More than 400 surviving miners arrived at the rebel base after the teleportation magic was activated.
They were first settled in a large open space. Rachel had organized a large number of clergy members who were currently setting up emergency tents and distributing food to them.
In truth, the physical condition of many miners was not optimistic. While filling their bellies was one thing, what they needed most right now was medical treatment.
Just as Rachel was preparing to personally treat all the miners, she suddenly received an urgent message from the rebel leader’s herald.
“I am very sorry, Lady Eilis. An emergency message came from the leader. In the forest area not far from the base, the leader and his troops were ambushed by Tyron, one of the Pope’s Death Knight captains. The situation is grim, and there are even several people with heavy injuries. I must rush there to provide support…”
Following that, a somewhat guilty-looking Rachel made a request to Eilis.
“Lady Eilis, please heal these people who are suffering from illness. Nino’s light healing magic isn’t even as good as an ordinary cleric’s. I’ll leave things here… in your hands.”
Eilis puffed out her small chest and said with full confidence, “Don’t worry, Auntie Rachel. Treating several hundred people is no problem for me~”
Rachel wore a slightly apologetic smile as she took some emergency potions and supplies, then hurriedly rushed out the door.
Eilis recalled the contents of the healing books her mother had left behind. Step one: check and ask about the patient’s condition. Step two: prioritize treatment for those with sudden, severe symptoms. Step three: perform purification before using light magic to heal. Step four: provide relevant psychological counseling. This order could not be messed up.
Eilis stood up and borrowed a holy scripture from the clergy, which was a tool that could assist in enhancing light healing magic.
“Sophia, Nino, I’m going to begin. Remember to observe the patients’ subsequent conditions.”
“Got it, Eilis!”
“Okay, Sister Eilis!” The two stood beside Eilis, preparing to witness the divine technique she was about to display.
Syllables that sounded incredibly obscure and difficult to the two girls popped out of Eilis’s mouth one by one, carrying a holy tune.
As the magic chant concluded, a soft, white healing light glowed from the tip of Eilis’s outstretched right palm.
“Angels who dispel the darkness, please wash away that loathsome crimson; merciful Goddess Febilia, please bestow your light upon this place.”
**[Cure Disease]**, **[Holy Hymn]**!
**[Holy Hymn]** was the core ultimate healing skill of the Priest class. As an area-of-effect heal, it combined the advantages of continuous healing and a buff to one’s own subsequent healing potency.
Eilis used the skills repeatedly, healing a large number of suffering miners. Sister Ann, standing nearby, could also sense that the aura of necromantic magic on these people had completely vanished.
Eilis arrived at a corner where the patient’s problem was more troublesome.
There was a miner here with severe injuries. The wound on his abdomen had long since festered and grown maggots, and the clergy could only provide simple bandages.
Others said he had been injured by a blade after a struggle with Campbell’s mercenaries.
His injury had dragged on for three days, and his body was now extremely weak. He might not have lasted another moment.
Eilis quickly calmed herself and activated her light healing magic.
**[Cure Disease]**, **[Greater Heal]**!
**[Greater Heal]** was a divine skill that could immediately restore 70% of a target’s maximum health.
All the filth around the wound was completely removed, and the deep gash that had revealed his bone disappeared. The dark purple hue around the wound faded rapidly, returning to the color of healthy flesh. The tissue gradually closed up until it was as good as new.
The miner, who had been at death’s door just a minute ago, had now regained consciousness.
The miners around him were all slack-jawed with shock. In this place, Eilis looked as if a goddess herself had descended.
***
One hour passed, and the good news was that all the miners had been treated.
However, the bad news was…
Eilis had been showing off a bit. There was no real need to activate a high-tier ultimate like **[Holy Hymn]**, and she wondered if her own vanity had been at work.
Being called “Lady Goddess” and “Lady Saint” by these miners one after another had made her fox tail practically curl up to the sky.
In reality, the current Level 45 Eilis had a maximum mana capacity of 5,350, but casting **[Holy Hymn]** once to look cool cost 1,000 mana.
Consequently, Eilis had no choice but to drink five large mana potions in succession within that one hour.
***
Right now, she only wanted to hurry up and “pick a flower.”
It felt like she couldn’t hold it in much longer…
Eilis sat on a chair, trying her best to appear calm, but her shoulders were uncontrollably twitching slightly.
She clamped her legs together and held her skirt with both hands. Her feet, pressed together, were unconsciously rubbing back and forth.
“Sister Eilis, what’s wrong? Could it be that you’re cold? Are you okay?” Nino hadn’t noticed the details; she simply thought it really was a bit cold inside the underground cavern of the base.
“Mm… I’m fine, Nino…” Eilis forced herself to stay composed, but a slight tremor could be heard in her voice.
However, Sophia, standing on the other side, had noticed everything. Her eyes suddenly lit up, like a lion on the savanna that had found an antelope about to become its meal.
In the older, silver-haired girl’s sky-blue eyes was a look of total understanding.
Sophia walked over to Eilis in three quick steps.
She leaned close to Eilis’s ear, blew a light breath, and then whispered, “Do you need to use the bathroom?”
“N-No! It’s not at all what you’re thinking!” Eilis, still stubborn, had no idea of the fate that awaited her.
“Oh~ sorry about that, Eilis. Since that’s the case, there are several dozen representatives from the group of miners you just healed who want to participate in your handshake event~” With a familiar, teasing voice, Sophia began her plan.
!?
She had never heard anything about a handshake event. Did becoming a Saint also mean becoming an idol?
That damn Sophia! She couldn’t be serious, right?
Seeing Sophia already gathering some miner representatives to come forward, Eilis was undoubtedly pushed to a dead end.
Eilis’s heart finally sank!
She really couldn’t hold it anymore; she couldn’t even stand up now.
Because the moment she stood up, she would leak…
If she couldn’t hold it in, then not just her career as a Saint, but even her career as a Witch would probably be over.
The smiling Sophia brought over a large table from somewhere and placed it in front of Eilis.
It really was just like those idol handshake events on TV. The miner representatives came forward one by one to shake hands, their words filled with praise for Eilis.
Although helping a large number of miners would indeed increase the power of divine faith for the Witches among the common people…
The most pressing matter right now was that Eilis’s dignity and her bladder were about to have one of them sacrificed.
“May the light of Goddess Febilia shine upon you. May Goddess Althea protect you.” Eilis forced herself to make her smile look more natural.
“Thank you, Lady Saint. Lord Felicitala has not abandoned us!” an elderly miner said with tears in his eyes.
She was reaching her limit…
Eilis, clamping her legs tighter and tighter, could only cross her legs to further reduce her body’s shaking.
Another hour passed, and this batch of miner representatives was finally sent away.
“Eilis~ it was suddenly decided that many more miners also want to participate in your handshake event~” Sophia said with a giggle.
Eilis swore she would never listen to Sophia’s nonsense ever again! This kind of request, which was far outside a Priest’s job description, would definitely not be accepted next time!!
Unfortunately, the little devil-possessed Sophia suddenly grabbed Eilis’s hand, wanting to pull her to the front of the stage and make her stand up quickly.
After a brief twitch, the scent of an unknown liquid wafted out, and a small puddle appeared beneath Eilis.
***
“W-Waaaah!! You big meanie, Sophia!! I-I’m never talking to you again!”
Accompanied by a scream of utter shame and desperation, Eilis’s tears fell like rain. Wiping her eyes with her sleeve, she flew toward her room as fast as her legs could carry her.
She left behind a group of bewildered miners, Nino, whose face was as red as a tomato after seeing the liquid on the ground, and Sophia, who looked like everything had gone just as planned.