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Pastor Oma was extremely frustrated after being kicked out by the boy he couldn't argue with, so he returned to the church to start searching the Bible.

After searching through books for a good part of the day, Oma finally found a way to address the boy's question, and excitedly picked up the thick Bible and ran back towards the school.

However, before he could even enter the campus, he was stopped by two knights guarding the school gate.

"You dare to stop me! Do you know who I am? I'm the only pastor in Nafood City!" Oma stamped his feet in anger.

But the two knights still showed no intention of letting him in. They were loyal to Claire, not the Church of Light, and gave Oma no face at all, standing like two walls in front of him and blocking him at the school gate.

"Do you know that blocking a pastor from spreading the gospel will send you to hell!" Oma continued to curse at the school gate for a while.

But he was just a missionary pastor, and the only Divine Arts he mastered were a few, like Holy Light Healing, and some auxiliary Divine Arts for comforting the soul. He had never learned any offensive Divine Arts. If he had any ambition, he wouldn't have been sent to such a remote place as the Barony.

Besides, the church's enforcement arm wasn't made up of missionary pastors like them. There were specialized Holy Knight Orders and pastors who mastered offensive Divine Arts to combat those heretics who disrespected God.

After cursing at the school gate for several minutes and seeing that they still had no intention of letting him in, Oma could only stomp his feet in anger and leave the school. The answer he had finally come up with, and now he couldn't even get through the school gate!

Back at the church, Oma stomped his feet and beat his chest, getting angrier the more he thought about it, feeling a stifled rage in his chest that he couldn't vent.

Oma slapped his thigh and shouted, "Damn it! If I can't go to school, can't I at least go to the hospital!"

With that thought, Oma hurried away from the church and strode towards the hospital.

As he walked, many pedestrians greeted him, "Greetings, Pastor Oma!"

Oma smiled and greeted them back, "May the Lord bless you!"

He kept nodding and acknowledging people along the way, his confidence growing. It seemed that after operating in Nafood City for so long, he had gained fame and respect. That Viscount had only been here for less than a month; what could he do to compete with him!

As he approached the hospital, Oma sensed something was wrong. There were too many people at the hospital, with the line stretching from inside all the way out the entrance.

And these were just people waiting to see a doctor. Including those gathered around to watch Rona treat patients, the crowd was even larger.

"Don't panic, Oma! The more people, the better. Then you can expose her sinful face to everyone," Oma encouraged himself inwardly.

The townspeople gathered around the hospital noticed Oma, and their attention was drawn to him.

Oma cleared his throat, "Ahem! What are you all gathered here for?"

"Pastor Oma, we're waiting for Doctor Rona to treat us," a person in line replied honestly.

Oma frowned and walked into the hospital, just in time to see Rona take a paste smelling of herbs from a mortar and apply it to the patient's wound.

His face immediately turned fearful, and he pointed at Rona, shouting loudly, "This is the devil's method of treatment! She's not a doctor at all, but a witch in human skin! Oh no! Look at her pointed ears; she's probably not even human!"

"Pastor Oma..." someone in the crowd hesitated for a moment before saying, "The Viscount said that those pointed ears are a characteristic of the half-elf race."

"Huh?" Oma scratched his head. It wasn't entirely his fault; the books in the pastor's academy didn't have this kind of knowledge.

Then he waved his hand again! "That's not important. Her treatment methods are exactly the same as those evil witches. Don't be deceived, everyone. If you are sick, you can come to the church to receive the baptism of Holy Light, instead of being misled by demons here."

The people in line were still hesitant. If Oma's Holy Light spell could be charged at the same rate as the treatment here, they would be happy to go to the church for the baptism of Holy Light. But Oma's standard fee was a hundred times higher than Doctor Rona's!

Although the Viscount had increased everyone's wages, they couldn't afford to spend so much.

"What are you doing?" Oma roared when he saw that no one had any intention of leaving. "If you accept treatment from this evil witch, you will be abandoned by the Lord! You won't even be able to enter the Divine Kingdom and will go straight to hell!"

As soon as he said this, the townspeople finally wavered. Oma, as the only pastor in Nafood City, held the ultimate authority in interpreting the doctrines. These townspeople were not very knowledgeable, and were easily fooled.

Oma smiled with satisfaction. This trick never failed. Every time he said that they couldn't enter the Divine Kingdom, these believers would become terrified.

Rona curiously looked up towards the entrance. Seeing that the queuing crowd was no longer entering, she tilted her head in confusion. She didn't understand the Common Tongue, so she couldn't understand the string of words Oma had just spoken.

However, it was good. With no one coming in, she was happy to have some peace and quiet, so she went back to grinding herbs. She knew more than just wound-healing potions. Combined with her race's healing magic, even something like the sepsis that Yuna's mother had suffered from could be cured.

Although Rona had stopped treating patients, Oma still felt uncomfortable. How could she ignore him after he had said so much? And she was an evil witch who had deceived so many believers out of their money; she must be punished!

So he strode in, angrily reaching out to grab Rona.

Rona frowned slightly at his actions, and then uttered a mysterious and beautiful Elvish phrase. The ground beneath Oma's feet suddenly bulged, and a vine rapidly grew out. The vine's body twisted backward in the air a few times, gathering strength!

"Slap!"

It whipped down less than ten centimeters in front of Oma's feet. It didn't hit him directly, but the impact startled Oma, and he retreated outside the hospital entrance.

"You really are a demon! How dare you attack me, the only pastor in Nafood City!" Oma was furious. This was the first time in many years that he had been provoked like this. Regan, in the past, had only politely asked him to leave without resorting to any violent means.

However, despite his roaring, Oma didn't dare to step half a step into the hospital. He only stood outside the hospital entrance, constantly accusing Rona of being a demon.

This also caused the onlookers to become uneasy.

"Is it really as Pastor Oma said? Is Doctor Rona truly a demon?"

"That's impossible, isn't it? She's beautiful and kind, and charges us so little for medical fees. I don't think she's a bad person, and the Viscount even brought her back personally."

"But in stories, aren't demons always disguised as beautiful and kind things to lure people into depravity?"

"Perhaps the Viscount has also been deceived by her."

"I... I don't know what to do."

Many people in the crowd hesitated, as if at that moment they had to make a choice: whether to believe Claire or to betray their lifelong faith.

However, there were still quite a few "pious" believers who looked at Rona with fear and dread.

Rona pursed her lips. She had been a slave for a while. Although she didn't understand the Common Tongue, she was very sensitive to those strange glances and felt a little scared.

After spending these days together, she had developed a sense of attachment to Nafood City, just as Claire had said, these people were very friendly. She only needed to focus on treating patients, and sometimes she would receive small gifts and food from patients, making her want to stay here forever.

But now, those strange gazes made her waver a little. Was she too naive? She simply wasn't the same race as them.

"What are you all crowding around for? Didn't we agree to line up?"

Claire's voice came from the back of the crowd, and Rona's heart settled a bit at that moment.

I still need to explain a bit. Oma's character is meant to be foolish, so don't find his actions too strange. It's not that he's stupid, it's the environment. NAFU City was originally a very remote territory. Before Claire arrived, the commoners here were in a state of ignorance. So, what kind of intelligent priest could you expect to appear in a church in such a territory? Of course, there will be intelligent priests who can contend with the protagonist, but they won't appear until later.

Of course, don't think Priest Oma's actions are too exaggerated. If you know a little about religion in medieval Western Europe, you'll find that what I've described is actually within the normal range.

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