Sivil came back in a few moments later as he held a box, inside filled with a few herbs, cloth and a small bottle of what appeared to be a sticky-like fluid with slight yellowing to it.

"Come here young man and sit."

Sivil took a seat on the bench as he unpacked a few things. Nathan was coming over and making a place next to him with a smile clear a day on his lips.

It was a strange feeling, the priest acting almost fatherly towards him which made him laugh internally at the change in roles. He still looked like his typical twenty-seven-year-old self even though in this world he had lived before the dawn of this universe.

"Strange, you are not even hurt at all. You are a lucky man to have gotten past without a single wound."

Sivil placed his items back into his case, putting it all away and he set the box safely next to his knee, his hand taking a new teacup with hot tea inside as he took a sip himself before continuing.

"You can praise whichever G.o.d or G.o.ddess for that stroke of luck!"

Both men were laughing together as they sipped the tea, enjoying the peace inside the church with the distant screaming of kids in the background and even the shouting of the guards from the wall.

"I'm surprised you said G.o.ds and G.o.ddesses instead of Saleh. You are a church of Saleh I guess since this is the capital. I thought you would be similar to the rest. Tossing the other religions into the ravine below and not even mentioning them."

The silence came next, Sivil not sure how to respond as his wife had escaped into the back to prepare more tea, clearly not helping him with this conversation as it was a somewhat difficult one.

"I'm a.s.suming you are not a religious man for the G.o.ddess Saleh. I'm not like the other churches when it comes to forcing people into one religion. I can't change a man's heart faith if they truly believe in another."

Nathan smiled his head and just nodded to the man, surprised to find someone who held true faith in his heart while keeping a keen mind as well.

"I still wish to ask who you believe in and place your faith and trust in young sir?"

Sevil asked as he sipped his tea, looking at the man as he saw only confusion and pain. a.s.suming he had some traumatic experiences when it came to religion.

"Sorry Priest. I can't say I hold any faith in the DemiG.o.ds that reside no longer in this world."

Nathan said as he placed his tea down, his mind going to his sons and daughters as he felt pain as he knew the reason for everything. It was not their fault: It was his.

"Ahh. It seems you are more a believer in the Creator G.o.d. It's rare to see anyone give him any attention considering he is more of an aloof G.o.d. His sons and daughters get the limelight while he works in the background. So do you place your faith in him?"

The next set of words made Nathan blink, Faith in himself? He had faith that he could fix all these issues and maybe resolve everything back to a state that looked like before. It would take so much time and energy to finish the entire process.

"I suppose, If I do not have faith in that then I can't have hope for anything. Though sometimes I still question myself."

Sevil stopped for a moment as he looked to him, misinterpreting the meaning of his words, a.s.suming he was losing faith in the creator G.o.d.

"The creator G.o.d is someone everyone should place faith in. Creating all the G.o.ds even Saleh. He is the only one who created this lovely world, every creature as well. He also gave us all a free-will. People forget this fact all the time, and we should wors.h.i.+p him before anyone else."

Sevil's smile was infectious as he continued to drink his tea, looking at the man with a small grin.

"You are an amazing Priest. Have you considered moving to a different town? I would pay for everything."

Those words caused Sevil to spit out his tea into the cup he was holding. His wife was peeking her head in with a blush as she stared at how this conversation changed.

"That is a tempting offer, but maybe we should talk more before you decide something so rash. Maybe you should tour the facility so you can see everything we do."

Sevil stood as he placed his cup along with Nathan's empty cup into the back, coming back as he held out his hand to the man. Making sure to give it a firm shake as he continued smiling to him.

"My name is Sevil. May I ask your name?"

"Nathan."

Nathan replied as he shook the man's hand, smiling gently as he felt a warm sensation for meeting someone such as this man who had such kindness inside his heart. It was rather easy to tell from the first glance. His soft nature and consideration when it came to inviting someone potentially in danger into his own home and offering a drink.

Even talking about his problems without any judgment and hate as he tried to give the best advice. It had made such an impression that he still smiled at this moment from the previous conversation.

"I still want to let you know that even after today. I insist that you come to my town and become our priest.

Nathan put his hand out, offering to shake his.

"Not just for one religion but everyone."