How about becoming a knight?

The guard looks at the bruised Bill body curiously.

'The bruises were real,' The guard thought. He then turned his head to Pastor Arnold as if asking what we should do next.

Pastor Arnold quickly composed himself. "Oh, my poor child. You have suffered so much. God already fated you to escape that day, so don't you be guilty because of it. Now, you should treat your injuries first." Pastor Arnold signalled the guard with his eyes. The guard immediately walked out of the room to get some ointment.

The Corner of Bill mouth twitched hearing the Pastor gentle wise words.

"I noticed that your face a bit pale, are you sick?" Before Bill opened his mouth, Pastor Arnold continued to speak. "Nevermind, I'll cast a cleaning spell on you in case your boss placed a curse on your body." Pastor Arnold immediately placed his palm against Bill forehead before Bill able to react.

Bill felt like his mind was getting cleaned from any negative feeling. He felt his mind and body enveloped into a warm embrace.

[ You've affected by "Purify" ]

[ Your health slowly decreasing ]

"Should I add more power?" Pastor Arnold muttered.

The light on Pastor Arnold palm grew intense. The warm embrace slowly turned into the hot one. His head felt as if being poured by hot boiling water. Bill couldn't help but shriek loudly. "AAAAAAAAH!"

[ Your life in danger ]

[ Please retreat for a moment to recover your health ]

Bill couldn't see the system warning since his eyes closed in pain.

The guard swiftly opened the door after hearing a loud shriek from inside the room. Pastor Arnold immediately retract his hand after the guard entered.

"What's wrong Pastor? I thought we already cleared our doubt about Bill?" The guard frowned slightly seeing a painful expression evident on Bill face.

Bill could still feel the pain on his head. If the guard were coming any longer, Bill couldn't imagine what will happen on his brain. Probably Bill would suffer brain death and went into a coma immediately. Bill glanced at the Pastor hatefully.

Pastor Arnold calmly replied. "I just cast a cleaning spell in case his boss placed a curse on him."

'Cleaning my ass! More like cleaning my brain all in-out,' Bill cursed inwardly.

The guard can felt something is wrong but didn't say anything. He simply walked to Bill and placed the ointment on the table.

"Can you rub the ointment by yourself?" The guard asked.

"Huh?" Bill confusedly stared at the guard.

"I mean your arm currently bruised and it will be quite hard for you to rub the ointment by yourself. If you need any help with it, I can do it."

Bill swiftly shook his head. "Nononono, I can do it myself." Being rubbed on the body by a stranger? It will be quite awkward for Bill. Never mind being rubbed, Bill even hate if someone deliberately touched his body.

The guard thinks that Bill refused him because of his trauma being a prostitute in the past, so he didn't force the poor boy and making a hard time for him.

The situation inside the interrogation room was awkward. Bill was busy applying the ointment, the guard was silently watching the two men, while Pastor Arnold only closed his eyes. No one seems to want to start a conversation, and that situation continued until Bill finally finished with the treatment.

The guard which from the start already watched the two men noticed Bill already done with the treatment, so he asked.

"Are you done?"

"Yes." Bill nodded. Though the ointment was not necessary because the bruises will be gone by itself. But since he was given the ointment freely, why not just use it.

The guard turned to the Pastor.

"Pastor, are you leaving?"

Pastor Arnold opened his eyes, then smiled. "After you."

"Follow me, Bill." Bill nodded and quietly followed the guard.

Following the guard, Bill was brought up into a ground. It seems that a matter he being suspect already cleared. Bill squinted his eyes because of the sudden light that came from the sun.

"My poor child Bill, you now regain your freedom. Please take care of yourself, and if you got any trouble, our cathedral is always open for you. I'm sorry that I'm going to leave you here because I have another matter that I need to attend. May fate guide us to meet again someday. God bless all of us." Saying that he turned into another direction.

"God bless all of us." The guard said the same words while making a cross with his hand.

He then turned to Bill. "What are you gonna do now?"

Bill was surprised to hear the guard question, he about to opened his mouth but abruptly stopped. He wasn't sure if this question would lead him into another interrogation or not. As if he could read Bill mind, the guard answered his doubt. "Don't worry, it has nothing to do with my job. It's only my personal question."

Bill sigh of relief hearing its purely the guard curiosity. Anyway, his plan sounds normal and didn't involve anything dangerous. So with ease, he answered.

"To be honest, I'm planning to do some errands if there's possible. Like cleaning streets, vendors, or maybe selling goods. but I don't know anyone here yet since this is the first time I came here." It was the only thing he can do at the moment.

The man seems in deep thought before he replied. "How about becoming a knight?"

Bill was stunned hearing the man reply. Bill was expecting the man would recommend him to some merchant. Who would thought that he actually recommend Bill to become a knight?