Zane, You're the Real Jinx

Why?

Why was this happening?

Why was Zane Dungeon still chasing her!?

"Holy Light, please grant me reason and calm me from my fear."

Bishop Mei Gen devoutly knelt before the statue of the Holy Light God. The tone of her voice was unmistakably that of a devout believer, except for the faint tremor hidden beneath it, which ruined the balance.

In an instant, the atmosphere shifted from "a devout believer praying" to "a not-so-devout believer begging for mercy."

"Holy Light, please grant me peace. Grant me the courage to face evil."

She recited a long string of prayer lines. Ordinary people would only feel dizzy listening to them, but for believers of the Holy Light, such words were basic training. If you had not memorized the ninety-nine forms of prayer to the gods and the eight hundred and thirty-one miracles of the Holy Light God, how could you dare call yourself a believer?

As a bishop, Mei Gen had taken less than half a month to memorize all that and know it by heart, without relying on any medicine or magical items. She had done it purely through her own talent, and—

Her desire to survive.

"Holy Light, please grant me... Damn it, why am I getting more annoyed the longer I chant!? This Holy Light God is completely useless!"

Let it be said again: Mei Gen had memorized those tedious, mind-numbing passages that could practically lower one's IQ through her own talent and desire to survive.

There had not been a shred of faith in it.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The beads scattered across the floor burst one after another under an invisible force, exploding into tiny crystal fireworks.

The mask of devotion was instantly torn from her face, and the negative emotions within her erupted like a volcano!