(Extra chapter for brother Sakurababy [1/5])
The Vigilant Saint's first sermon after returning to Karabor Temple was a tremendous success.
But that was not because the Vigilant Saint's grasp of doctrine was particularly profound. The main reason was that the audience was simply too fanatical.
In truth, the moment Dick began delivering his heartfelt sermon, he realized that no matter what he said, the packed audience below would respond with wildly exaggerated enthusiasm, like a crowd of fangirls and fanboys waving glow sticks and cheering for their giegie.
The awakening of a saint was simply too bizarre, something that only happened in myths and legends. Everyone involved had already been overwhelmed by the "halo" surrounding Dick.
Over the Draenei's twenty-five thousand years of exile, they had long since become inseparable from the Holy Light. The Arcane Mage tradition, which had once stood on equal footing with faith in the Holy Light on Argus, had already been pushed into a corner and was struggling to survive. Among today's Draenei, eleven out of every ten were Holy Light Believers. That left them utterly defenseless before a saint who symbolized the Holy Light.
At that moment, they simply could not calm down and listen to what Dick wanted to tell them.
Since that was the case, the Vigilant Saint had no need to rack his brains trying to soothe their hearts. Until the people calmed down, there was no need for him to waste his breath.
Still, with the atmosphere already at this point, Dick felt awkward leaving in a hurry without saying anything. So he took the scripture Ishana had prepared beforehand and explained the enlightenment of the Holy Light to the people in the way priests did best.
Of course, as a saint, he needed the appropriate "lighting effects."
Thus, Dick