Capítulo 7: Chapter 6
A few hours later...
Ryan walked up to a chair in the next house and sighed from fatigue and exhaustion.
He spent a lot of prana for the entire village, and even with all his knowledge, he was not able to save everyone...
Bitterness filled Ryan's heart when he remembered the crying faces of loved ones of the dead people.
But as a person, he understood that he could only accept his own shortcoming, he could only close it behind him.
In response to his forgiveness, many villagers responded that they were more than grateful that he had come to their small village and made such a big contribution.
Ryan teared up a little, but didn't show it. He needed to accept this...
[Master... You have accomplished something incredible for this era - you have cured people of tuberculosis. Isn't this a reason for your pride?] - Gray asked worriedly.
Ryan just chuckled dryly. "How can I be happy about this if people still died?" - he muttered bitterly.
[Master, you need to treat the death of people more... Calmly. Not indifferent, but not too close either. If you think like this, doesn't it mean that you are pulling yourself back? There was little that could save their lives, except perhaps divine magic or healing magic, which is impossible to realize in the current era.] - said Gray. Ryan did not answer, but there was awareness in his gaze.
"Thank you... I definitely feel better." - Having said this, he got up from his chair and left the house.
Taking a deep breath, he muttered. "May God send these souls on a worthy way."
"Umm... Hello. I am the elder of this village. My name is Rosier. We don't know how to repay your invaluable help, so we suggest you take a bag with different varieties of wheat... And... Thank you very much for healing us. in the circle of this village you will forever be a Saint!" - said Rosier.
"Thank you, Rosier. I think I'll accept your reward. Hold a decent funeral for the families of the victims." - Ryan said slightly tiredly but with a smile.
Ryan took the bag and hung it over his shoulder.
Looking around, he found a horse-drawn carriage.
Having reached it, he turned to the owner of the cart. "Hello, I need to get to the village of Domremi. I'm paying 30 silver coins."
The owner nodded. "Sit down, monsieur."
Ryan put the bag in the cart and sat down, wanting to rest.
Closing his eyes, he was about to fall asleep until Gray's voice sounded in his head. [Master, the quest is completed, you can collect your reward.]
Ryan opened his eyes and looked at the quest again. "Feel life, See death..." he muttered absentmindedly.
Now he understood what the point of the quest was.
Show me the value of life and see death in reality...
"It actually worked..." muttering this, he took his reward.
Smiling contentedly, he closed his eyes and went into the land of dreams...
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altosya (unfortunately, today is a short chapter, I was busy all day. Tomorrow I plan to write 3. I thank all those who added this short story to the collection and donated power stones.)
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