The little pastor is taking care of the weirdness of divinity

Chapter 2 I have a bold idea!

"Let me judge the target of treatment, I will give priority to children!"

Chamberlain moved forward step by step, passing by the wounded on linen one after another, his eyes wandering over the charred flesh and blood, looking for the most seriously injured and young enough children.

One hand—perhaps more than one—tugged at the corner of Chabron's clothes, but he did not stop.

At the end of the temple, Chabron stopped.A girl with orange hair turned her back to him, facing the wall, sobbing softly.

Seemingly hearing Chabran's footsteps, the girl Arya turned her head.

The girl's skin was bloody and bloody after being baptized by the flames - Chabron tried to imagine what it would feel like to be injured like this.Even fantasies bring pain.

The priest boy inadvertently lowered his gaze and saw him - the unconscious silver-haired brother in the girl's arms.

"Please treat... An Luo, he is dying soon." The girl whispered, moaning like a mosquito, "Don't worry about me, even if I just get close to you, I feel my strength regained."

Xia Bron nodded slightly. At this moment, he heard someone behind him echoing the girl's words.

"Me too! Just being sent to the temple by my wife, my leg injured by the wooden stick seems to have regained its strength. It must be the grace of your body that stabilized the injury and brought strength." That was the old carpenter John the sound of.

"Oh my God! Little Chabron. I can feel it when I'm next to you. The wounds on your body don't seem to be an inconvenience anymore." That was the voice of Aunt Martha.

Chabron was a little surprised——

Is this a psychological effect?

Or has he, a visitor from another world, really brought about any changes?
He didn't speak, but raised his hand to gently touch the unconscious little boy An Luo.

Seeing this scene, the strong Jacks behind Chabron breathed a sigh of relief——

The only lucky person chosen by Chabron is his nephew!

"The beginning and end of all things in the heavens, the teacher of the long river of time. Your great power will surely make what has already come to pass, what has not yet come to pass, the wounds to be healed, the spring grass to become new green, and the flesh and blood to be reborn."

As the spell was cast, a string of numbers suddenly appeared in front of Shabron:
[The target recovers 9 points of HP]

[Remaining mana: 0/4]

Chabron found it somewhat ironic - the stench reminded him that this was a real other world.But the stupid "rules of the game" work faithfully.

Silver-white light surged out of Chabron's hands——

The long river of time seems to swim upstream in an instant, erasing the "fact" of the injury.

When the light faded, the scorched skin disappeared, and the newborn skin was as tender as a baby.

One-ring divine spell, [treat minor injuries]

The "light injuries" of [Treatment of Minor Injuries] are obviously not relative to ordinary people. Of course, these amounts of treatment can only cure minor injuries for advanced adventurers, but they are enough to make dying ordinary people recover instantly.

"I have seen other low-level priests from other places perform magical spells to heal wounds. But no one has ever treated people as well as you, without leaving any scars."

The girl Arya saw her brother's blood return to color in her arms, her eyes full of surprise and reverence.

Hearing the girl's words, Chabron's feeling of weirdness doubled, and he frowned slightly.

At that moment, an idea, a special idea, bubbled up in his mind.

In order to verify this idea, he tried to open the game panel again, and the illusory panel that only he could see emerged:
[Occupation: Level 1 Priest]

[Sacred Realm: Light (also known as the Sun)]

[Deity or Idea: Eternal Light]

[Race: Human, Age: 15, Alignment: Chaotic Good...]

[Attribute values: Strength 9, Agility 14, Constitution 16, Perception 16, Intelligence 14, Charisma 14...]

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Chabran narrowed his eyes, the stench in the air and the rigid game data gave him an indescribable sense of incongruity:

Why did my own treatment leave no scars?

Why did the seriously injured regain their strength when they came to him?
Why is there still a data panel even in this real world?

is it possible……

An extremely bizarre idea is jumping in Chabran's mind!

The emerald green moonlight flows in from the window, dyeing the white ground of the temple into an emerald color.

Chabron turned around, and pairs of eyes turned to him.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, Chabron took a deep breath, summoned up the strength to speak:

"I have a way, although it may not be successful, but I want to try it. Maybe...

"Maybe I can heal everyone!"

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(Note 1: In order to pay tribute to Buddha universe and pathfinder2 version, most of the professional abilities of "Nightfall" game are "specialties". Originally, the specialties that can be selected by all professions are called "general specialties". In addition, I may also start Some (think) cool names.)
　Omitted data part:

　　【Mana: 0/4】

　　[Consecration Ceremony (Professional Characteristics): Priests are masters who are most proficient in sacred rituals.You are good at lengthy rituals, and you can perform a variety of magic rituals without consuming mana...]

　　[Human endowment (racial characteristics): Humans are creators and pioneers, and gain an additional self-selected general expertise (not selected). 】

　　[General expertise (derived from human endowment): not yet selected]

　　[Priest professional specialty: Defensive Flash (prerequisite: Sun Domain): 3 times a day, when you are attacked, you can use a reaction action to call out the light of the sun to protect yourself, making the attacker blind during this attack (no immunity) ). 】

　　
　
(End of this chapter)