Autumn had arrived, and with it came the season of allergic rhinitis.
Thaldarian's newly repaired teleportation plaza was packed with Saint Dero students who sneezed nonstop and spoke in muffled voices.
Perhaps there were simply too many kinds of plants in the Elven Holy Land. The pollen of several species was especially likely to trigger allergies, leaving the students miserable.
Especially these past few days, after the Elven sacred tree began to bloom, the pollen from a single tree had truly blanketed the entire city.
Under such circumstances, Holy Light's blessing became particularly important.
Who would have thought Holy Light had so many uses? It could even ease allergies.
Jia Xiu took a deep breath.
Through his nose.
Unobstructed.
In the long line heading through the teleportation array back to Larven, the slightest sound of breathing through one's nose was enough to draw many resentful, envious sidelong glances.
"Ah, why? Why are you completely fine?"
Margaret found it hard to accept.
Even she herself had fallen victim to it, and worse still, ordinary healing spells did not work on this.
She had even tried turning into a cat to avoid the allergy, only to discover a fact she had never known before: cats could get allergic rhinitis too.
"Because I'm a genuinely good person, the kind certified by Holy Light. I advise you to do more good deeds and build up more virtue. Maybe then you'll receive Holy Light's blessing like I did."
Margaret curled her lip. He made it sound as though he were some devout believer of Holy Light.
Yet she had no way to refute him.
Jia Xiu had indeed gained Holy Light's blessing because he had done a good deed: finding a way to ease the psychological trauma of soldiers who had fought the Devil Race.