Chapter 049: Triumphant return to Meratoni, Botacyl’s approaching crisis (1/2)

Chapter 049: Triumphant return to Meratoni, Botacyl’s approaching crisis

Translator: Tseirp

Today was the 4th day of my journey as I rode on Fornoir towards my target destination, the healer clinic in the town of Meratoni, to understand the current situation of healer clinics as requested by me 2 months ago.

I ordered a set of horse armour from the blacksmith which doesn’t hurt the body of the horse and also made maintaining the riding posture easier. I progressed while occasionally casting 「Heal」 and purification magic on Fornoir.

I set off 3 days ago, following the route that I initially used to travel to the Holy City Schull.

The reason was simple. This time the ones travelling was not only Fornoir and I.

The fellow travellers who accepted my escort request was the guys from the White Wolf’s Bloodline.

“We’ve finally meet again, Deviant Saint-sama.”

“Luciel-sama had instantly became famous after all.”

“As expected of Ultra-Sadistic Healer Knight Captain-sama. We have been waiting in anticipation.”

Bazzan-san, Skyros-san and Basra-san spoke in sequence.

“Please stop attaching -sama to my name, and rather than that please stop using my nicknames. Especially Basra-san, why do you know the newest nickname that’s supposedly only known by the Knight Corps!”

“I heard it from my Knight friends over there.”

Following Basra-san’s line of sight, I saw 3 young Priest Knights protecting a carriage. Riding in that carriage was Jordo-san as well as a couple other healers that were ordered to follow me to Ienith as the initial members.

That’s right, they are my subordinates in name. We had 2 Knights riding on horses, with 1 acting as coachman for the carriage and Bazzan-san as coachman for another, bringing it to a total of 2 carriages and 3 cavalry.

Evidently, before I knew it they seemed to have become friends.

” … I forgot to prohibit him from saying it.”

“Well it’s better than being hated right?”

“I wonder …”

As the 3 of them who made me sulky laughed, we spotted the outer walls of the large town.

“I’m home, Meratoni.”

Although there was still quite a distance, I quietly muttered to myself.

When we approached the gate something felt off. It was inevitable that I felt that something was weird.

That’s because was there a festival? There was an immense crowd that made me think that it was an illusion. The gate looked like it was going to overflow with people.

“What’s going on?”

“Amazing right. This many people gathered to witness the triumphant return of the Deviant Saint healer-sama nurtured by Meratoni’s Adventurer’s Guild.”

“I think it’s fine for you to feel proud. Well there’s Whirlwind-sama around if you let it get to your head.”

“It’s because I contacted them with this Magic Transmission Bead telling them that we would arrive soon.”

What came to mind was the return of a superstar to his hometown. Is this how it feels like for them? I ended up thinking of it like it was somebody else’s business, as we arrived at the town of Meratoni.

“Welcome home. Luciel-sama, may I have your card?”

The person who called out to me was the same person that was in charge of security when I first visited this town 4 years ago. I dismounted from Fornoir and handed over my card.

“Thank you for your hard work. Here’s my card.”

He politely received it with 2 hands, verified the card before returning it to me.

“I have verified your identity. Welcome back, Deviant Saint-sama.”

Said the guard before somebody cut in.

“Ou. Disciple. I hope that you have not been slacking off in your training?”

“Of course. I could already imagine my future of getting beaten up by Broad-shisho so if I slacked off then wouldn’t I die?”