So I'm a sheep.

"I'm going to cut off the demon's head and brag about it for the rest of my life!"

The day of departure finally arrived as the soldiers waited anxiously.

"Look, it's Lady Sasha!"

As soon as the little angel appeared, the soldiers cheered loudly.

Smiling and gesturing to the people, Sasha glanced around and sure enough! White light spots appeared on many people.

"That day, the soldiers in the wounded camp had light spots appearing on their bodies, and now, those preparing to go to war are also having light spots appearing on their bodies."

What are the similarities between the two?

"The soldiers are all in high spirits, and I have a feeling that this will be another glorious victory."

As he spoke, Zorn gestured for the nun to lift the little girl onto the horse.

"Daisy, be careful along the way, and don't let Lady Sasha fall."

The female swordsman nodded seriously: "Don't worry, Your Holiness, my riding skills are first-rate."

"Zorn, you're the Pope, are you going along this time too?"

Countless points of light poured in, and the little girl, suppressing the feeling of being 'stuffed', smiled and chatted with Zorn.

"Only followed up to the village"

Zorn waved the book in his hand: "I will record the abundant miracles you have demonstrated; it will become the most important chapter in the canon."

The little girl smiled. In this way, the Dawn Church's scriptures, which were filled with lies, would finally have some real substance.

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'This point of light cannot be repeatedly obtained from the same person, and it will disappear quickly if not collected promptly.'

Based on the situation in the wounded camp, I deduce that the lights only appear when people are "expecting something."

'These points of light can only be seen, absorbed, and stored by me.'

'But this doesn't mean I've mastered this incredible power.'

If it's your own strength, once you've used it all up, shouldn't you be able to recover after a rest?

How could it be that every little bit used reduces the amount, and it can only be used again after 'recharging' is completed?

The little girl sat cross-legged on the horse in a very dangerous position. Most people would have been thrown off immediately, but Sasha remained perfectly steady.

She was sorting through intelligence and trying to analyze the nature of the power within her body.

The little girl had a premonition that when she understood the true nature of the power within her, that power would truly belong to her.

'Well, because you can heal the wounded, you are the power of healing!'

After waiting for a while, there was no movement from the power within my body.

'You can accelerate crop growth, therefore you are the power of abundance!'

No response? Continue.

You were born from the desires of humankind; you are the light of hope!

Still no response?!

'Power of Faith'

'The source of desire'

'All-rounder'

'Evil Buster!'

The little girl guessed all the possibilities she could think of, but none of them were correct.

"Hey, could you give me a hint? What exactly are you?"

Volume 1: Chapter 42 Roasted Potatoes

The soldiers lined up on both sides, and in the passageway left in the middle, Pope Zorn led the little girl by the hand toward the village entrance.

The relocatees all came out of the makeshift sheds that hadn't been set up long to greet her. They were disheveled and looked at Sasha with a mixture of unease and anticipation.

"The conditions are indeed harsh; right now, it's just a few makeshift shelters built on top of the ruins. Survival depends on the church's aid, let alone rebuilding the village."

After offering a few words of comfort, Zorn stood aside, opened his book, took out his pen, and looked like he was taking notes intently.

"Please take me to the sowing area. Don't worry, everyone will be full soon."

The temporary village chief was a dull-witted middle-aged man. When he faced the divine messenger, he opened his mouth and said something.

He was supposed to be expressing his gratitude, but his voice was so soft that no one could hear him clearly.

With stiff steps, the middle-aged man led the little girl to their destination.

"Hasn't the ground been turned over?"

There was no intention to blame him, but the man was so frightened that he immediately knelt down.

"We just set up a tent. We didn't have time to turn the soil. Everyone was exhausted when we arrived."

The man stammered, "I didn't expect they'd choose our village. I only found out this morning. No, it wasn't intentional. We'll plow the land right now!"

"It's okay, it's okay, it's fine even if you don't flip it."

"I wasn't blaming you, I was just asking."

"Daisy, let's begin!"

Hearing the little girl's call, the female swordsman quickly ran over with her basket.

"Lady Sasha, the charcoal ash has already been sprinkled."

"kindness"

The little girl took the chopped potato seeds out of the basket and threw them directly on the ground.

The potato seedlings that had fallen to the ground wriggled and tried to burrow into the soil, much to everyone's astonishment. The soil was not soft because it hadn't been turned over, and the carefully selected potato seedlings from the church struggled to get in.

"Keep going, follow me."

Daisy composed herself and respectfully followed the little girl.

As she walked, Sasha threw the potato seeds on the ground.

After walking back and forth in the planting area several times, all the potato seeds in the basket had already sprouted into the ground.

"Great goddess, please bestow your blessings!"

Sasha knelt down with a sacred expression, assuming a posture of devout prayer.

The believers stared intently at the ground, and soon, something miraculous happened!

One by one, bumps appeared on the ground, and soon, tender shoots pushed through the soil and emerged.

They grow tall in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, large patches of green leaves appear on the ground.

"You can turn the potatoes over now."

The little girl walked up to the village chief, who was staring in disbelief, and smiled as she offered a reminder.

"Yes Yes!"

The man scrambled into the shed and grabbed a hoe, his face flushed with excitement.

Using all his strength, he quickly dug out a large number of ripe potatoes.

"By the goddess!"

"The potatoes were cooked in the blink of an eye; this is a miracle of abundance!"

The soldiers cheered, and many had tears in their eyes.

"Great goddess, great angel!"

"Sasha!"

"Sasha!"

"Sasha!"

The little girl's name echoed on the ground as everyone shouted it passionately.

"The potato seeds gained life after being touched by the divine messenger; they wriggled and burrowed into the soil on their own!"

"Time seemed to speed up; taking root and sprouting happened in the blink of an eye."

"Upon digging up the ground, plump potatoes were revealed to the believers."

Zorn quickly wrote line after line.

"Oh, loving goddess, thank you for your bounty, thank you for sending down this sublime angel."

"This is a miracle, an undeniable miracle!"

"On this day, the name of the angels resounded throughout the earth."

"The holy angel who will eventually save the world, her name is—Sasha!"

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The little girl brought far more than one basket of potato seeds this time. After the soldiers dug out the potatoes, she planted them several more times.

A large number of potatoes were forced to grow, and apart from a small portion given to the villagers, the remaining potatoes were enough to host a... well, a roasted potato feast.

People in this world are so easily satisfied.

The soldiers were eating roasted potatoes around the fire, and the little girl looked up and saw a happy smile on everyone's face.

"Lady Sasha, thank you. My life is complete."

“It’s just a baked potato, you’re exaggerating, Zorn.”

The Pope said with a smile, "I witnessed a miracle, recorded a miracle, and ate potatoes bestowed by the goddess."

"I have never been happier than I am now, not even on the day I was elected pope."

"Haha, I believe that. You didn't seem happy at all when you became Pope."