"Piote seems similar."
Divine power is largely innate. Increasing it after reaching adulthood is almost impossible.
However, Piote had shown rapid growth in divine power after arriving in the Fenris territory.
It wasnât just the quantity of divine power that increased; its purity had reached a level incomparable to that of other priests.
There was only one plausible explanation.
"The âChoice.â" It was most likely due to that, though no one could be certain. There was no other reason that made sense.
Piote had cultivated his divine power by continuously engaging in acts of self-sacrifice. Until now, he had only been a low-ranking priest at the temple.
Julien and Deneb graciously accepted their thanks. Their faces were filled with the satisfaction of having helped those in need.
Kyle, however, stood with his sword resting on his shoulder, his lips pouting as he stood stiffly. On his shoulder, Dark squinted his eyes, matching Kyle's pointed stance.
Ghislain stroked his chin, looking intently at the two.
"Iâll need to test this when I get another chance."
If his hypothesis was correct, Deneb wouldnât have to worry about death. If his intuition proved accurate, Deneb would grow even stronger in the future.
Ghislain and his companions began their journey on an empty road. They had no specific destinationâwandering the world to gain experience and knowledge was their only goal.
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