Let's Play Something Thrilling

The crowd parted to make way. After Claire walked in, she glanced at the smug Oma standing outside the entrance, then at the somewhat gloomy Rona inside the hospital, and roughly understood what had happened.

"Hmph, perfect timing, Viscount!" Oma showed no sign of backing down upon seeing Claire. "This woman is a demon! I hope you burn her to death!"

Claire's gaze turned cold at those words. I finally hired a doctor, and you want to burn her to death with one sentence?

But Oma clearly lacked the ability to read the room. He continued smugly, "If you stay with a demon like this for too long, you won't be able to enter the Divine Kingdom after you die!"

This method of intimidation had always worked. Whenever nobles had come here before, a little threatening would make them hand over plenty of Gold Coins to "atone for their sins."

Unfortunately for him, he had run into Claire. Claire ignored him completely and walked straight into the hospital.

Claire used her spiritual threads to connect with Rona. Are you all right? she asked inwardly.

She did not want such a good doctor, whom she had gone to great lengths to hire, to be driven away by this idiot.

Feeling the gentle emotions Claire conveyed, Rona finally calmed down. She shook her head. "I'm fine. I don't know what that person said, but now none of these people will come in for treatment."

She raised her head to look at Claire, then hesitated. "Is it... because of me that I affected you? I told you before, I'm a Half-elf. Maybe they can't accept me as their doctor."

Claire smiled. "People are easily stirred up. They aren't bad people; the bad one is that man. It's fine. I'll settle this soon. As long as you're willing, you'll always be Nafu City's doctor."

"Mm." Rona nodded.

"Viscount!" Oma's voice rose several pitches. Claire had ignored him just now and gone inside to see that witch, showing him absolutely no respect!

"Pastor Oma, right?" Claire turned around as well, a brilliant smile on her face.

"That's right. I'm the only pastor in Nafu City, God's messenger!" Oma said proudly.

Claire walked over to his side and leaned close, lowering her voice. "Let's talk somewhere else. There are too many ears here, so it isn't convenient to discuss certain matters. I'll give you what you want."

Oma looked around. There really were a lot of people gathered there, so he nodded. "All right. Where?"

"Let's talk inside the hospital," Claire said.

But Oma looked fearfully at Rona, clearly reluctant to go in.

Claire saw his concern and said, "Don't worry, I'm here. She wouldn't dare do anything to you." As she spoke, the smile on her face became even brighter.

Hearing how pleasant Claire sounded, Oma could not help feeling smug. "All right, then."

Seeing him agree, Claire immediately turned to the crowd. "There's been a misunderstanding here. Pastor Oma and I will have a talk and clear it up."

Then, under everyone's watchful eyes, she led Oma into the hospital. They passed through the main hall and walked straight inward before turning right into a room used to store herbs.

Oma looked around. They had gone deep enough inside, so he said, "Let's use this room. We can talk inside."

"Fine, whatever you say."

Oma entered the room. As Claire shut the door, the light inside rapidly dimmed.

Oma was still speaking in a haughty tone. "Viscount, what did you want to say... Ah! Oww!"

Before he could finish, Claire kicked him squarely in the ass. Oma let out a scream and rolled across the floor several times!

"What the fuck are you talking about? I put up with you for long enough outside!" Claire gritted her teeth.

If so many people had not been gathered outside, she would never have bothered speaking so politely to him for so long.

The reason she had said so much and tricked him in here was mainly because the Church of Light was too powerful. If she killed him on the spot, the matter could be made big or small. At its smallest, it would be no more than a noble killing a pastor in anger, punishable by a fine.

But if they chose to make an issue of it, they could slap her with the charge of "believing in an evil cult," and the Holy Knight Order could march in to wipe her out. Her own kingdom probably would not stop them. Besides, every knight in the Holy Knight Order was at least a Great Knight. Three or four of them would be enough to flatten present-day Nafu City.

Those religious lunatics had used such excuses for war many times. The most famous case was when a King of a kingdom publicly mocked the God of Light at a banquet. They used that as an excuse to launch a Holy War and directly destroyed that nation.

Thus, Claire's principle for dealing with religions was simple: I won't bother you, so don't fucking bother me. But clearly, Oma had blindly run straight into the muzzle.

After rolling several times, Oma barely managed to stand. He flew into a rage. "Do you know what you're doing?! You're attacking a messenger of God! Evildoers like you will go to hell and be devoured by demons!"

"Mm!" Claire shoved the barrel of her gun into Oma's mouth.

"Cut the fucking nonsense. I'm a mage!"

The moment Oma heard that, he stopped shouting. He even felt that Claire's kick had been perfectly reasonable.

Priests and other clergy believed mages were madmen. They actually thought gods could be observed and analyzed, their patterns summarized and used for themselves.

Mages, meanwhile, believed priests and other clergy were lunatics. Gods were merely powerful mages, yet these people were willing to give up their lives for such things.

"What do you want?" Oma stubbornly demanded.

"What do you want? You came to my hospital to cause trouble, and you're asking me what I want?" Claire laughed in anger. "I'll give you one chance. Go back to your church now, and stay out of my sight from now on!"

If Oma had not come looking for trouble, Claire would never have touched church affairs even if someone beat her to death.

"Never! Preaching is our freedom. No one can take away our right to preach!" Oma puffed out his chest. "What, are you going to kill me?"

"Don't be so quick to reject my proposal. Since you believe in God, let's play a game." Claire then explained the rules of Russian Roulette.

Claire swung out the cylinder and loaded a single bullet into it. Watching her movements, Oma could not help swallowing.

"One-in-six odds! Don't worry, Oma! God will protect you!" Oma encouraged himself.

Click! Claire loaded another bullet.

A clear sheen of sweat appeared on Oma's forehead, but he still forced himself to hold on.

"One-in-three odds. Hold on, Oma. You serve God every day. God will bless you!"

Click! A third bullet went in.

Oma's teeth were already chattering, and his mental defenses were steadily collapsing. "It's only a fifty-fifty chance! A coin toss is fifty-fifty too. It's no big deal."

Click! Claire loaded the fourth bullet.

Oma finally could not endure it any longer. He shouted in fear, "What are you trying to do?! Do you know how serious the crime of killing clergy is?! The Pope will send a knight order to flatten Nafu City! Even if you're a viscount, you'll be hanged at the city gates!"

"What killing clergy? I was kindly having a conversation with you, but you ambushed me and tried to kill me. I merely killed you in self-defense. That's self-defense." Claire's smile grew increasingly radiant.

The Church of Light was not so powerful that it could allow priests to kill people at will. That was also why she had brought Oma here. There were only the two of them in this room; what happened would be whatever she said had happened.

"No one will believe you!"

"It's fine. After I kill you, I'll stab myself in the chest and put the dagger in your hand. The people outside will only see you holding a murder weapon. You know, only the living can speak."

"Then, when the next pastor comes, maybe someone will bring flowers to your grave. I hope he's different from you and more obedient..."

Pastor Oma finally panicked. If Claire had killed him in public, so many witnesses would have left some evidence behind. But there was no one around now. No one could prove that he was the victim.

Why was I so stupid? Why did I follow her to a place with no one around?

Click! The fifth bullet went in.

Oma simply gave up struggling and put on the air of a heroic martyr. Closing his eyes, he shouted, "Even if there is only a one-in-six chance, I still believe the Lord will protect me! The Lord is omnipotent!"

Click! Another bullet slid into the cylinder.

Oma opened his eyes in panic and looked at Claire as if he had been deceived. Didn't you say we were playing Russian Roulette? Why did you load all six bullets?!

There had just been a one-in-six chance of survival, but now she was not leaving him any chance to live at all!

Claire displayed the fully loaded cylinder and explained, "Since you're God's messenger, we won't gamble on something so boring. Let's play something thrilling and bet on it jamming."

As she spoke, Claire swung the cylinder back into place and pressed the gun barrel against Oma's trembling forehead.

Oma screamed inwardly, I'm definitely going to die! This bastard never intended to let me go! She just wants me dead!

"You don't need to thank me. I'm quite happy to send you to the Divine Kingdom." Claire gave him a benevolent smile and placed her finger on the trigger.

"Wait!" Oma suddenly shouted. Clearly, at the brink of death, he had figured something out.

"The Lord also said that wise people are often good at listening to others' opinions. I think the proposal you just made, Viscount, was actually quite good."

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