Krafft's Anomaly Notes

Chapter 402 Promise
Finally, Kraft left the room.

He told everyone present that everything was under control, the patient's condition was stable, the source of the injury had been properly treated, and he thanked God for His protection and everyone for their selfless contributions. The incident was basically over.

To this end, the monastery will provide all participants with a substantial and irresistible special fieldwork allowance, as well as a dedicated recuperation environment, hoping that everyone can rest and recuperate in peace for the next two weeks until it is confirmed that there are no physical or mental health sequelae.

The monster that was rapidly fading from his mind was identified as a beast created by some ancient evil influence, which had acquired some special powers during its long life, perhaps such as incomplete invisibility, and became a folk tale through misinformation.

As the saying goes, faith can overcome all difficulties; mere tricks are no match for a devout believer.

The sacred texts clearly state that when King Pendra was discovered by the wise man Jag, he was only a little over ten years old. The day before, he was herding sheep on the hillside, and the next day he was able to kill the lake monster.

After the evil creature's method of concealing itself was broken, the little girl's ordinary iron hammer could defeat it with a single blow, which was undoubtedly strong evidence of God's protection.

Of course, for the mountain people who have little experience, the existence of monsters is still too terrifying, so the gag order is understandable.

As a responsible, faithful, and conscientious abbot, I must earnestly request that you all, at the cost of relinquishing honor and prestige, keep this heroic act in your hearts, not on your faces.

After all, defeating evil is the Lord's power and will, and to take credit and boast is contrary to the teachings of the Holy Word.

The Lord's reward is bestowed by His most faithful servants, the abbots and grand masters of the Knights.

Participants can make a reasonable request that does not violate morality, including money, favors, letters of recommendation, etc. In theory, the latter can be presented to the bishops of Dunlin. If they have any knowledge of the situation here, they will not mind helping out in a small way—they better not mind.

This was a substantial promise; even those unfamiliar with Kraft's network of connections had a basic understanding of the monastery's finances. It contained the implication of hush money, and also a degree of apology to those involved.

Without a doubt, having walked through the gates of heaven, one should not return empty-handed.

Brother Kanther was very excited and wanted to speak but hesitated, feeling that he hadn't participated in the most thrilling part and had only received subsidies and leave for staying at the church, so he was embarrassed to speak first.

Without a second's hesitation, Kup stated directly that the experience had been too shocking, causing serious damage to his mind and radius and ulna.

There are still two full weeks of recuperation time ahead. Considering the workload of Dr. Raymond, it is inappropriate for him to occupy the position without doing any work. Therefore, we earnestly request that the honorable title of Chief Resident on Duty be temporarily transferred to a more capable person.

If there's any medical-related work to be done, just call him; as for paperwork and miscellaneous tasks, forget about him.

In his hopeful gaze, Kraft expressed his agreement with great empathy, and then looked at Yvonne.

Girl... perhaps she shouldn't be called that. Even the most doting northerners rarely regard someone who can step on a stirrup as a child.

Although she wasn't very old, her upright posture and the way she touched the hammer handle made her look half a head taller than her peers, like a knight's squire, young, spirited, reckless, and brave.

After thinking for a moment, she shook her head and made no request.

Perhaps this experience was a reward for her, much like a knight mounting a warhorse for the first time, where the love for the danger and novelty outweighed everything else.

Some people even become addicted to it until a sufficiently harsh lesson comes along, putting a comma or a period to their career. Or perhaps she felt that similar opportunities were not uncommon; Kraft had made similar promises more than once, she accepted some and rejected others, she was satisfied with the current situation, and there were more opportunities in the future.

However, she was happy to save this opportunity for later use.

So it was the last person's turn. Knight Benny hesitated for a long time, his expression conflicted. While Cooper finalized the terms with lightning speed, he was still pondering the limits of Kraft's promise.

The family fortress has been in disrepair for years, and there is a lack of a watermill by the river. This year's harvest is poor, and they need food assistance.

Confined to such a godforsaken place, the plight of his territory was almost as long as his family tree. He suddenly realized that he was the one who needed this promise the most.

Funds may be a good option and can solve problems for several years, but in the long run, money is not the best option, nor is it the most urgent thing.

There are too many things to worry about, such as the health of the heir and the security of the future territory; it's impossible to ask Kraft to solve them all for me.

When he looked up at the monks, priests, and abbots in the room, a sudden inspiration struck him, and a solution that seemed to solve most of the problems appeared.

“Thank you for your generosity. I think I’ve made up my mind,” Benny said sincerely, but he didn’t make a decision immediately. “However, I need some time to discuss it. Perhaps I’ll come and bother you in the next few days.”

“No need to rush, my promise is always valid, you can consider it for a few more days.” Kraft was surprised by how quickly he made his decision, but he wasn’t worried that Benny would make any unreasonable requests; this knight was the second most reliable person.

A devout, traditional knight from a family with a strong sense of tradition, a contemporary moral exemplar, would surely not pose a challenge to anyone.

It's nothing more than helping to solve some difficulties in the territory, and to further understand what the "snake" needs to do by dealing with the local families, which is just going with the flow.

Kraft locked the clinic's doors and windows, had Kup arrange for a carriage to take the group back to the monastery to settle in, and then went straight inside, following the dark, windowless corridor into the laboratory.

He felt an urge to work his hands. The glass petri dishes were neatly stacked on the shelf, waiting to see the light of day again.

Set up a large pot, simmer a thick, gelatinous broth, and pour it into petri dishes one by one to solidify, then add bluish mold spots taken from various places.

As he engaged in repetitive tasks, his restlessness gradually subsided. He couldn't say whether it was for the patients or simply because he wanted to do something structured and purposeful.

By doing so, he remains in an environment constructed by logical rules, using familiarity and monotony as fuel to ignite a warm and rational flame.

Those chaotic and disordered idealistic existences were rejected out, pounding against the barrier of consciousness like rain pounding on glass, reminding him that this was the real majority of the world.

"Let them stay outside for now. I can think about it later," he thought.

However, the calming of the restlessness and the soreness in the arms did not suppress the itching.

On the contrary, the itching, which was initially thought to be caused by psychological factors, gradually intensified, penetrating deep into the bone marrow, until it permeated the entire left arm.