On the evening of the third day...
Annie and Guts were already sitting in a carriage, on their way to their next destination.
The carriage, of course, wasn't one they'd paid to hire. It belonged to a kind old priest and his daughter, whom they'd met on the road. Perhaps the two of them had looked rather pitiful, traveling through the night, so the priest had invited them aboard.
At first, Guts hadn't wanted to inconvenience anyone and had declined.
But Annie had run straight up into the carriage without a care, and the old priest and his daughter had invited them several more times. Since it was indeed on their way, Guts couldn't refuse their warm hospitality. With a dark look on his face, he climbed into the carriage and dozed there alongside Annie and the priest's daughter, Clette.
"Mr. Guts..."
"Those wounds of yours look pretty deep. Are you really all right?"
"Would you like me to bandage them?"
"We have some medicinal herbs in the carriage. They should help."
As the carriage rattled along with the three of them inside, the priest's daughter, Clette, repeatedly stole glances at the burly Guts and his terrifying greatsword. At last, she couldn't help speaking up timidly to ask if he was all right.
"I'm fine!"
(*^▽^*)
"Clette, you didn't know?"
(ω)
"He has Holy Light. If he wants to, he can heal his wounds whenever he likes!"
(￣~￣) Chew!
"Don't mind him! Here, I've got some yummy roasted pine nuts. Have a few!"
☆(o*ω)
Before the gloomy old man Guts could speak—looking as if everyone owed him millions of gold coins—Annie waved a hand dismissively and spoke up. Then she shoved a handful of pine nuts into Clette's hand.
"Holy Light?"
"Does that mean a blessing from God?"
Clette only