Bab 335: Chauntea, the Land's mother.

The head priest was awaiting them in front of Chauntea's statue praying.

"Is the ritual ready?" Cain asked.

"Not yet, I might need an hour to get a response." The priest whispered quickly to not disturb his prayer. Cain could notice that he was serious, they need to wait.

"Let's sit and wait," Cain said as he took a seat. The girls did the same. Only Chad remained standing, his eyes glaring at the goddess statue.

Thud! Thud! He slowly walked toward the statue, "Why the wait? Why won't she reply, it's not like people are not praying to her."

Even though he got a bit offended, the priest spoke in a calm voice. "Precisely, a lot are praying to her at the same time. She needs to give each of them the love and care they deserve so she needs time."

Chad looked at him and smiled, "A fair answer if we talked about a mortal. But she is a god!" Chad turned toward the statue and started releasing his divine magic.