The Cottilio Family truly deserved its reputation as Italy's largest mafia.
Whether for good or ill, its influence stretched across the globe.
Thanks to the former boss's publicity, Jeanne d'Arc's fame had truly taken off, and more and more people came seeking her out.
Those who came had been utterly wicked villains in the first half of their lives, then spent the latter half doing good deeds to successfully whitewash themselves.
They would casually donate hundreds of millions, presenting themselves to the public as great philanthropists.
But some sins could not simply be erased with donations.
Those hands once stained with blood carried the curses of countless people, while how many wronged souls clung to them?
Anyone who had done something shameful would inevitably become somewhat paranoid.
Not to mention that in this world, vengeful spirits truly did come to claim lives.
With the Cottilio Family vouching for her, Jeanne d'Arc's identity and abilities were confirmed.
The people drawn by her reputation nearly wore down the church's threshold.
Yuan Shikai had once asked Jeanne d'Arc whether confessing to her could truly ward off that karmic burden.
Jeanne d'Arc's answer was that it existed if one believed in it, and did not if one did not—essentially saying nothing at all.
Since there were simply too many people, they eventually had to hold a lottery, receiving only three guests each day.
They publicly claimed that the Lord's capacity was limited, and only the first three confessions of the day could be received by the Lord.
They had expected people to question it, but instead, it made them trust them even more.
Those hidden big shots did not complain either, obediently lining up for the lottery.
And every one of them was absurdly generous; their hands went numb just from accepting donations.
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