It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right?

Grete's smile immediately froze.

I go! I go! I # %^* @!

Lying feels good for a while, but the lie will go to the crematorium!

Why did I tell such a lie then!

Why did I just recommend it to the Natural Gods?

He looked carefully at the old man's clothes. Wearing dark brown robes and an oak staff, he has a strong build and a kind demeanor. No matter how you look at it, he looks like a servant of the God of Nature. The villagers also called him Elder...

That's the leader of the cult!

He ran into the hands of the big BOSS!

what to do? Would it be considered blasphemous? Will he be burned to death? Or not to burn, but to be killed by bears, wild boars, leopards, etc., and buried under the oak tree?

Gretel opened his mouth to defend himself, but no words came out. The old man was still looking at him with a smile, like an old bear lying in the distance observing the hive. At first glance, it seemed to be completely harmless - that's all.

Grete's back was covered in cold sweat. Run away, defend, deny - countless thoughts whirled around in his mind, but finally he gritted his teeth and simply told the truth:

"I was bragging..."

He recounted the situation verbatim. Uncle Karen was seriously injured. He miraculously understood the healing technique. In order not to worry his colleagues, he pretended to be inspired by the gods...

"At that time... I just felt that the God of Nature was relatively noble, and the cult was easy to talk to..."

The old man's eyes opened wider and wider, looking at Gretel as if he was looking at something incredible - he probably didn't expect someone to have such an open mind. Looking at it, he suddenly raised his head and laughed.

Hey - is it so funny? The little tongue has seen it!

Grete moved uneasily. Oops, it seems that although the elder is in a better mood and may not pursue him to death, but it seems that it will become a dark history...

The old man was still looking down at him, smiling like a bear that had eaten its fill of honey and heard that the bees were willing to provide it regularly. The sun shone from behind him, casting a huge shadow on Gretel, which was no less impressive than the shadow of the oak tree next to him.

Gretel quietly took a step back, then took another step back. With a click, an acorn cracked under his heel...

"A few days ago, I heard that there was such a mage boy who actually claimed to have received divine enlightenment." The old man suddenly spoke. Grete felt something in her heart and listened to him slowly say:

"The way of spreading the news is a bit strange, as if it was deliberately meant to be heard by me, but it didn't want me to know who sent it. After asking about it for a few days, I wanted to come to the Mage Tower to ask Gehrman."

People go directly to Master Gehrman...well, the elders of the local campus of the Church of Nature are indeed qualified to go directly to the host of the Mage Tower. Gretel shivered and asked in a low voice:

"That……"

There was a tap on the shoulder, interrupting the conversation. The old man stared into Gretel's eyes, as if he wanted to see into his heart, and spoke in a deep voice:

"I saw you on the road. I saw that you were willing to help the injured poor, doing your best, and not being greedy for fame and fortune afterwards. Such a character is in line with the teachings of our God. Then, I want to ask you -

Are you willing to learn the teachings of the God of Nature and understand His grace? "

this……

Gretel was stunned. He stared at the white-haired old man across from him with wide eyes, almost unable to believe his ears. Such a good thing? Instead of beating him, scolding him, or burning him on the pyre, you want to absorb him into the cult?

What about faith, what about reverence for God?

It can't be fake, right?

He replied subconsciously: "I don't know your identity yet..."

"Oh, haha, I forgot to introduce myself." The old man raised his head and smiled. The oak staff struck the dirt for a moment. Grete's eyelids twitched as he seemed to see the grass secretly growing next to him——

"I am Erwin Wilkinson, the elder of the local Order of the God of Nature. You can call me Erwin. How about it, young man, are you willing to learn from me?"

"But-but, why?"

"Because you are a good healer. You are capable and willing to help the poor." Elder Erwin replied seriously: "Your actions are consistent with the purpose of the order. From this point of view, you are naturally our partner."

The old man spoke slowly, with a sincere look on his face, and it seemed that every word came from the bottom of his heart. Gretel was still a little worried and couldn't help but ask more:

"But what about faith?"

"Belief--"

Elder Erwin couldn't help but smile. He murmured these two extremely serious and heavy words, and looked at Gretel up and down, the more he looked, the more satisfied he became. After thinking for a while, he turned around and took a few steps with his hands behind his back, calling to Gretel:

"Come."

Gretel quickly followed. Elder Erwin walked all the way up the hillside, looking at the smoke from the village not far away, and suddenly asked Grete:

"What do you believe in?"

"..."

"What is the power that allows you to gather your will and activate healing techniques?"

Gretel was silent for a moment. He stood next to Elder Erwin, looking at the children running around in the village, looking at the old man who was hunched over at work, looking at the human fireworks at his feet, and whispered:

"Health depends on life, life depends on it——"

"What?"

"Those who taught us medicine told us," Grete said slowly. In this distant alien world, when all his teachers and colleagues were far away from each other, retelling the teachings and vows made back then made his heart surge:

"They said that our mission is to save the lives of patients and take care of their health. Patients entrust their lives to us, and their health depends on us, so we must not let down this mission no matter what..."

These teachings and vows are too solemn and serious. Elder Erwin chewed carefully and couldn't help but feel slightly lost in thought. He was silent for a long time:

What kind of group of people would make such an oath and teach disciples with such a purpose?

After a long time, he came back to his senses and spoke softly:

"Then, will you claim that you have received divine inspiration from my God and convey His oracle?"

Deliver an oracle? ! Grete shuddered. A picture flashed in his mind: he was jumping around like a giant jumper, fell to the ground and twitched, his mouth was crooked and his eyes were squinting, and then he jumped up and declared that he was some kind of heavenly father and brother, and started to speak in a strange voice... …

Absolutely not! Gretel shook his head desperately:

"I won't! I absolutely won't!"

Elder Erwin laughed. Although he didn't know what Gretel was thinking, this explosive reaction, apart from being determined, was actually a little cute. He smiled and stretched out his hand to pat Gretel silently, then said seriously:

"Your beliefs and principles do not conflict with those of the Order. So, are you willing to understand the teachings and graces of the God of Nature? If you find it acceptable, join us and let us learn your treatment methods? "

"I am very willing to!"

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