Kieran walked out from the light, waving his hand and releasing a layer of light.
The deadly plague was swiftly dispersed by the white light.
The people who fainted woke up.
They looked around blankly and saw their loved ones, Kieran who was shining in light.
At the same time, they recalled everything.
The plague!
It was the plague that made them faint.
But now?
They felt like they were completely healed.
Their minds weren't as dizzy as before, their bodies were filled with energy.
Was it that person who saved them?
Looking at Kieran who was shining in light, the people who were saved were extremely grateful.
Especially an elderly with white hair and beard.
He had been through the olden era, lingering on the edge of life and death. Looking at Kieran who was wearing a black robe but still looked extremely holy, the memories of his childhood resurfaced.
Back then, there were many people like Kieran who would stand up and save people like him in the face of disaster.
But unknowingly, people like him vanished.
The elders said God had abandoned this place.
The wise man said that God was nothing.
The nobles said the people should be ruled by them.
…
Countless opinions filled that era.
Each of them claimed to be wise, thinking they could represent everything.
But in the end?
The victor had the final say.
The Kingdom of Dawn had fallen.
Gone.
All that was left was the reconstruction after the war.
Blood poured everywhere.
Bones piled up.
It was a day that people didn't want to recall.
Like how they longed for the light of their childhood.
Now!
Light appeared once again.
The elderly looked at Kieran who was bathed in light, his eyes brimming with tears.
"A miracle!
This is a miracle!
The Goddess of Dawn didn't abandon us!
Even though we forgot the grace of the Goddess, at the last moment, the Goddess was still willing to send an emissary to save us! "
The elderly cried out loudly.
God was back again!
No, God never left!
Looking at the emissary who was bathed in light, it was even more dazzling, intense, and gentle than what he remembered.
Unconsciously, the elderly knelt down on one knee.
"Dear and merciful Bernadette, please forgive the lost child."
"He knows his mistake, he has returned."
"You are watching the human child from the divine kingdom."
"He will do as you wish."
"God, love the world!"
The old man's shout resounded in the surroundings.
Orph was the first to join in.
Moreover, his expression was devout.
Wasn't this the miracle he had been hoping for?
Heal the infected and make them healthy again.
Now, everything had come true.
What other doubts did he have?
"Benevolent Bernadette …"
Orph began to pray.
Compared to the elderly who relied on his memories, Orph who followed beside the elderly sister was undoubtedly more proficient in his movements, complete prayers and standard movements.
With a solemn sense of ceremony.
When the people who had just woken up heard the old man's shout, their hearts were filled with respect.
At this moment, when he saw Orph's actions, he even started to pray as well.
As a doctor, Orph had an extraordinary reputation among this group of people.
However, the one who really made these people make a choice was still Kieran in the light.
Having grown up in the new era of nobles, they had no idea what the so-called mystical side was, nor did they understand what everything before them represented.
Mystery and life-saving grace intertwined.
A mixed sense of reverence began to appear in everyone's hearts.
However, there was an exception.
The little girl stopped crying when her parents woke up, she looked at Kieran with her clear eyes.
"Can you help my mother?"
The little girl suddenly asked.
His abrupt words were extremely conspicuous in the midst of all the prayers.
It instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Even the prayers stopped for a moment.
It was then that the people realized the little girl's mother had wounds on her face and hands — it was left behind when the black spots of the plague exploded.
It wasn't fatal but it made one look ferocious and ugly.
Then, everyone looked at Kieran.
Under everyone's gaze, Kieran walked over.
"M-My lord, my daughter is just …"
A slightly panicked voice came from the little girl's parents, especially the mother, she even ignored the pain of her wounds and begged Kieran.
Then, the light appeared.
The milder and more healing light healed the ugly wounds on the mother's face and hands with exponential speed visible to the naked eye.
Not only the mother, everyone under the light's shine could feel the changes in their bodies.
Their bodies were filled with vigor and spirit.
[Holy Light Technique]!
Unlike [Healing Technique], which could only heal wounds, [Holy Light Technique] had the effect of slowly recovering HP.
Although it couldn't achieve the instantaneous effect, the scene before their eyes was enough.
Those who still had doubts in their hearts, in the face of such a scene, also cast aside the last bit of doubt in their hearts.
After a pause, the prayer grew louder and louder.
"Are you the messenger of God?"
The little girl asked Kieran with a smile when she saw her mother return to normal.
"Em."
Kieran nodded.
White lies were necessary at times.
"Then can I come find you?
I'll share my biscuits with you! "
The little girl's words carried the sincerity that adults didn't have, neither did she have the so-called utilitarianism. If they were willing to share their biscuits with you, it meant they treated you as a friend.
It was a simple and direct rule.
However, as time went by, it would become complicated and twisted.
Once certain things were added into the mix, it would be filled with falsehoods.
Kieran looked down at the little girl's pure eyes and nodded again.
"Okay!"
The little girl cheered in joy right away.
Amidst the cheers, Kieran looked at Orph.
"Are all the infected patients here?"
Kieran asked.
Since he made his move, Kieran didn't want to leave any sequelae behind.
"These patients are from normal families, that's why they came to us for help, and some …"
Orph didn't finish his words but his meaning was obvious.
Those who could find their way here were all normal people.
Those who were from rich families had their own private doctors and whatnot.
"Orph, are you willing to help me pass the message?
"Gather everyone infected with the plague at St. Paolo's School."
Kieran said.
"My pleasure."
Orph bowed respectfully.
"My lord, we are willing to help as well!
"Yeah, there's still us!"
Please let us do our best for you! "
The people around who heard Kieran's words spoke up one after another.
"Well then, thank you everyone.
I will be here to treat every infected person that I see. "
Kieran didn't reject the request.
Likewise, Kieran didn't go back on his words either.
He waited quietly at the entrance of St. Paolo's School, healing the infected patients who were sent in one after another.
At first, the families of those who were infected were still dubious about it.
Some even maliciously speculated whether it was a trap to set up quarantine zones.
But as time went by, more and more people were cured and all of them believed it without a shred of doubt.
Hence, more and more people arrived at St. Paolo School's entrance.
They saw Kieran who was enveloped in light.
They heard the incessant sounds of prayer.
They joined the prayers.
From a hundred at first, two hundred, three hundred …
Then a thousand, two thousand, three thousand …
A quarter before dawn arrived.
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