Raising Paladins

Episode 11. we were lucky (1)

“Daryl bro, do you know why we are doing this here?”

“Okay… … .”

“My eyes are about to close, uh huh… … .”

The screams of your siblings.

Daryl shook his head.

“I just came out because I was told to come out. What do I know?”

“phew… … .”

At the same time, raise your head and look up at the sky.

It was an early morning without the sun rising.

Gathering at the well in the backyard, they were waiting for the knife.

“Has everyone gathered?”

Then a knife appeared from around the corner.

A sword that appeared while swinging the completed wooden sword.

Daryls bowed their heads.

“Gathered! Knight!”

“The manners of servants are increasing day by day. good.”

“But what did you call me for?”

Bed linen washing task every morning.

That’s at least after breakfast.

But now it’s really puppet dawn.

They were Daryls who didn’t know why they were here right now.

“Didn’t you tell me yesterday? I’ll wait and see for the next week.”

I definitely did say something like that.

-I will teach swordsmanship to those who have the qualifications! Let’s see from today!

But what does the ability to learn swordsmanship have to do with gathering in the backyard at dawn?

Carl answered Daryl’s curiosity.

“In order to become a battle priest, or even a paladin, you must thoroughly control your life. The first button is getting up at 4:00 in the morning.”

“Bird, are you waking up at 4 in the morning?”

“Yes. Every day, I wake up at 4:00 am, warm up, and do basic training. If you can’t do that, it’s no exaggeration to say that you don’t have the qualities. Because it is the basic of the basics!”

“ah… … .”

I felt the ones to take.

that there is no turning back now

Because I fell in love with the words ‘I will teach you swordsmanship’ and said that I would give it a shot.

If you say something like ‘I can’t do it, it seems difficult’, you will surely become the first victim of the newly made wooden longsword.

The other four also felt the same way, their faces darkened.

‘I never woke up at that hour… … .’

‘It’s already painful… … !’

Whoa!

Carl unpacked the luggage he had carried on his back.

Five sloppily hewn wooden swords fell.

It was a general wooden sword that could be used for general training.

“Choose one.”

“yes!”

A plausible weapon given for the first time in my life!

The Daryls rushed in and picked up wooden swords.

“Oh, it’s a real wooden sword!”

“This is the first time I caught it!”

Bung- Bung-!

Very excited faces.

They have lived their lives in the gutter, ripping off money in the market.

For them, ‘swordsmanship class’ is literally a ray of hope.

I can’t contain my joy when it’s about to happen.

Of course, the training hasn’t even started yet.

“Who told you to swing it?”

Cal’s cool voice as he stood with his hands behind his back.

The Daryls flashed to their senses.

“I’m sorry!”

“Who told you to speak your mind? During training time?”

“omg!”

“Stand upright.”

“… … !”

chuck!

Five people take a posture of attention in moderation.

Carl, holding a wooden sword, stood in front of them.

“Never be late for training. You shouldn’t be lazy in the middle. Do not make my teachings in vain by thinking differently. If any of these apply, you will practice one-on-one with me. Got it?”

1 on 1 training.

That means that the words are training, and that he will be beaten in front of everyone.

as painful as possible!

Since they had been gangsters for a long time, they immediately understood what they were saying.

“All right!”

“Then let’s start our first training session.”

gulp!

The Daryls were nervous and swallowed.

Carl showed one movement without paying attention to those Daryls.

“First, take a step back with your right foot. Then, hold the wooden sword lightly with both hands so that the crossguard is at the level of the pit of the stomach.”

Swoop- Chuck!

“Next, lift the wooden sword so that the pinning comes to a height of 45 degrees diagonally forward from the forehead. After that, take a step with your left foot and strike it down. At this time, just before your left foot touches the ground, push the ground with your right foot to add strength. I will show you a demonstration, so take a good look.”

Boo-boo-boo!

“omg!”

Perfect slam action with no flaws!

He simply struck the wooden sword into the empty air.

But I heard something explode in the air.

‘If that was my head, not air… … Ugh… … !’

Daryl’s hairline has become soft.

A cold sweat runs down the back of your head.

“Did you see? The basic movements are jockeying and lowering. If you master the slam, you can take down any enemy in one blow. You servants will practice this slap 10,000 times every morning with me starting today. Got it?”

“yes? Ten thousand times?”

Quick!

“Quaaagh!”

Unwitting Peter grabbed his left shoulder and let out a terrifying scream.

OK.

“Be quite. Are you going to wake up all the sick?”

f*ck!

“Keuk… … .”

This time, Peter was slapped on the right thigh.

However, foreboding that if he screamed again, he would be beaten again, he shut his mouth.

An excruciating pain escaped from Peter’s lips.

The pity on Daryl’s expression when he saw Peter like that was buried.

‘He’s had problems with his mouth since before.’

The knife that gave me time to taste the pain for a moment.

He pointed the wooden sword at the fallen Peter.

“Stand upright.”

“yes!”

Peter stands up like an ottogi!

All five people’s eyes are on the wooden sword holding the knife.

Peter was the first to start, but I don’t know who that wooden sword will fly to.

They were Daryls who were determined to faithfully carry out Carl’s orders as much as possible.

“Anybody else have complaints or suggestions?”

“… … .”

“Good.”

Carl raised his head with a satisfied face and continued.

“Then let’s start our first training session.”

***

“Work hard today too! Let’s go!”

Tira jumped out of bed with a cheerful cry.

Tirada has a bright and cheerful personality by nature.

But the last few days have been even worse.

It was thanks to the five servants Carlos attached.

‘As expected, it’s comfortable because I have a lot of hands. Maybe I should go help in the kitchen now?’

Darryl who became a new laundry tub.

They were so strong that they peeled off the stains from the laundry very well.

It took a long time at first because there was no trick, but now I’m quite used to it.

Now, if I teach him one or two more days, I think I can leave all the laundry work to him.

Tira was then going to help Eric with his struggling kitchen.

‘Will there be another seed?’

What if Carlos gets another five new seeds?

Could new seeds appear again, just as the washing tub suddenly appeared?

‘Then I’d be very, very happy.’

I wish there were only five more.

No, only ten!

Then five of them will be sent to Priest Eric to help with the kitchen, and five will be able to cultivate a small field around the temple where they were playing because no one was there.

If I could be self-sufficient on just tomatoes, cucumbers, and cabbage, I’d save a lot on groceries!

In addition, when the laundry, kitchen, and gardening manpower are filled, Tira can focus solely on her original job, taking care of the sick.

Truly the icing on gold!

‘Am I trying to rely too much on Carl… … .’

Tira, who was dreaming of happiness, shook her head slightly.

It is true that the situation at the temple suddenly began to improve when Carlos appeared.

But you can’t rely on Carlos for everything!

Leaning on others wasn’t the right mindset of a priest, and it didn’t suit Tira’s temperament, who grew up in a farmhouse and had a rather stubborn corner.

‘I’m grateful for Carl’s help, and I’ll do what I can on my own!’

Tira made up her mind and quickly changed her clothes.

I folded my pajamas and left the room.

“Grandma, did you sleep well?”

Patients lying in bed see Tira and wave their hands a little.

The first thing Tira does when she wakes up in the morning is to turn around the hospital bed.

It’s to make sure nothing happened to the sick last night.

“Ohh… … Tyra… … .”

“Did Grandpa sleep well too?”

“Come on, I’m still alive today.”

Tira met and greeted the two eldest patients.

She approached the old man who was lying down and lifted his arm and waist slightly to check his back.

“Grunt… … .”

An old man frowning in pain.

Tira stroked his forehead softly.

“Grandpa, you really have to squeeze today. Otherwise, it is really dangerous.”

“Okay… … .”

Back ulcers (swellings on the back) that have settled deep in the back of the elderly.

It is a disease acquired thanks to a lifetime of carpenter work and a hard day’s work ending with alcohol.

Tira wanted to squeeze out that boil.

However, the old man was very afraid of it, so he hardly tried it.

In fact, there are many cases where it goes wrong while weaving the back window.

The old man’s fear was not just because of his weakened body and mind.

“Ah, yet… … won’t you be okay? Wait a few more days… … .”

“Oh dear… … .”

It’s not something that can be avoided over and over again.

However, Tira’s heart weakened whenever she faced her grandfather’s frightened eyes.

‘Either get medicine, or forcefully drain the pus. Otherwise, it could be really dangerous.’

Tira said, patting her grandfather on the shoulder.

“all right. Then we’ll have just a few more days. Did you know?”

“Yes… … .”

Tira looked after all the other young patients and kept a bedside diary.

She washed up the laundry in five hospital rooms and headed to the backyard.

I’m going to blow off the depressed mood because of the boil with the laundry!

Tira enters the backyard with a positive mind.

she cried in a cheerful voice.

“Good morning everyone, gentlemen!”

Oh, Senior Priest!

Hey, you can call me Tyra. They are members of the same temple now.

If I did that, there wouldn’t be any collarbones left… … I’ll call it this for the time being.

all right. Then, shall we start washing vigorously today? Let’s go!

Cheer up!

… … The same conversation usually follows.

But today, the well is full of silence.

“What, what is it? What happened?!”

Daryl and his friends collapsed with their limbs stretched out near the well!

Perhaps they had swallowed a bad mushroom, and their limbs trembled with foam at the mouth.

‘Is it epilepsy!’

I’m sure I’ve seen symptoms like that in medical research papers.

But were epileptic seizures contagious?

Why five people at once… … ?

Tira watches the collapsing Daryl and the gang.

A man came into her gaze coming out of the bushes in the backyard.

“knife?”

“Good morning, Tira.”

Carl picked some berries from the bush and mumbled them into his mouth.

“… … yes. What are you doing in the backyard early in the morning?”

“I decided to train from today.”

“Are you training?”

“When I said that I would teach swordsmanship to a guy with the qualifications, everyone eagerly jumped at me. Weird guys.”

“… … ?”

Come to think of it, there are several roughly sharpened wooden swords rolling around the Daryls.

Tira took one of them and looked at it blankly.

I heard the voice of the collapsed Daryl.

“… … ryo.”

“yes?”

“… … live.”

“What?”

“person… … save… … .”

“… … ???”

fluff.

Daryl’s hand, which was reaching out for Tira, fell to the floor.

Tyra became contemplative and shouted.

“Lord, are you dead?!”

“I passed out because I was exhausted. Leave it alone and it will wake up, never mind.”

“Eh?”

Carl smiled contentedly as he brandished his newly made wooden sword.

Every time he swings his wooden sword, the air booms! pop! A burst of air was heard.

Even Tira, who has no knowledge of swordsmanship, is a strange figure.

However, there was no time to worry about swordsmanship with the sword of hell spread out in front of her eyes.

It was then.

thump, thump, thump!

Loud knocking on the front door of the temple.

The sound carried through the quiet morning air to the backyard.

“Who has been here since morning? Is it milk delivery?”

Tira put down the laundry basket and hurried to the front door.

Kiki-kung!

“who… … uh?”

Tira gladly opened the door, wondering if a believer had visited after a long time.

Unexpected people were waiting there.

“I heard you have a brother and Peter here to take you. I want to talk for a moment.”

It was the left arm of Hanson’s gang, Joseph Son.