Chapter 854 Gathering

Kieran walked out of the light, raised his hand and waved out a ray of light.

The deadly plague quickly dissipated in this white light.

The comatose person woke up.

They looked around blankly and saw their relatives and the glorious Qin Ran.

At the same time, they recalled everything.

plague!

It was the plague that stunned them.

And now?

They feel completely fine.

Not only is the brain no longer lethargic, but the body also seems to be full of energy.

Was it the one who saved them?

Looking at Qin Ran in the glory, the rescued person felt extremely grateful in his heart.

Especially an old man with white beard and hair.

After experiencing the other party in the old era, wandering on the edge of life and death, looking at Qin Ran who was still extremely sacred even though he was dressed in black robes, childhood memories suddenly emerged.

At that time, there were many people like Qin Ran who always stepped forward in the face of disasters to save people like him.

But at some point, such people quickly disappeared.

The elders said that God gave up here.

The wise say that God is nothingness.

The nobles said that the people should be ruled by them.

…

Countless speeches filled that era.

Everyone calls himself a wise man and thinks he can represent everything.

But finally?

The winner has his say.

The morning light has faded.

Disappeared.

All that remains is post-war reconstruction.

Drenched with blood.

The bones are piled high.

It was a day that people can't and don't want to remember.

Just like longing for the shining of childhood glory.

Now!

Light appeared again.

The old man's eyes couldn't help but burst into tears as he looked at Qin Ran under the radiance.

"miracle!"

"This is a miracle!"

"The Goddess of Dawn has not given up on us!"

"Even if we forget the goddess's favor, at the last moment, the goddess is still willing to send a messenger to save us!"

The old man shouted.

God is back again!

No, God never left!

Look at the messenger of God bathed in light. It is a dazzling, stronger, yet gentler light than he remembered.

Unconsciously, the old man knelt down on one knee.

"Dear and kind Bernadette, please forgive the lost child."

"He has known his fault, and he has returned."

“In the kingdom of God you watch over the children of men.”

"He will do what you want."

“God loves the world!”

The old man's shouts echoed around.

Op was the first to join in.

Moreover, he looked pious.

Isn't this the miracle he has been hoping for?

Heal those infected by the plague and make them healthy.

Now it's all happened.

What other concerns does he have?

"Merciful Bernadette..."

Op began to pray.

Compared with the old man who relies on memory, Opu who is following the old nun is undoubtedly more skilled in complete prayers and standardized movements.

With a solemn sense of ceremony.

Those who woke up from a coma felt respectful after hearing the old man's shouts.

At this moment, when he saw Op's movements, he subconsciously began to pray.

As a doctor, Op has an extraordinary reputation among this group of people.

But it was Kieran in glory who really made these people make their choice.

Having grown up completely in the new era of aristocracy, they have no idea about the so-called mysterious side, nor do they understand what everything in front of them represents.

Mystery and life-saving grace are intertwined.

A mixed sense of awe began to appear in everyone's hearts.

But there are exceptions.

The little girl stopped crying when her parents woke up and just looked at Kieran with clear eyes.

"Can you help my mom?"

the little girl asked suddenly.

This sudden sentence stood out among the crowd of prayers.

Immediately, it attracted everyone's attention.

The call to prayer was stunned.

Only then did people discover that the little girl’s mother had scars on her face and hands—left behind when the black spots of the plague exploded.

It's not fatal, but it makes people look hideous and ugly.

Then, people's eyes turned to Qin Ran.

Under everyone's gaze, Qin Ran walked over.

"This, this sir, my daughter is just..."

Slightly panicked voices rang out from the girl's parents' mouths, especially the mother, who despite the pain of her scars prayed to Kieran.

Then, the light appeared.

The gentler, healing light allowed the ugly scars on the mother's face and hands to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not only this mother, but also the people shrouded in light can feel the changes in themselves.

The body becomes more energetic and the spirit becomes more energetic.

【The Art of Holy Light】!

Unlike [Healing Technique] which can only restore injuries, [Holy Light Technique] also has the effect of slowly restoring health.

Although it couldn't achieve the 'instantaneous' effect, the scene in front of him was enough.

Those who only had doubts in their hearts, faced with such a scene, put aside the last bit of doubt.

After a while, the prayer became louder and louder.

"Are you a messenger of God?"

When the little girl saw her mother returning to normal, she thought about Qin Ran and asked with a smile on her face.

"Um."

Qin Ran nodded.

White lies are sometimes necessary.

"Then can I come to you?"

"I'll give you my cookie!"

The childlike words of the little girl have a sincerity that adults don't have, and there is no so-called utilitarianism. They are willing to share snacks with you, which means they regard you as a friend.

Very simple, very direct rules.

But it will become complicated and tortuous as time goes by.

Once something is added, it will be full of falsehoods.

Qin Ran lowered his head and looked into the little girl's innocent eyes, and nodded again.

"OK!"

Suddenly, the little girl burst into cheers.

Amid such cheers, Kieran looked at Op.

"Are all the plague-infected patients here?"

Qin Ran asked.

Now that he had taken action, Qin Ran did not intend to leave any sequelae.

"These patients are ordinary people, so they come to us for help, and some..."

Opu didn't finish his words, but his meaning couldn't be more obvious.

The people who can find this place are ordinary people.

Wealthy people have their own personal doctors.

"Op, will you help me deliver the message?"

"Let all those who are infected with the plague gather together at St. Paul's School."

Qin Ran said.

"Happy to oblige."

Op bowed respectfully.

"Sir, we are also willing to help!"

"Yeah, and us!"

“Please let us do our best for you!”

People around him who heard Qin Ran's words immediately spoke.

"Then, thank you all."

"I will treat every plague-infected person I see here."

Faced with such a request, Qin Ran did not refuse.

Likewise, Kieran did not break his promise.

He waited quietly at the gate of St. Paul's School, curing the patients infected with the plague who were brought in one after another.

At first, the family members who were infected with the plague were still hesitant.

Some even maliciously speculated whether it was a trap to establish a ‘quarantine zone’.

But as time went by, and more and more people were cured, they all became convinced.

So more people came to the gate of St. Paul's School.

They saw Qin Ran shrouded in light.

They heard the constant call to prayer.

They join in the fun.

From the beginning, one hundred people, two hundred people, three hundred people...

After that, a thousand people, two thousand people, three thousand people...

When the moment before dawn arrives.

Thousands of people gathered.

PS first update~