"Viks was the pillar of his family, but every day when he returned home from the mines, the grime on his hands simply could not be washed away."
The green-hatted merchant paused before continuing, "We can clearly see the dirt lodged beneath Viks's fingernails, but so what? He cannot wash it off. Every day, when Viks picked up bread to eat, that filth turned into bacteria and entered his body."
"I can responsibly tell you all that such eating habits will cut Viks's life in half." The green-hatted merchant spoke with great solemnity, but few of the spectators below believed him.
"I swear, under the gaze of the Goddess of Light, no one would dare lie here. Even Archbishop Victor can attest to everything I have said."
With a boom, the area below the stage erupted. With an archbishop of the Goddess of Light Cult backing him, there was a very high chance that what the merchant said was true. Some believers even stared fervently at the snow-white paste in the green-hatted merchant's hand.
Changing one's eating habits could let one live another ten or twenty years?
That was simply unbelievable!
Could that thing be some precious medicine developed by the Goddess of Light Cult?
But that was not what the Lugnica newspapers said!
What exactly was going on?
Without realizing it, even the nobles in the restaurants around Goddess Plaza had risen to their feet.
With their abilities, they naturally could not see what use the item in the merchant's hand had.
"So..." The two black rectangular blocks began rumbling again. "Our Bauhinia Merchant Guild is dedicated to extending people's lifespans. We invested vast amounts of time and money, but the medicines we developed did not have much effect. Apart from some expensive health supplements that might help noble