John's eyes were sharp, a hint of contemplation shining through.
It seemed that he would need to find an opportunity to visit the werewolf's Holy Mountain.
After all, with this blessing in effect, the Holy Mountain, a place where other races were never allowed, would no longer be forbidden to him.
He had been pondering about how to find suitable equipment for himself, and the treasure vault in the werewolf's Holy Mountain seemed like a good place to explore.
After administering the blessing to John, the old werewolf, Likexei, looked significantly weaker.
His weathered face, already lined with wrinkles, looked even more aged.
It caused some concern among the onlookers, who felt the old werewolf might follow his grandson's steps in serving the Moon Goddess at any moment.
Fortunately, their concerns did not come to fruition.
