"Rafia, you..."
The blonde nun hurriedly lowered her head and discovered a layer of soft golden light covering her body. The light slowly faded, yet it carried a trace of terrifying power.
This power was far too familiar. Back when Ye Kong had first entered the Holy See and taken the assessment, she had felt it as well. It was the unique power of the God of Light Prayer, and it even contained a trace of Pollution from the primary intelligence system.
"Gasp—"
Realizing something, Rafia inwardly sucked in a sharp breath.
There was no way she could have received such power for no reason. This had to be... the work of the God of Light Prayer, or the Holy See.
But the latter was obviously impossible. At the very least, the Holy See had no reason to do something like this. So... this was an act of a deity.
"Good heavens, I just said a prayer. God of Light Prayer, you didn't actually respond to me, did you?" Startled, Rafia warily raised her head and looked at the person before her.
Knowing she had to offer some explanation, she said, "I'm fine. I just got a little too absorbed while praying."
"Rafia, did something happen to you?"
Seeing the panic and unease in the blonde girl's eyes, the Priest asked worriedly.
It was the first time he had seen this young nun make such a heart-wrenching expression.
"I'm fine."
"Mm-hm."
He believed that she was fine, because the power of faith just now had been far too pure. Even an Archbishop might not be able to achieve such a concentration while casting a spell. It was absurd—a mere novice nun should not have been able to reach that level no matter what.
So, while there was no apparent danger,