Himlir is a world with prosperous magical power. The gods are high in the heavens, silently watching over the various races on earth while also protecting the entire world.

Elves, dwarves, orcs, and humans.

While people of all races enjoy the protection and blessings of the gods, they also offer devout faith to the gods.

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Tick, tick, tick...

Two footsteps, one after the other, echoed inside the solemn and dignified church.

The elderly priest with gray hair brought the young believers with childish faces to the statue inside the church.

The two men stared at the statue, standing silently.

Before long, the young believer began to look around impatiently.

"Nechad, keep your respect before God."

The young believer shuddered and stood up straight with a slightly embarrassed look on his face.

"I'm so sorry, Father..."

The young believer lowered his head and apologized in a low voice.

The priest's expression remained unchanged as he spoke gently, "Admitting one's mistakes and correcting them promptly is a sign of good character. Nechad, you are a good child. The adult will tolerate you."

"Because that Lord is full of compassion, this compassion illuminates the world, dispelling the darkness that shrouds it, and healing people's wounded bodies and hearts. We bathe in the divine light and enjoy eternal peace and tranquility..."

Ahhh, it starts again.

When can I be transferred to the Central Church? If I keep staying in a small place like this, my life will be over.

Looking at the priest who began his lengthy narration, with the wrinkles on his face becoming more pronounced, the young believer couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"... Even for mortals like us, that lord shows his care, as long as our hearts are sincere... Nechad? Nechad, Nechad."

"Ah, alas?"

The young believer, who was daydreaming, shuddered.

"Yes, Father, I am!"

"Were you distracted just now?"

Faced with the priest's question, the young believer quickly shook his head.

"No, no, I was just... I was just pondering your teachings and got lost in them, haha."

The young believer laughed awkwardly and gave a forced explanation.

"is that so?"

The priest sounded slightly skeptical.

"Of course. Oh, by the way, Father, I've always had a question. God's mercy illuminates the world, but...but God hasn't descended to earth in a long time, right? Can God really hear our voices?"

The young believer decisively changed the subject.

The priest was silent for a moment, his expression showing some reminiscence, and then he became firm and pious.

He slowly closed his eyes. "Nechad, the greatness of God is beyond our imagination. Although He has not spoken to us in a long time, the protection we have today is genuine. I firmly believe..."

"...I firmly believe that the day of that master's return will eventually come."

Boom! Boom! Boom...

Just then, the church bells rang.

"The time has come. Let's offer our prayers to that Lord!"

After saying this, the priest clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and lowered his head towards the statue in front of him with a solemn and dignified expression. Behind him, the young believers did the same.

Inside the spacious church, the long prayers of two people gradually sounded.

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Boom! Boom! Boom...

When the church bells spread throughout Ment Town and reached the Haieral mansion, the Haieral family did not stop what they were doing and pray silently as usual.

At this moment, the head of the Hailar family, Lezelian Hailar, was walking back and forth in the yard with a nervous look on his face.

"Not well yet, not well yet..."

Seeing his father getting restless and muttering constantly, Reed shook his head helplessly.

"Father, could you please stop circling around in front of me? This isn't the first time."

Lezelian stopped, grabbed Reid's shoulders, and shook him hard.

"I know, of course I know, but I'm just worried! Lilia, Lilia..."

Ahhh...

Reed was speechless.

This troublesome old man is really troublesome!

“Wow! Wow! Wow…”

Just then, a loud cry came from inside the house.

"It's born, it's born!"

Lezelian's eyes suddenly lit up, and he shook off Reed's shoulders and rushed into the house. Reed immediately stood up.

"Wait, Father, you can't come in yet..."

"Ah! Master, you can't come in now! Please get out quickly!"

"Come on, let me see my child quickly, is it a boy or a girl? How is Lilia?!"

"Please get out immediately!!"

“Ahh…”

Listening to the chaotic commotion in the house, Reed couldn't help but hold his forehead.

My dad is really...

July 7, 777 New Divine Calendar, Sabbath (Sunday).

In Himlir, in the town of Ment in the Pasar Empire, the hereditary knight and the seventh daughter of the Hyerlar family, Hulim Hyerlar, was born.

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"Hey, hey..."

In the utility room of the Hailar family, Hulim, who was only seven years old, was sharpening a wooden stick with a knife.

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