The moment Luo Ya's hand touched Cynthia's head, a faint yellow curse appeared on the young man's body out of thin air and rushed into the woman's body through Luo Ya's arm. The next moment, a huge impact made Cynthia's body stiffen.
It wasn't an impact caused by an attack. In fact, Luo Ya didn't use any curse at all. It was a kind of suppression. It wasn't the amount of curse power, but the difference in quality.
As the original Earth Mother, Pei Tela's power was the purest among all the [Perseverance] source substances. Although the believers who obtained the [Perseverance] source substance after countless years could also enjoy the afterglow, the difference between them and her was very obvious. This was also the reason why the ancient gods could easily affect the downstream units.
The power of the Mother Earth was spreading, and from Cynthia's perspective, she had arrived at a valley. The majestic Sky-Devouring Python was slowly appearing in front of her eyes. That was the majesty of the Mother Earth in ancient times, the most primitive manifestation of their power. Anyone who looked at it would feel a sense of subservience, just like the pilgrimage of a believer to the Gods.
Cynthia's body was in this illusion. The curse power quickly circulated, and the old wound on her abdomen started to heat up. The faint yellow curse power with an indescribable vitality began to fully heal her chronic illness that couldn't be cured with medicine.
The brown-haired woman was shocked when she sensed the state of her body. Although the [Perseverance] source substance had the attribute of vitality, she had never seen such pure power before.
The recurrence of old injuries was the biggest reason why the average mercenary's life was short. Unlike the physical injuries in Luo Ya's previous life, Xi Ya's injuries were difficult to completely heal due to the curse power. For example, rare poisons, special curses, and bloodline curses. These were things that could stick with you for the rest of your life.
Cynthia's abdomen was once injured by a cultist during a mission. The special bloodline curse power completely lost its way after killing the enemy. Although it was suppressed and treated to a certain extent, at midnight, Cynthia would occasionally be awakened by the pain of the old wound.
For this kind of injury, the best treatment institution among the people was the church. However, as a cultist, she had no chance. Cynthia herself knew that she might be able to hold on in her prime, but after a hundred years, she was terminally ill. This old wound was very likely to be the cause of her death, just like the mercenaries in the group and her father.
But today, a sudden change changed her fate. In this unprecedented warmth and blessing, Pei Tela's voice rang in her ears.
Previously, when Cynthia rejected his proposal, Luo Ya stared at her body. Naturally, it wasn't because he was lustful. In fact, he was observing her through Pei Tela's power. After infusing the power of the Earth Mother into her body, Luo Ya had completely completed his mission.
Looking down at the woman who closed her eyes and trembled slightly, Luo Ya couldn't help but sigh. Before this, Luo Ya had informed him that the Iron Wall Army was very resistant to the Church of St. Maester. However, he didn't expect it to be to this extent. Now that external conditions couldn't affect them, only Pei Tela could turn the situation around.
At the end of the day, the reason why Luo Ya urgently needed an armed force was because it wasn't cost-effective for him to do it himself. Moreover, as the Deputy Lord, doing too much would damage his dignity and dignity.
In fact, after reaching Level 4 of Source Rank, Luo Ya's hands were itching. However, after careful consideration, he realized that no matter what kind of side effects he had, he would need the help of the girls to remove them. Even if he used the Holy Blade to heal himself, the Nuo Aier might still find out. If Luo Ya was discovered, he would be warned and the girls would cry and complain.
Crying. This was what Luo Ya was most afraid of. Whether it was Ai Lisi or Xia Luote, he couldn't stand the sight of tears. As for the Nuo Aier, Miss Angel wouldn't cry. However, strictly speaking, she had the authority to confine Luo Ya. As for what would happen after he was imprisoned … Hehe.
Thinking of this, the black-haired youth shuddered. He turned his head and looked at the woman beside him. As the spell power gradually decreased, Cynthia gradually opened her eyes.
"Seems like it was a good dream, Miss Cynthia."
"… Lord Holy Son, I apologize for my previous rudeness. Please forgive my ignorance."
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Holy Son? Why is she calling me that again?
When the black-haired youth heard Cynthia's words, it was as if he was dreaming of the small church during the Gemini War. However, after careful consideration, it seemed that the word 'holy' was associated with the spokesperson of God.
"Seems like Pei Tela has explained my situation clearly."
"Yes, the great existence has already sent down an oracle for me and bestowed me with his blessings."
The brown-haired woman said and couldn't help but feel apologetic. Previously, she had doubted Luo Ya's character. She thought that as a great noble of the Theocracy, he would definitely discriminate against heretics. However, after receiving the oracle, Cynthia was surprised to find that Luo Ya's purity was much higher than hers.
If Luo Ya's position was placed in ancient times, in a heretical religion like the Unyielding Perseverance Sect, he would be the number one person under God. In any sect, those who dared to go against the will of the High Priest would be punished by God. It could be said that he was the standard embodiment of authority.
In fact, the current Luo Ya should be able to do the same. However, this young master of the Akat family had never forced her to communicate with him. Even when he was rejected, he didn't get angry. Instead, he gave her his blessings. This made Cynthia very touched. Recalling Luo Ya's words, the woman's heart no longer doubted him. Instead, she couldn't help but feel a trace of hope.
Although the Xi Ya world was large, there were very few nobles who stood on the side of the heretics. Nobles like the Akat family who owned a territory with real power were even more unheard of. Luo Ya was the Holy Son, so it was impossible for him to betray them. Cynthia and the others might really be able to follow him and get rid of their uncertain lives.
If in the future, the Theocracy's attitude towards the heretics changed like Luo Ya said …
Thinking until here, Cynthia's heart became excited. She slightly changed her squatting posture to kneeling on one knee. She covered her chest with one hand and lowered her head to the black-haired youth.
"Lord Holy Son, I, Cynthia Ankete, represent the entire Iron Wall Army, am willing to pledge my loyalty to you."
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