Praise Jashin

Twenty minutes later, the woman left joyfully, holding her son in her arms.

Almost instantly, the surrounding residents crowded around her.

They were all locals, so they knew about the woman's circumstances.

Years ago, her husband had died in the aftermath of a clash between ninjas during the war.

That left the mother and son alone, barely able to afford food.

Misfortunes never came singly. A few days ago, her son had suddenly developed a persistent high fever. Though she had taken him to the town doctor, she could not afford effective treatment.

With no other choice, she could only bring her child to this newly built Shrine and try her luck.

After all, anyone who could easily subdue a monster like Libra was certainly no ordinary person.

"How was it? Did those two outsiders really cure the child?"

The residents gathered around the woman.

She was a little dazed. Ever since her husband's death, so many people had never spoken to her at once.

The woman turned back toward the church. Its warm, gentle glow shone through the rain like a beacon.

She smiled.

Her radiant smile seemed to dispel the dark clouds, and the child in her arms suddenly opened his eyes and let out a happy chuckle.

"The great Lord has driven the illness from my child!"

"Praise the great Lord!"

Holding her son, the woman wore an incomparably fervent expression.

The people around her reached out to touch the child's forehead and said in disbelief, "He's better. He really is better."

"It seems that god truly possesses great power."

Someone gazed at the softly glowing church, their heart stirring.

If god could cure a child's illness, then surely fulfilling other wishes was possible as well?

"Keiko, did that priest charge you money? Or ask you to