Holy Light Aversion? What Does It Have to Do With Me Being a Support?

Transmigrated into a fallen priest, Mark clutches the Forbidden Scripture that would make a saint’s face turn black in his left hand, and a cross blessed by the Abyss in his right.

When the Holy Water from the Holy Light Cathedral can purify monsters, Mark’s “counterfeit Holy Water” is causing slimes to mutate with twelve pairs of wings; as Light Priests chant healing prayers to aid their teammates, Mark’s Healing Technique makes wounds bloom with Vampiric Roses on opponents—after all, having been blacklisted by the Holy Light, he knows no proper holy arts.

Among the adventurers at the empire’s border, a legend still circulates: when the monster tide arrived, a certain individual calling himself “Temporary Support” was seen applying a life-steal shield to his teammates while smashing the skull of a bone dragon with his cross.

“They say supports should stay in the back?”

Mark kicked away a lunging ghoul, casting a Blood Boil buff on the Berserker, “Don’t you see our squad’s damage output relies on the healer causing aggro?”

When the Holy Light Church finally discovered this heretic who used Nightmares as healing spells and Abyss Crystals as resurrection coins, Mark was with the Elf Archer he picked up, a bankrupt Noble, and a talkative Dwarf, setting up a grill at the Demon King’s castle—after all, no imposter holy order would set up a stall in Holy Light City.