Forsaken Priest of the Hero's Party-The Banished Priest

The Banished Priest

“I’m sorry Kyle, but it would be for the best if you left the party.”

I see. So that’s how it is.

In the end, it comes to this.

The day the Lord took away the blessing bestowed upon me, I had a hunch that this would happen.

But, despite this, you’ve become truly strong. Strong enough not to need my help anymore.

I understood that.

With the Saint joining the party, what could I possibly say?

Yurinel…It’s clear to me that the Saint, and not me, is the one who belongs by your side.

No…I can’t call you by that anymore, can I? It’s Lady Yurinel Lakponcia now.

Someone who achieved many great feats and earned the Lakponcia surname is someone I now must address as a noble.

My childhood friend rose to the skies. It would be selfish of me to hold on to her ankles and drag her down.

“Honestly, for a commoner like you following this far is a miracle in itself. Besides, you don’t even know the name of the deity you serve, do you?”

“It’s not one of the Three Major Gods, that’s for certain. With the Saint joining us, there’s no need for you to stay in this party.”

Lucia Western, the second daughter of the Western family, who were legendary demon hunters. And Parnell, a once-in-a-generation prodigy from the Magic Tower.

They spoke the truth. The Lord has not revealed his Divine name to me.

But one thing is certain.

Nemi, the Goddess of Earth.

Elysia, the Goddess of Light.

Hillai, The Goddess of Healing.

These were the Three Major Gods of the continent, but I don’t serve them.

They have countless temples dedicated to them across the continent, and almost everyone believes in the Holy Trinity.

Gods worshiped by so many people couldn’t have chosen a country bumpkin like me.

They’re right.

Someone like me would only hold them back.

I realized this during the fight against Grimudo, The Ancient Demon King. No matter how much I supported Yurinel, my power was useless against threats like him.

As punishment for my arrogance, the Lord took away one of my miracles.

I had reached my limit.

To subjugate Grimudo, a better priest is needed.

The Saint who serves Nemi, the Goddess of Earth - Her Holiness, Lady Aridel could surely do it.

I’m no longer needed.

I even lost my role as a spare priest.

Since an Archbishop from the Nemi Church is also joining the party alongside the Saint.

“Isn’t a priest also joining the party with the Saint?”

“Yes. I think it may be Archbishop Renheim. He’s rather famous as well, rumor is that his Dinive power is exceptional.”

“Indeed. I’m sorry to say this Kyle, but there’s no reason to have three priests in the party. And we also don’t need a porter. I hope you can understand that this isn’t easy, but it must be done.”

Leaving the party was practically a foregone conclusion.

This wasn’t a sudden decision. I always knew that someday I would have to leave.

I knew that someone like me wouldn’t be able to follow Yurinel till the end. However, what hurt me the most wasn’t the fact that I was practically kicked out of the party…

Yurinel.

Her white, beautiful hair…It was such a brilliant shade that sometimes it would appear as pure silver.

Then, there was her gem-like sapphire-blue eyes.

But now, those same eyes were gazing at me, devoid of all emotion.

At the very least, it would have been nice if she had left me with a warm word of thanks for my efforts.

She truly doesn’t need me…

I wasn’t hoping for a grand farewell party,

But if they considered me as a comrade,

Wouldn’t they have prepared at least a small parting gift or some comforting words?

“Everyone, please take care. Don’t get hurt, and may the blessings of the Gods always be with you.”

While regretful, this was the end of my adventure.

However, since this was my limit, I should at least accept it gracefully.

Bitterness is just that, it wouldn’t help me now, so I forcefully suppressed those feelings.

Then, I cast my final blessing upon them. Hoping that someday, they would be able to defeat the dreadful Demon King.

As I finished my prayer and left the restaurant, I thought to myself.

What should I do now? I left the village to help Yurinel, but since I hadn’t accomplished a single thing of worth, could I return to my homeland? Thankfully I had some funds, and at least they gave me a bit of money to cover my travels, but while my wallet was full, my heart was empty.

I had lost my purpose.

“Oh, Heavenly Father. My Lord most austere. What should I do with my life now?”

My eyes grew moist. Even if I had expected this outcome, it didn’t make it any less sad.

Yet, despite my earnest plea, The Lord, as always, stayed silent.

The only time I heard his voice, was when he first revealed himself to me.

“My Lord, My Hope. This humble servant of yours will simply live according to your will.”

It was foolish of me to ask something of Him.

The Gods merely watch over us.

Besides, the one who had to keep on living, was ultimately me, a mere human.

With that, I knelt and prayed.

I prayed that He would pretend not to have heard my foolish question.

“I will strive to live a life bestowing your favor upon those who need it most.”

When He first revealed Himself to me, He said this,

It wasn't that I chose you, child. But you were the one who chose me,

Because you were the one who didn't give up on any of the countless possibilities I had foreseen.

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…I don’t know the meaning of those words.

That’s why I strived to understand them.

“I shall live in your name, My Lord.”

The one I serve did not reveal His divine name to me,

But he called Himself Hope. Thus, I could only refer to him as such.

“In the name of Hope, I will live.”

Perhaps, I was the only one in this continent who had faith in Him.

The sole priest who served the God of Hope.