The game I played came true

She could feel that he was in a good mood, so she boldly asked in confusion: "Aba, Aba, Aba?"

【Why do you do that? 】

The saint made a sound in her mouth, and wanted to send her doubts and questions into the man's heart through the contract.But she was rejected, and as always, her inner words could not be conveyed.

She was unilaterally rejected.

She was a little troubled, but she could only calm down.

The man answered her doubts and did not answer the question.

"That little boy is very strong and brave. He is trying to survive. I decided to help him."

"But I won't help him too much. I will just give him a little push. How far he can grow after that depends entirely on him."

"I hope he can grow up healthily in the future."

"By the way, Saint. Don't always send harassing messages, it's very annoying."

She nodded obediently, followed the man quietly without asking any more questions.

The saint followed suit and recalled her past experiences.

As a child, she had been living in the church. The nuns took care of her and the priest taught her.

After she learned how to heal people at the age of ten, she began to treat others. They all wore nice clothes and most of them were fat.

This unchanging life is neither boring nor interesting to her.But by chance, she had the idea to go out and have a look.

What's outside the church?

Never seen it before, go check it out.

So she walked out and left the church.

When she left the inner hall, many people saw her, but no one stopped her. They seemed to think she was going to find the Pope.

She walked out of the outer hall, and no one stopped her, because most people outside didn't recognize her.

She just walked out of the cathedral and came outside the church.

The saint wandered around for a long time and saw a lot. In this prosperous royal city, there was elegance, wealth, and a lot of poverty.

She walked to the slums and saw people sitting by the walls, people stealing, and people fighting.

She heard people's painful voices and unconscious murmurs coming from the room here. Many people in the room seemed to be sick.

She knows healing magic and is very powerful.

The saint opened the door and walked in, released the healing magic, then left, going to the next house to release the healing magic.

There was no reason or reason, she just did it simply because she knew how to treat people and saw someone in need of treatment.

It had nothing to do with likes and dislikes, and no motivation. At that time, it was purely because she could and was comfortable with it.

A commotion broke out in the slum, and many people rushed over to beg her for treatment.

She doesn't have any emotions. If someone asks her, she can be treated easily.

Along the way, many people in the slums were cured.

Then when she was about to wander elsewhere, many silver-white knights came in front of her.

They surrounded her, shouting that they had found the saint and take her back quickly, and she was taken back to the cathedral.

The Pope came to see her in person and asked her why she ran out. She replied calmly: "I wanted to see the outside."

The pope's voice was very kind, but she could hear the anger: "Ms. Saint, of course you can look at it as you like, but you are still too weak now. It will be very dangerous to go out alone. Please bring the guardian knight with you in the future. I will rush to recruit your guardian knight for you."

The saint nodded and prepared to leave.

The Pope stopped her and continued to teach, his tone still kind, but behind his back he was still angry: "My Lady Saint, there is one more thing. Please remember that the people of God are nobles, and those untouchables are not the people of God. God has given Your healing magic is used to save His people, not the untouchables. Please don’t squander your magic next time.”

"Lord Saint, they are not worthy of your help."

The saint replied nonchalantly: "Yes."

She had no feelings or thoughts about it. The Pope told her so, so be it.

When going out after that, there will always be waiting silver knights following them. Occasionally, some people will come to seek treatment and will be kicked away by the knights. Some who are not kicked away will be respectfully invited to the church for treatment by the knights.

The saint released her magic and healed these people.

Most of them were white and fat, saying words of thanks and looking at her greedily.

She couldn't understand at the time why these people were greedy for emotion when they said thank you.

At this moment, recalling the looks of those people, I felt a little disgusted in my heart.

I am also a little confused about the Pope's words: Why are the untouchables not the people of God?

"Wow, so beautiful!~"

She heard the words in front of her and felt the man's happy mood.

The man in front of him looked into the distance and exclaimed in amazement. His emotion was simple and direct: happy.

She stood carefully behind her, silent.

Because the saint discovered that if a man sees him, his mood will always become worse. No matter how happy he was before, he will always feel unhappy when he sees her.

At this time, she knew very well that she was relying on him. Therefore, she did not want to make this man unhappy. She hoped to live peacefully.

The days that followed returned to the busy days of the past. She followed the man and moved forward.

The saint didn't know where she was going or what would happen next. She just followed the man, escaped from the guardian knight, and begged for his protection.

She wanted to live, she didn't want to feel death again.

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The saint followed the man and continued on the journey. She was very quiet, following and listening silently.

"Master Brave, please help us!"

"It's not that I don't want to help you, but if you don't give me some money, it will be difficult for me to help you."

"This is the best girl in our village. What do you think, Lord Brave?"

"Uncle, look at the person behind me before you speak."

"This……"

"Okay, give me one of the dolphin pigs you have at home."

"Is it enough to just use the bombardier pig? This... Brave-sama, this pig is very cheap."

"I like pork, give me two."

"Okay, no problem! Hurry! Catch two of my Todoroki pigs and give them to the brave man!"

"The needle is good. You little piglet, help me butcher it. I will take it with you when you come back later."

"No problem! Lord Brave!"

The saint followed the man and listened as he killed all the flocks of thunderbirds that had migrated near the village.

As the man walked back, he breathed in the air-conditioning: "Hey~ This bird is so powerful, it makes me numb. I will have to use a long range to shoot birds next time. It's stupid to jump around."

He appeared to be slightly injured.

The saint followed quietly behind her.

The people in the village were very grateful and came out to welcome the two. The saint followed the man and stayed in the village for one night, and was ready to leave the village during the next day.

At the entrance of the village, a little girl walked up to her and handed her a wreath.

"Thank you, big sister! Thank you for helping us!"

The saint felt her burning gratitude and was filled with gratitude and excitement.

She held the wreath and looked at the man.

This shouldn't be her thing.

The man didn't look at her, turned and walked away.

The saint put the wreath back into the little girl's hands and left.

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Auntie said: "Grandma Lindsay, you have so many colorful melon fields, can't you find more people?"

Grandma's voice: "Grandma Lindsay has no money now, so she can only work hard for you to pick more. She will make colorful melon soup for everyone in the evening, which is delicious."

The aunt said: "Oh, it hurts my waist. I want to drink more of the colorful melon soup tonight."

At this moment, the saint is following the man, picking colorful melons in the field.This is a three-color giant melon that absorbs the magic power of the ground to grow. It is good for your health to eat when mature, so it sells for a good price. Many people who have the conditions will plant some, but not too much, because they are too colorful. The melon fields will no longer be cultivated within the next year.

She heard Grandma Lindsay's voice from the side: "Hey, such a beautiful child, so well-dressed, don't come down to do things, just let us do it."

The saint was at a loss. She didn't know whether to stop.

The man picking at the front said nothing.

She felt confused and confused in her heart, not knowing what to do.

The saint stood blankly for a while, feeling that the people around her were still picking colorful melons.She slowly bent down and continued picking along.

Because everyone around her was picking, she followed.

In the evening, she took the colorful melon soup from her mother-in-law Lindsay.

Grandma Lindsay: "Thank you for your hard work. I'll give you a full bowl. Please drink more."

Unfamiliar male voice: "Grandma Lindsay! I want more too!"

Auntie said: "Grandma Lindsay, I picked a lot for you too, please give me more."

Grandma Lindsay: "Oh, everyone has their share. I cooked a lot."

The saint held the bowl and sat next to the familiar man.

He looked at her.

She felt nervous, but felt that his mood had not worsened.

After letting out a small sigh of relief, the saint quietly began to drink the colorful melon soup.

It's a bit sticky and has a mushy texture, not very tasty.

However, it smells a bit sweet.

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During the journey, the saint didn't know how long she had spent, and her perception of time was already very weak.

All I know is that after leaving the cold north, the further we go, the warmer the climate becomes, but now it has become a bit cold again.

The wind also got stronger and my face felt dry and painful.

Today I found a village where I might stay temporarily.

She followed the man quietly into the village.

They had never entered the city, and she knew that it was because of her that the two of them had to hide from the Guardian Knight, and she was somewhat grateful for that.

The village seemed to be preparing for the winter, and the saint overheard them discussing firewood.

The man was talking to the village chief and asked if he needed help. He was a wandering warrior and could help with some matters involving force and physical strength.

The village chief was not surprised. Brave men were not scarce in this country. In the past, when the Demon King was still there, dozens of brave men would set out to defeat the Demon King every year.

But most of them gave up halfway, and a small number died on the road.So far, only the female hero has led the team to reach the demon king and kill it.

But it is said that evil will appear in the future, and the king is still recruiting brave men.

The man was chatting with the village chief. He seemed to like helping others as long as he was paid.

The Saint knew why he did this because she heard him directly explain the reason.

After previously helping a village solve its water shortage problem, he said when he left the village: "It's good to play the role of an orthodox warrior. It gives me the pleasure of being a student with good morals, intelligence, body and beauty."

"In the past, when I did good deeds, I would occasionally be called a fool, and occasionally I would not be rewarded. Now I do good deeds with gratitude. It's so comfortable. When I encounter an idiot who doesn't thank him, I can just beat him up. It's so cool!"