In that case, it made perfect sense that someone with his abilities would leave behind a mysterious power to protect the villagers. After all, Javier Sinclair's true form was the Demon God himself.
And it was fine for the villagers here to worship him.
'A Demon God is still a God, after all!'
Just then, Madam Forrest, standing beside her, took some incense, knelt before the statue, and began to pray. "Please, God, keep my family safe. Please help my daughter marry into a good family this year. And please, bless our sow with a smooth delivery of her piglets."
Madam Forrest's face was a picture of piety as she spoke.
Celeste Grant couldn't help but stifle a cough.
'Blessing a sow with a smooth delivery?'
She glanced up at the statue, her expression hard to put into words.
'Is it possible...'
'...that your God doesn't handle sow births or marriages?'
