You Have Been Invited to the Auction House of the Gods - Chapter 169

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169

 

The plaza was clearly visible from the roof.

 

In the center stood a Saint with flowing red hair and a radiant smile across her face.

 

Yun Seo-won and the two Candidates for Sainthood stood guard around her like bodyguards.

 

In front of her, the sick still formed a long line.

 

The poor filled the plaza to witness the Saint’s miracles.

 

Prayers, sighs, and cheers mixed together in a murmuring chorus.

 

Each time she extended her hand to a patient, reverent Sacred Power filled the plaza.

 

There was no need to go to such lengths.

 

It was all a performance to show everyone.

 

As Sacred Power spread through the affected areas, pain subsided.

 

Wounds healed, and those who couldn’t walk rose from their spots.

 

It was truly a scene worthy of being called a miracle.

 

And one poor person, intoxicated by the atmosphere, ran from the crowd and grabbed her hand.

 

It was a Girl.

 

I couldn’t hear the sound from this distance, but from her lip movements, it seemed her younger sister was sick.

 

The condition was so critical that she couldn’t possibly bring her to the plaza.

 

But she was soon restrained by Yun Seo-won.

 

Though his words about maintaining order were gentle, that was the line.

 

“Vice Guild Master, if you’re done repairing the roof, please come down and help move this.”

 

At Shin In-seon’s voice, I turned my head.

 

“Coming now.”

 

I jumped lightly down from the roof.

 

Looking at the repaired roof, it finally seemed to have taken the form of a proper home.

 

Though it was just a single room, there would be less worry on rainy days.

 

I took out convenience food from the Multi-purpose Cart and went inside the house.

 

A Young Boy lay on the now-fluffy bed sheets.

 

In front of him, Shin In-seon and Park Si-on continued their diagnosis and treatment.

 

When Shin In-seon performed diagnosis and treatment based on modern medicine,

 

Park Si-on used Sacred Power to accelerate the recovery process.

 

Though it couldn’t match the Saint who made the lame walk,

 

I could understand that this was what Shin In-seon called ‘the miracle of a sip of water.’

 

As I opened the cupboard, the door fell off.

 

‘I’ll need to fix this before filling it.’

 

I set down a box of instant food nearby and picked up Galmu.

 

Galmu’s form had already changed into that of a hammer.

 

It was quite an ornate appearance for a hammer.

 

I fixed the cupboard and repaired the necessary parts throughout the house.

 

After finishing the cleaning, it became quite a decent single room.

 

As I stepped outside, I saw familiar faces.

 

It was Jin Young-heon and Guild Members from Asin who had participated in Tokyo’s reconstruction project.

 

The lingering traces of mana around them suggested they had come by magic rather than airplane.

 

“Don’t worry, we’ve already legally reported to the Vatican authorities.”

 

Jin Young-heon laughed heartily as he joked.

 

“Perfect timing. We still had many houses left to visit.”

 

Shin In-seon’s face brightened with color.

 

“Then while Si-on and I make medical rounds, please handle the house repairs, everyone else.”

 

Watching her take command, this thought occurred to me.

 

‘That’s what a real Saint is.’

 

Because people who truly need treatment can’t make it to the plaza.

 

Elderly with mobility issues, children delirious with fever, patients in critical condition.

 

People who are too far away for miracles to reach.

 

Shin In-seon didn’t hesitate.

 

Park Si-on silently moved alongside her.

 

The dispatched Guild Members were the same.

 

They carried supplies, fixed leaking roofs, and repaired household items that needed fixing.

 

I couldn’t say the Saint in the plaza was wrong.

 

That was also a miracle, after all.

 

But I couldn’t say what Shin In-seon and Park Si-on were doing wasn’t a miracle either.

 

They were directly carrying light to places where light couldn’t reach.

 

‘I should hurry up and finish my work to join them.’

 

I transformed Galmu into the form of the Heavenly Demon Sword.

 

Then I stood in front of the waterway where sewage was flowing.

 

The waterway wasn’t just filled with sewage, but also various household waste and a terrible stench.

 

‘It’s been a while, so I’m not sure if I can control my strength well.’

 

My task was simple.

 

Disposing of the garbage flowing in the waterway and improving water quality.

 

Sacred flames blazed above the raised Heavenly Demon Sword.

 

‘Well, if everything gets blown away, I’ll just build it anew.’

 

A massive golden beam of light fell straight toward the polluted waterway.

 

***

 

Fortunately(?), the waterway didn’t collapse.

 

This time I controlled my strength quite well, so while blowing away various garbage, the sacred flames purified the pollutants in the waterway.

 

“How disappointing.”

 

If I had blown it away, I could have worked on laying a new waterway.

 

Still, this much would prevent worries about flooding during the rainy season.

 

After sheathing Galmu, I walked toward the alley where Park Si-on was treating patients.

 

That’s when it happened.

 

A scream erupted from deep within the alley.

 

“Someone collapsed!”

 

After running quickly to arrive, the scene I saw was chaos.

 

Even the person who had screamed was collapsed as if infected by something.

 

I immediately surrounded my mouth and nose with sacred flames.

 

At the same time, I gave orders to the nearby Ashin Guild Members.

 

“Circulate your energy right now!”

 

This wasn’t an ordinary infection.

 

Breathing became rapidly unstable, and dark red spots spread across the skin.

 

‘This isn’t natural deterioration.’

 

I created a dome with sacred flames to prevent the infection from spreading.

 

Thanks to the preemptive measure, the infection no longer spread to the surroundings.

 

‘This is definitely strange.’

 

While I don’t know much about infectious diseases, the symptoms the patients were showing looked familiar.

 

‘It’ll become clear when In-seon arrives.’

 

Whether this was naturally occurring or someone’s doing.

 

Shortly after, Shin In-seon and Park Si-on arrived wearing protective masks.

 

“In-seon, you should also circulate the Sun and Moon Divine Art. Si-on, surround your mouth and nose with Sacred Power.”

 

Instead of circulating energy, Shin In-seon activated the artifact I had given her before.

 

It was the artifact we had used in Ethiopia that prevented infection.

 

After checking the patients’ symptoms, Shin In-seon frowned.

 

“This looks like that thing, doesn’t it?”

 

It seemed Shin In-seon had seen the same thing I had.

 

“The symptoms are exactly the same as the epidemic that occurred during the Ethiopia Dungeon Break.”

 

With those words, I became certain that someone had intervened.

 

The fortunate thing was that both Shin In-seon and I had already crossed those Front Lines.

 

“Please have all guild members except In-seon and Si-on leave the dome.”

 

Before beginning the treatment, I first sent the guild members outside.

 

“Let’s proceed the same way as before.”

 

Shin In-seon nodded at my words.

 

I immediately used Mimicry to transform Galmu into the Staff of Rest.

 

“I’ll begin right away.”

 

With those words, I drove the Staff of Rest into the ground.

 

The dome instantly transformed into a Demonic Energy Barrier.

 

Negative energy descended across the entire area, including the infected zone.

 

Shin In-seon immediately activated the Angel of the Lamp.

 

Park Si-on stared blankly at the sacred fire emanating from me for a moment,

 

then realized his role and activated his Sacred Power, positioning himself beside Shin In-seon.

 

It was just as the treatment began.

 

With a thud, someone fell from the roof.

 

A clearly suspicious person with a hood pulled over their head.

 

The only people inside this barrier were the infected poor.

 

Or perhaps a guild member who would refuse my orders and remain here, but as far as I knew, there were no such suspicious guild members in Ashin.

 

That left only one possibility.

 

‘A careless culprit.’

 

– Dolsoe.

 

With my telepathic message, part of my shadow separated and chased after the fleeing hooded figure.

 

‘I’ll leave the culprit to Dolsoe and focus on the treatment first.’

 

***

 

The treatment was completed safely.

 

“You should really give me hazard pay for this.”

 

Shin In-seon, who had turned quite pale, wiped away her cold sweat as she joked.

 

It was because she had been exposed to Ghostly Energy for too long.

 

Park Si-on was beside her, continuously channeling Sacred Power into her.

 

I told her she had worked hard and moved on to the next issue.

 

“Are these the ones?”

 

Before me, two people were kneeling on the ground.

 

Behind them, Dolsoe stood guard.

 

I didn’t need to ask their names.

 

They were two faces I knew all too well.

 

No, the people from the slums gathered around me also knew exactly who they were.

 

“So… what was a Candidate for Sainthood doing spreading a virus during relief activities?”

 

Those two were Candidates for Sainthood attached to the Saint.

 

I bent my knees to meet their gaze.

 

Then I whispered quietly.

 

“Did the Saint… did Elena order this?”

 

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