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"I'm sorry, Jora." Yayan lowered her head deeply, not daring to look at Jora's face, afraid of meeting the girl's beautiful, disappointed eyes.

At this moment, Jorah gently hugged Yayan, and even though her face was burning with pain as if it were on fire, she still held the weeping girl and gently supported her back.

"It's okay, sister, I'm not in pain anymore."

"Waaah—" Ya Yang trembled even more violently, "I'm sorry, Mother, I've let you down, I can't do anything. Can't I save anyone? Mother, I'm a useless knight."

"Sister, don't cry. If you cry, I'll want to cry too." Jora suddenly had tears welling up in her eyes. Even when she was being bitten and enduring the pain, she hadn't cried.

After being shown concern, she couldn't hold back her tears, which welled up in her eyes.

At this point, Luo An finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Don't cry."

"So many people are watching, they're all a bunch of pitiful guys. When you cry, they'll be reminded of their own sad stories."

"What if the situation gets out of control?"

"I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention." As a clergy member, the most important thing is to comfort people, and even if you know you can't do it, you must never let people down.

Ya Yang quickly wiped away her tears, but she still kept sobbing.

Luo An sighed. Women are such a hassle.

But there's nothing we can do; they're all people who believe in the "Great Mother" Ci'er, and they worry about others all the time.

"Don't cry. Let me think of something."

"You have a way?" Ya Yang suddenly looked up. Right, she had forgotten that Luo An was someone watched over by the Great Mother. He must have a way.

Luo An felt uncomfortable being stared at by those expectant eyes filled with tears.

"Don't count on me too much. I never said I was being watched by Ciel."

"However, I also know some healing magic, so the two of us together will be somewhat useful."

As he spoke, Roan squatted down in front of Jora, reached out, and pressed his hand against the half of Jora's face that had been bitten.

Jorah felt the pain and frowned slightly, but he did not back down and waited for Roan's command.

As he ran his fingers over the rough wound and gazed at the girl's face, Luo An suddenly understood why Ya Yang was crying.

Seeing such a beautiful face transformed into such a grotesque appearance, even a great mother would be unable to hold back her tears.

"Come on, let's chant the [Restoration] spell and give it a try," Roan said.

"Will it work?" Ya Yang was somewhat skeptical, as Luo An couldn't even use the Restoration spell alone.

"How will you know if you don't try?" Before Ya Yang could speak, Luo An began to tell the story of the restoration technique in a low voice.

Ya Yang quickly followed Luo An's rhythm, and the two chanted the [Restoration] spell at the same time.

A faint light emanated from their palms, illuminating a corner of the camp.

Everyone, from the villagers to the guards, stared at the two men with curiosity, only then realizing that there were actually two clergymen present.

However, upon seeing the exaggerated and horrifying wounds on Jorah's face, the villagers all took a step back.

Even the most ordinary villagers have been bathed in Ciel's loving care and have received treatment from the [Restoration Spell] to some extent.

If such a wound could heal, it would truly be a miracle.

They didn't dare to speak, not even daring to breathe.

The nuns and knights chanting so devoutly resembled the ancient legend of the Knights of Heber who traveled alongside Zeel.

At this moment, the two of them were on a pilgrimage, replicating the miracle.

What if, what if, a miracle really happens?

Ya Yang's singing suddenly trembled. Being watched by so many people and anticipated by so many people, she was afraid that she would disappoint them again.

The golden light trembled along with Ya Yang's trembling.

Luo An frowned slightly, slowed down the pace, and added more syllables to the chant.

The golden light calmed down once again.

Luo An cast a disapproving glance at Ya Yang, then calmed himself down and slowed his chanting.

Now, two terms appear before Luo An's eyes.

They are respectively 【Monkey Typewriter】 and 【Wild Beast】.

While displaying knowledge, the monkey typewriter also supplemented Luo An's knowledge, making Luo An's chanting more familiar and complete.

In the [Beast] state, Roan can increase the intensity of his chanting.

Although the increase was slight.

But that was enough for Roan to become a qualified clergyman and chant the [Restoration] spell.

The premise is that Roan is not a cursed black-haired person.

Luo An, of course, did not believe that he was cursed.

Because Roan was deeply loved. Because of Yunina alone, since coming into this world, Roan didn't care about being abandoned by the gods.

But at this moment, Roan also hoped that he would truly be watched by Ciel.

"Ciel, your followers have all said that I am being watched by you, so don't let them down."

Luo An murmured to himself.

Don't let Roan despise this god who dares to call herself Mother.

For some reason, Luo An felt once again that he was being gently held in his mother's arms. His mother held him tightly with a hint of pity, as if afraid that he would be in pain.

At that moment, the light in Luo An's hand suddenly became brighter, so dazzling that both of them instinctively covered their eyes.

Luo An was overjoyed, and his chanting became even more steady, and the light became even brighter.

Jorah's facial injuries even faded away!

The wound, which had been hideous and oozing foul-smelling pus, began to slowly and steadily recede, and tender young girl skin began to grow back.

Within a few breaths, the wound had completely healed, leaving only faint traces at the edges.

Unless you look closely, you would never notice that flaw.

The golden light began to dim, and the feeling of being held in her mother's arms gradually faded.

As the golden light faded, the crowd, who hadn't dared to breathe, finally let out a low gasp.

"My God. That's a miracle."

A miracle is simply the accomplishment of the impossible.

The petite nun cheered and jumped up.

"It worked! Oh my god! Jorah, your face is all healed!"

Jorah instinctively touched her face; she truly could no longer feel the pain.

She still couldn't believe it, her eyes wide, asking again and again, "Really? Really? Sir Knight, please tell me."

"Really." Luo An smiled.

"Thank you, Sir Knight!" Jorah was momentarily speechless.

Luo An didn't care.

All Luo An knew was that he could now use the Restoration spell.

No, it's not just a restoration spell; to be precise, Luo An can chant his mother's "miracle".

However, as he felt the golden light dissipate, as if he were leaving his mother's embrace, Luo An felt an indescribable sense of loss.

Luo An sighed.

The next moment, a pair of petite arms tightly embraced Luo An.

"Thank you, thank you! I felt my mother, she is so warm."

Ya Yang was so moved that tears streamed down her face. She didn't know what to say, so she stood on tiptoe and gently kissed Luo An on the cheek.

"Thank you, I wasn't abandoned by my mother. I'm going to rescue people now."

Ya Yang turned around and walked towards the villagers.

Luo An was left standing there, stunned, gently touching his face. Ya Yang's warmth hadn't dissipated yet.

At that moment, a golden light flashed before Luo An's eyes.

[Golden Achievement: Kindness: Receive ten selfless and grateful rewards.]

Current achievement completion status: 7/10

[Golden Achievement: Kindness: Receive ten selfless and grateful rewards.]

Current achievement completion status: 8/10