Anthony flicked his finger, and a speck of luminescence quietly drifted toward the Little Dragon Lackey, entering his clothing as everyone watched him climb to the top of the cave and leave through the crack at the end of the rope.
Negris asked with confusion, "What did you flick onto him?"
Anthony smiled, "Just a little blessing."
"Then he's lucky to receive the 'Pope's Blessing'. What's it good for?" Negris asked curiously.
"What good can it be? I sealed a Face Purification Technique on him. It'll burst forth to heal him whenever his life is in grave danger," Anthony answered.
"...So that's what the Church of Light's blessings are all about. I thought there was some Divine Power protecting him," Negris said with a disappointed scoff.
Anthony laughingly replied, "This is Divine Power at work. I'm a demigod now. Don't take a demigod too lightly; we from the Church of Light wouldn't bother with such hassle."
