Chapter 41: Saintess

While Chu Nan was in a daze from the sweet voice, the owner of that sweet voice had already arrived at the center of the street. No, it was not because the owner of the voice walked very fast, it was just that the street was very short.

“S-saintess, the saintess is here!”

Traces of vitality recovered in the dark gloomy street. Soon, people of all ages quickly got on their feet, even though some were struggling, all of them stood up to welcome the glimmer of hope they still had in their heart.

‘What background does that saintess have?’ Chu Nan quickly stopped in his tracks and sized up the incoming saintess.

“The God of Light will protect and bless all of you.”

As soon as a white holy light shone down on a sick man, the expression of the severely injured recipient immediately turned for the better. As the holy light petered off, the face under the fading light seemed to have been completely recovered with no signs of the previous puss-filled face.

After saving one person, the saintess moved on and treated another.

Chu Nan felt awe by the saintness. Where did the Temple of Light find such an angelic-like saintess? He had seen no lack of beautiful women before, as there were all sorts of female celebrities of different flavours back on earth he could gawk on, for example, the pure types, the gorgeous types, and the sexy types. However, the saintess before him wore a pure white long robe with seemingly no flaw whether it was about their grace, her appearance or her merciful personality. Even her voice was so soothing and calm, coupled with her gentle and pure expression that was impossible to fake, he had never seen such an amazing woman before.

Even as she quietly stood there, she would still exclude a holy aura.

“The God of Light will bless…”

She suddenly staggered as beads of sweat trickled down her exhausted face.

“Saintess!”

Dozens of saint knights who closely followed behind the saintess quickly reached out to support her at the same time.

“I’m alright.”

The saintess moved away from their support and waved her white hands again, yet another ray of holy light shone down on another sick man.

“Your holiness, you’ve not slept for an entire day! Please take a rest. Otherwise, your body will soon break down.”

One of the more worried saint knights could not help but give out a word of advice. Hearing that, the sick people surrounding the saint subconsciously took a step back. A young girl like her had spent the entire day curing the sick with no rest. Although all of them desperately wished to get cured, none of them wished for her to collapse in order to treat one more person.

“I’m fine.” The saintess’s voice carried everflowing sadness. “The only thing I can do is to temporarily lessen their pain and suffering. As a saintness of the Temple of the light, I must and I wish to do everything in my power to help them, even if I am unable to truly cure them…”

The crowd turned dead silent. Healing magic can indeed cure the plague, and the saintess had the ability to do so. Unfortunately, the gatekeeper of the city, Viscount Efran, did not allow those who were cured to leave with the reason that they might still carry the illness in their bodies. If they were allowed to leave, the plague might turn into a pandemic.

As a result, it became useless to cure the infected. Those priests who had been dispatched to Dolunga City would only use the simplest healing spell to heal the infecteds’ injuries while not trying to expend large amounts of magic to actually cure the infected.

Their actions now were merely to prolong the lifespan of those infected.

“If possible, I sincerely wish that I can offer my life to activate the forbidden healing spell, [God of Light’s Gift]. However, that would not only require my life but also tens of thousands of senior priests. Forgive me for my selfishness for I am unable to do that, nor do I have that right…”

The saintess interlocked her hands and placed them near the center of her chest, praying for this evil plague to be over so normalcy can be returned to the city again. After that, she opened her eyes and with two fingers, she tapped on her forehead then on her two shoulders.

Spectating at the scene, Chu Nan hallucinated for a second and saw the saintess as a true angel! No, she was even more angelic than an angel!

The surrounding crowd were affected by the holy atmosphere and knelt on the ground in succession as they devoutly prayed.

As an atheist, Chu Nan shook his head. ‘Sigh! People will often pray for God’s help when in helplessness and despair. Then those so-called Gods will grab that opportunity to bewitch more people to be their followers.’

Almost everyone at present was kneeling and praying, so Chu Nan and his two bodyguards who remained standing appeared exceptionally eye-catching.

Chu Nan was an atheist and as for the two bodyguards behind him, one believed in the Druid God and the other believed in the Barbarian God. At the same time, they also firmly worshipped Chu Nan as a God in their hearts, it could be said that in their minds, he was a true God that had descended onto this world. With such a belief, it strengthened their faith so strongly that the infectious sway of the Temple of Light was insignificant in their hearts.

The saintess curiously looked at the standing trio. Within the Dolunga City, with the exception of Efran and those nobles, this was her first time to encounter someone who did not devoutly worship and pray for the God of Light.

When she saw Chu Nan’s appearance, the saintess could not help but audibly gasp. Even for someone like her who had already decided to dedicate herself to the God of Light, she was truly awed by Chu Nan’s handsome looks!

The saint knights standing behind the saintess also noticed Chu Nan’s existence.

All of a sudden, with more than a dozen pairs of eyes staring at him, Chu Nan diffidently coughed. Using the most devout voice he could muster, he said. “The faith, and worship for gods should be inside our hearts and not done for appearance sake. I firmly believe that the God of Light will save us all.”

The saintess and the saint knights were all stunned by Chu Nan’s unexpectedly devout words. Chu Nan learned from the saintess actions and lightly tapped his forehead and both sides of his shoulders. “The God of Light will bless us all.”

This time, it was not only the saintess and the knights who were stunned. Even the people kneeling on the ground had been dumbstruck when they saw Chu Nan’s gestures.

Within the Temple of Light, with the exception of the spokesman, the pope, only the two saintesses had the rights to pray in such a way. Other people could only pray with their hands grasped together.

If someone were to break the rule, it was an act of blasphemy against the God of Light!

But how could Chu Nan possibly know of that? He merely copied what he saw.

Shinng!

Immediately, dozens of saint knights unsheathed their swords and surrounded Chu Nan.