That day, I was asked to do a rare favor by the priest Serra.

　If possible, could you take me to the village of Merte tomorrow? The priest was originally brought here by me, so I couldn't say no to him if he asked me to.

　Well, things are much different now than they were back then, so there won't be any problems even if I return to the village.

　The defeat of Hydra has stopped the spread of the incurable poison, and the antidote has been improved. According to Miroslav, it's probably due to my massive leveling up, but the symptoms that used to recur in three days even with the previous improved version are now mostly under control.

　This effectively solved the "lack of blood" problem. They could even afford to share the antidote with all the villagers except Ilaria.

　Incidentally, the reason why the word "almost" is used to describe the prevention of recurrence is because it's only been a month or so since the Hydra was defeated, so there is still the possibility of a long-term recurrence a month or two later.

　Anyway, that's why the priest Sailor no longer has to stay with his daughter, Ilaria. He can now afford to treat anyone else suffering from the incurable poison, other than Ilaria. Hence the request to return.

　Well, if we rode Klau Solas, we could reach the village of Melte in less than half a day. And now that Claia's case is settled, we can afford to be away from home for a while. For me, it was a small price to pay.

　The only thing I was worried about was whether the priest would return to Merthe. Now that the problem of the incurable poison is being taken care of, there is no way to keep him from saying that.

　I was secretly in a hurry because of this, but I was relieved when the priest said that he was the only one who wanted me to take him there. He's going to stay in my house for a while longer. I'd like him to stay in my house for a while longer.

　Ever since the priest Sailor came to the house, I've basically left the meals up to him, but the food served is very popular with all the residents of the house. Even Cryer, who has been living in the house since the other day with a shrunken shoulders, modestly asks for a second helping.

　I'm sure the other residents will be happy that this diet will continue for a while longer.

　I'm sure the rest of the residents will be pleased that this diet will continue for a while longer.

　When I thought about it, my heart naturally lifted. The reason is that if we are going to Merthe village in Crow Solas, we will be riding in the saddle with the priest Sela, and we will be in close contact with him, which will last for hours.

　And when we came over here, the little guys were making a lot of noise and it wasn't even worth it!

　So, inwardly woozy, I replied to the Sailor priest in agreement and said, "I'm going to saddle up Claw Solus right away.


"If you don't mind, I'll head over now.

Oh, no, there's no need for you to be in such a hurry. We're not even ready for the chicken yet...


　I just wanted to see if it was possible to return tomorrow, priest Sailor continued apologetically.

　For my part, I don't have any complaints, but I can't help but nod my head at the last word.


''.........chicken, sir?''

'Tomorrow is the anniversary of my husband's death. My husband liked to cook chicken in a sweet and spicy sauce, so I offer it to him every year at his graveside.

Oh, is that right?


　I stammer. The priest Sela's words were a nail in my coffin - a coincidence, I suppose.

　I cleared my throat to cover it up.


"Well, in that case, shouldn't we take Ilaria with us?

But she made a promise to her husband when she left the village as an adventurer, and she's stubbornly refused to let her father see her face until she fulfills it.


　Priest Seela said and put his hand to his cheek as if he was troubled.

　Priestess Sailor did not speak about the content of the vows, and I did not question them either. It's not something to be asked lightly, and it's not something that anyone should be asking about, even if they are a mother. That's what we thought.

　I asked her later if she had decided not to visit the grave until she became a fourth level adventurer like her father.

　Incidentally, I heard that Priest Sela was also a fourth level adventurer when he was an adventurer. As a 'Priest Warrior'.

　I'm not sure I'll ever forget this, but it was Priestess Sailor who planted recovery magic and fighting techniques in Iria.

　The image of Priestess Sailor comes to mind. It goes without saying that the current relaxed and subdued priest's uniform looks good on me, but I might look good in a tightly fitted priest warrior outfit like Ilaria.

　In my mind, I'll try to dress up Iria's clothes as a Sailor priest....................it's possible. Well, in terms of the size of her chest, she seems to be considerably harder to fight than Iria.

　As I was thinking this, I was stared at by Ilaria, who seemed to have sensed an evil thought.

　Until now, a harsh word would have flown in after this, but today's Ilaria didn't send any follow-up arrows flying. This would be a good change.

　Thinking about this, I part ways with Ilaria and start walking in search of Cryer. The reason for this was to practice today, and today, to sweat each other comfortably.