at a glance that it is good wine.

... Very good. Although the carriage, silk robe, silver bowl and silver plate have not appeared yet, has the wine already arrived?

Gretel wanted to snicker, but tried to hold it back.

The Roman knight he was begging for couldn't bear it any longer. The priest he escorted first ignored his status and mingled with lowly people, and then forced himself to apologize. Now, he simply arranged for those untouchables to sit in front of him. One and two, over and over again, which one is intolerable?

He slapped the table and stood up suddenly:

"Sir! You have a noble status, how can you sit with these untouchables!"

There was a sudden start in the hall. Gretel was startled, and Little John, who was sitting opposite him, put down the bread and his face slowly turned red. However, Priest Donald was stunned for a moment and then acted as usual. When he opened his mouth to retort, his tone was still as gentle as before:

"Don't say that. We are all healers and servants of God."

"What kind of healer is he!" Roman Knight's tone became even more excited. He simply stood up from the table and looked down at Gretel:

"He has never used a single healing spell until now. Moreover, I have never seen him as a priest apprentice in the city!"

Gretel opened his mouth to defend, but suddenly he didn't know what to say.

As a "healer", he knows in his heart that medical skills are real, healing skills fall out of thin air, divine revelations, etc... are all his own boasts. It's okay now, people have questioned it.

And the original owner did remember that any priest does not appear out of thin air, but must go through a long period of study and accumulate enough knowledge and piety...

In fact, it was too late for him to defend himself. The Roman knight took a step forward, his armor clanking, and he pulled out half of his sword with a clang, and the light shined directly into Grete's eyes:

"Say! Which god are you a servant of?"

"He is the divine inspiration of the God of Nature!"

Under the earth platform, beside the long table, several voices spoke at the same time.

Gretel's heart skipped a beat. He turned his head and glanced at the soldiers in the team, wishing he could have stuffed their words back on the spot. But it was too late. The Roman knight glanced down and sneered:

"A divinely inspired person? A divinely inspired person who doesn't know how to heal? A divinely inspired person who can't even heal his own companions?"

Before he finished speaking, he drew his sword loudly and pointed at Captain Cullen, who was leaning on his teammates and leaning on crutches:

"Prove your divine grace! Otherwise - you are blasphemy!"

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