"Oh, what can we do?" sighed Anthony with a mix of relief and worry. "The Gods of Light have yet again received credit for the miracle, despite it actually been a miracle performed by our master."
Anthony knew he could convince the clergy members since they clearly understood there wasn't a god in their pantheon that provided beauty treatments and financial gains, let alone the distribution of Elf Beans.
However, the general public was ignorant of this. Even if they knew, they didn't care. They believed that the god they worshipped was omnipotent, and this would only strengthen their faith.
Out of the six to seven hundred thousand inhabitants of the City of Light, less than a hundred thousand were clergy members. The rest were ordinary citizens, some believers, others merchants, craftsmen.
Regardless of their occupation, after this miracle had occurred, the God of Light saw a surge of five to six hundred thousand fervent and devout followers.
