Vol 3 Chapter 7 (1/2)

CHAPTER 7 – HEALER

“You, take me with you there!”

It’s Bis.h.i.+ again! As Kitora said this the thrust out her finger towards me.

“You want to come with us? Why do you want to enter the dungeon?”

As I asked her again I got interrupted by Crescent Moon and my seniors.

“It doesn’t matter why. It’s impossible, impossible. You want to fight together with a priest of darkness?”

“That’s right. We don’t know when she might curse us, I don’t want to be turned into an undead.”

“I’m objecting to that as well. I don’t know when this priest of darkness might betray us. Since she’s not trustworthy I can’t leave my back to her as a comrade.”

Are priests of darkness really that hated?

Exposed to those three’s words Kitora had a strained expression.

“You’re saying whatever you want, huh? But the G.o.d of darkness isn’t equal to a sign of evil. Other than the G.o.d of Light’s teachings “No matter what you do you have to be just” the G.o.d of Darkness doctrine is “For your purpose the means don’t matter”. It doesn’t mean I absolutely have to do bad things!”

Mmm, it’s rather subtle though I understand what you’re trying to say.

Though I don’t particularly want to do bad things but I wouldn’t mind doing them if it’s for my purpose, something like that.

In any case, Ba.s.s-senpai doesn’t seem to get the meaning.

It looked like question marks were flying around my senior’s head.

“Besides, I can use healing spells as well! There aren’t just curses and attack spells among the darkness magic!”

Heeh, I didn’t know Priests of Darkness could use recovery spells.

As there is no healer in our party isn’t this quite good?

Just when I thought that Ba.s.s-senpai intervened in a hurry.

“Impossible, impossible, impossible. I don’t want to be treated by a Priest of Darkness! I’m scared that she might curse me when she tells me she wants to cure me so I just can’t!”

“You, you’re head seems to be quite empty. That’s why you’re going to stay an underling for the rest of your life. You don’t know anything about me so don’t messily throw in such meaningless lines”

“Wh, who’s an underling?!”

This beautiful Priestess of Darkness has a rather sharp tongue.

Ba.s.s-senpai got furiously angry at being called an underling he even forgot about his former fear.

The female thief, Pick, who watched from the side secretly laughed.

Could it be that everyone thought that Ba.s.s-senpai is stupid?

“Ba.s.s, don’t get so angry. You said you were Kitora? Are you sure about entering the dungeon with us?”

“As I said before, yes! Ah, could it be that you doubt my power? Fine, I’ll prove myself.”

As Kitora said this she turned and looked around before her eyes stopped on Drum-senpai.

“Oh my, isn’t your arm injured? Fine, I’ll cure you”

“No, I’m good. A wound like this will heal immediately. See, it’s already healing. Therefore your treatment isn’t needed”

Now that she says it Drum-senpai certainly does have a light injury on his arm.

It seems like a sword grazed him a little when we were fighting the skeletons a while ago.

But it looks like Drum seriously hates this and tries to refuse her with all his might.

“I said it’ll be over in an instant! Stop rambling and come over here!”

The beautiful female Priestess (of Darkness, though) with raven-black hair grabbed Drum-senpai’s arm with no questions asked.

“Now, let’s start the treatment. Behave yourself or you might get hurt!”

“Hiii!”

Drum-senpai shuts his eyes tightly like a kid before it gets an injection and his whole body tensed up.

While feeling scared Crescent Moon and Ba.s.s-senpai were watching two to three steps away though their eyes were glued to the scene.

“Here I go!”

As she said so Kitora’s mace was surrounded by a black sphere.

Then she started chanting while covering the wound with one hand.

Something like black fog gradually flows out of her palm and appears to cover the wound.

As they stood with their backs turned towards me I couldn’t see much.

“Uwaaaaaa!”

Crescent Moon and Ba.s.s who watched suddenly jumped backwards while screaming.

While hugging each other they looked at Kitora’s face as if they were looking at something unbelievable.

They weren’t able to speak out of fear, but what could have…….

Just when I thought that, Kitora slowly turned this way.

“I’m don–”

“Uwaaaao!”

I also unintentionally raised a surprised voice.

Because Kitora’s eyes — the part which should be white turned black so her whole eyeball was s.h.i.+ning black.

Scary, too scary.

This is something right out of a Horror movie.