Everyone suddenly understood. The newly inducted Saint, Fujika Yukiko, had been awakened by the Saint's sacrificial ritual to an extraordinary supernatural ability that made it difficult to tell which was the real person and which was the puppet. Both spoke at the same time, their voices sounding like one.
The Turk, Troy Max, was somewhat bashful. Rubbing his hands together, he said, "My authority... uh, is healing. I was a doctor to begin with."
His authority was quite professionally suited to him. It also greatly enhanced the Saint's Association's healing capabilities. After all, the healing witchcraft of the "Witchcraft" Saint was merely an auxiliary ability. No matter what, it could not compare to a "professional" supernatural power.
Although it was not geared toward combat, this ability was still an extremely important addition to the Saint's Association's supernatural forces. People ate grains and miscellaneous foods, so getting injured in accidents or fights was inevitable. If they had a skilled healer, surely everyone would be glad to see it.
Sam Washington, who had come from America, said confidently, "Prophecy!"
As a lone operator and major independent player skilled at scheming, he would probably be upgraded into a winner in life this time. Unlike "Words of Power," which actively provoked the threads of fate, "Prophecy" could only interfere passively. Gains always came with losses, so its side effects were likely not minor either.
"Mind!"
After mulling it over for a long while, Yuri Yegorov finally announced his authority. It was still his old specialty.
However, his ability had been greatly enhanced and had even undergone a qualitative change. It was no longer a professional skill, but had become an unreplicable supernatural power.
Finally, everyone's eyes fell on the pale-faced Latin Girl, who still looked somewhat flustered and helpless, her hair tied in twin