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Chapter 133 Tranquilizing Magic, Substitute Saintess

Chapter 133 Tranquilizing Magic, Substitute Saintess

"Are we going to that square to pray next?"

After leaving Lyon's house, the group walked down the street.

Dorothy looked at Leonce, who was walking at the front. Leonce wore a simple purple fitted dress that perfectly accentuated her figure, and her smooth golden hair was draped behind her. Even just looking at her from behind would instantly attract attention.

Many pedestrians on the street were secretly glancing at Leonce.

Some were even caught arguing in the street by their female companions.

This is enough to prove how powerful Leonce's charm is.

They were walking with the flow of people. Dorothy hadn't been to Doron Square, so she asked Elor beside her.

Elor nodded and said, "Yes, after the prayers are over, you can enjoy the rest of the time."

Dorothy looked at the crowd around her.

Even though this country doesn't have a Church of Holy Light, we still need to pray.

This is the divine—

Dorothy looked up at the sky.

In this magical world, gods truly exist.

Even in countries that do not believe in gods, there is still a sense of awe towards them.

Accompanied by Elor, Dorothy walked slowly towards Doron Square with the flow of people.

When they arrived at the square, it was already packed with people.

Fortunately, I'm only here to pray, so I don't need to take up any space.

This Duolun Square is even larger than the square where the last match took place.

The plaza used for the last magicians' exchange meeting can accommodate fifty to sixty thousand spectators.

This Duolun Square is twice the size and has no spectator stands.

In Dorothy's view, even two or three hundred thousand people could be accommodated.

It seems that the design took into account the needs of the entire city from the very beginning.

Standing in the crowd, Elor held Dorothy's little hand.

Dorothy looked at the noisy crowd around her: "Now? Are we just going to wait here?"

After all, she had never participated in such an event before.

Elor nodded: "That's right, the formal prayers will begin at exactly nine o'clock in the morning."

It's exactly nine o'clock, so we'll be there in about ten minutes.

Just as Dorothy was waiting patiently, she sensed that immense magical power again.

Then, white specks of light slowly drifted down from the sky.

People standing in the square saw the white specks of light falling and curiously reached out to catch them, then peaceful smiles appeared on their faces.

Dorothy looked at the specks of light and asked curiously, "What is that? Magic?"

As these specks of light drifted down from the sky, Dorothy unleashed her magic, enveloping the group.

Dorothy dared not get involved with something of dubious origin.

"It's the Tranquility Technique of the Church of Holy Light," Anna explained to Dorothy.

"There's no need to be so wary; this magic is harmless."

After hearing the answer, Dorothy then released her magic.

Dorothy reached out and caught the specks of light falling from the sky.

Dorothy instantly felt her inner anxiety subside considerably.

"Wow! This stuff is absolutely amazing for treating mental illnesses."

Dorothy was somewhat surprised to experience the calming effect of the technique.

Lyon slowly closed his eyes. He had been exhausted these past few days, and after coming into contact with Ningxin, a rare relaxed smile appeared on his face.

The same goes for Leona.

After experiencing the Tranquilizing Spell, Anna couldn't help but exclaim, "The Holy Light Church's support magic is among the best on the Loran Continent, and the person who casts this support magic is highly skilled."

It was rare to hear Anna praise someone, and Dorothy couldn't help but glance at her.

At that moment, several hundred meters above the square in Toronto, two figures were floating, one of whom was Dean Gareth.

At that moment, Gareth was looking respectfully at the young girl beside him, who was wearing a loose white robe and had a gentle smile on her face.

"As expected of the master, the Tranquility Magic can actually affect hundreds of thousands of people!"

If such powerful magic were unleashed on the battlefield, it's unimaginable how much it would affect morale.

"Principal Gareth, you don't need to praise me like that. I'm still young and there's a lot I need to learn." The girl's voice was very gentle and clear, and she was very humble.

Gareth couldn't help but admire her, thinking to herself, "She truly deserves to be a candidate saintess for the Church of Holy Light."

He is powerful yet humble.

Gareth had heard some rumors about the girl in front of him.

He is a perfect person in terms of both ability and character.

The Church of Holy Light's invitation to the Kingdom of Radiance was clearly not for a simple winter celebration.

However, those matters are irrelevant to Gareth; they are things the King should be concerned with.

Thinking of this, Gareth looked at the pure white saint standing beside him and found that she had closed her eyes and held her hands to her chest. It turned out that it was time to pray.

Gareth slowly closed his eyes and began to pray silently.

Then the other party's ethereal voice echoed throughout the entire city of apprentices.

"The loving Lord deeply loves mankind. Today, we offer our prayers for the great Lord of light and warmth."

As the Holy Maiden's voice echoed through the sky.

At this moment, in the Duoleyuan Square below the two people, tens of thousands of people all quietly closed their eyes.

Dorothy opened her two round eyes and curiously observed her surroundings.

With the help of the calming magic, everyone's face was now filled with seriousness and piety.

About a minute later, Elor slowly opened her eyes and subconsciously looked at Dorothy beside her.

Then he discovered that Dorothy was staring intently at him with her big eyes wide open.

Elor paused for a moment, then asked softly, "Why are you staring at me? Dorothy, did you make a wish just now?"

"A wish?" Dorothy paused for a moment.

What does this mean?

Elor, however, asked curiously, "Yes, you can tell the gods your wishes when you pray."

Dorothy's eyelids twitched slightly.

This deity seems to resemble Santa Claus.

Dorothy asked curiously, "Does that mean if you make a wish, the gods will grant it?"

Instead, she was met with a cold shoulder from Elor.

"How could that be? The gods aren't that free. And even if they did grant your wish, with so many people on the continent, how long would it be before it was your turn?"

As she spoke, Elor reached out and patted Dorothy's little head, her face full of concern.

Dorothy felt that she was being looked down upon.

It was all because Elor's words misled her.

And wasn't this supposed to be a prayer event? Why is there something to do with making wishes?

At this moment, Elor advised Dorothy, "Dorothy, if you have any wishes you want to fulfill, remember that you have to work hard for them yourself. The gods won't help you for nothing."

Dorothy pursed her lips; it was best not to speak at this moment.

After all, Dorothy herself lacked knowledge about the Winter Festival.

While the two were chatting, the people around them gradually opened their eyes.