Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 34 - 31 Side Effects of Healing Spells_1

34: Chapter 31 Side Effects of Healing Spells_1

34 -31 Side Effects of Healing Spells_1

“Be careful!” Anna screamed.

A miraculous scene unfolded.

Gaven, along with his horse, vanished into the cabin as if striking upon ripples in the water.

Anna pulled hard on her warhorse’s reins, and with a painful lift of its legs, the animal reared up, letting out a long neigh and unexpectedly flinging her from the saddle.

“Quiet!”

The moment Gaven disappeared, he burst out from the cabin, reaching out to catch the Maiden Priestess by her slender waist.

In a single motion, he spun her around, dissipating her momentum completely, and the dazed Anna landed on her feet, still in a haze.

Gaven’s recent outburst, filled with mental force, had quieted the previously startled warhorse, which obediently allowed itself to be led by him into the cabin.

As they passed through the cabin, the Maiden Priestess felt a distinct ripple of magic power.

Clearly, this was not just a simple cabin but a spell she had heard of yet never seen before—a third-level spell—Leomund’s Tiny Hut.

She had not expected this spell to be even more magical than the legends said.

Driven by curiosity, Anna couldn’t help but look around, even reaching out to touch it.

No matter how she looked at it, it seemed no different from a real cabin, but when she really concentrated, the whole cabin became semi-transparent.

The encircling jackalweres and hyenas hacked and bit at the cabin, only to stir up ripples upon its surface, unable to inflict even the slightest damage.

This hut was not made from material substances but was a simulation created by force magic.

“Don’t mind them, with their strength, even if they gnaw for hours, they won’t be able to break the spell.

Firstly, come and help heal my companion,” Gaven called out, having settled the two warhorses.

“A Goblin?

Your companion is a Goblin?” the Maiden Priestess exclaimed in a low voice, surprised.

“What’s the matter?

Does Miss Sacrificer have prejudices against other races?

Are you unwilling to heal such a person?” This time, it was Gaven’s turn to feel uncertain.

After all, the Anna Caben he knew was the mature version with a wealth of adventure experience, and many of her views were formed while traveling and adventuring.

He had somewhat overlooked this factor.

“I’m sorry…

I’m sorry…

I lost my composure…” the Maiden Priestess began to panic, fumbling over her words, “I was just a bit surprised, I assure you…

I meant nothing else by it…

please forgive me.”

“I’m the one who should apologize; I should have explained the situation beforehand,” Gaven said insincerely, “Since there’s no problem, let’s begin!”

“Yes, yes, I’ll start right away!” the Maiden Priestess said as she ran over to Vick, kneeled by his side, and began checking his condition with practiced movements, clearly no stranger to such tasks.

“The problem isn’t very big, a broken leg bone and four broken ribs.

Actually, if there were a healing potion available, just setting his leg bone and drinking a healing potion would suffice.

If it weren’t for the urgent combat situation, a bit of Healing Minor Injuries would do.

Professionals are all attuned with nature.

As long as they get ample rest, the omnipresent healing power will slowly help them recover,” Anna said as she straightened Vick’s leg bone and reached for the potion on her belt.

“Wait!” Gaven urgently called out.

If she used a healing potion on Vick, the significance of all his effort tonight would pretty much be lost.

“What’s wrong?” Anna asked, her head tilted in confusion. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

“Since Miss Sacrificer is already here, why not cast the healing spell yourself?

As far I know, the more people you priests heal with your magic, the more divine favor you gain, and the stronger you become,” Gaven steered the conversation towards the direction he wanted.

“Healing potions should be reserved for critical moments when divine arts are exhausted.

That would be more appropriate.”

“I…

I…

cast the healing spell?” The maiden priestess, with a strand of golden hair that had slipped onto her forehead from under her cap, now whimsically swaying, had her smooth forehead covered with beads of sweat from either previous exertion or nervousness.

Her slender fingers were almost twisted in distress.

Gaven, pretending ignorance, curiously asked, “What?

Does it mean Miss Sacrificer’s divine arts slots for today are already used up?

Or does Miss Sacrificer not have healing spells prepared?

I remember your church worships the God of Suffering, healing always comes foremost in your faith.”

“I’m sorry, I’m really sorry…” Anna said with a gloomy face, “I…

I should have, should have informed you about the situation earlier…

My healing spells are a bit unstable and often have mysterious side effects…

The High Priest has forbidden me from using healing spells…

I should have told you…

you could have brought a healing potion back.”

“Unstable side effects?” Gaven feigned a surprised look, “How can healing spells be successful or unsuccessful and yet have side effects?

Couldn’t someone consult about it to find out why?”

Anna’s face grew even more despondent, on the verge of crying, “I’ve consulted.

The High Priest had taken me to consult his teacher, a powerful senior priest…

who examined my casting process in detail…

He thought that apart from being a bit nervous, there were no other…

no other issues.

I also often check the prayers, and I guarantee, the prayers I recite are word-for-word correct and attuning to the Magic Network is not a problem.

But there are problems every time.”

“Hmm…” Gaven put on a thoughtful expression, “If that’s really the case, I might know someone who could help you.”

“Really?” The maiden priestess asked with a hopeful surprise, “You’re not lying to me, are you?”

“Why would I lie to you?

There’s no benefit for me in this matter.

But I can’t make any promises.

How about you cast a healing spell, and I’ll take a look at the actual situation before I say more,” Gaven half-sincerely suggested, needing one final check to confirm if she was the person he was looking for.

Anna hesitated for a moment, but finally, the thought of finding the root cause of her issue prevailed.

She started to recite the prayer with focused concentration.

Rich positive energy gathered around her, and with her prayer and hand signs, it began to twine, weave, and twist, finally forming a healing spell that is beneficial to all creatures.

Healing Minor Injuries!

Obviously, the maiden priestess, who didn’t have many chances to heal, had a low Professional Level, remaining at one to two.

But then again, for someone of her age to have a Professional Level was already a remarkable achievement.

Gaven watched the maiden priestess’s casting process without blinking.

When Anna recited the spell, the overall rhythm was noticeably half a beat slow.

This was an intentional training result to overcome her stuttering problem when nervous.

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans had already covered her forehead, indicating her high tension and psychological shadow over casting.

But from beginning to end, her prayer was flawless.

When the Healing Minor Injuries spell was channeled into Vick, Gaven felt a sense of absence—as if the spell was missing something.