Phield had noticed long ago that the minimap did not display Divine Chosen who had already been contracted. Even if Ashina did not conceal her aura, Phield could not find her symbol anywhere on the minimap.
Uncontracted Divine Chosen were marked with a location.
But once contracted, they disappeared.
"No wonder my luck has been so good—it turns out a beautiful nun has been praying for me."
Phield closed his eyes and spoke nonsense casually. From beginning to end, he had never received the slightest help from the Church. Ashina was not a Divine Chosen of Holy Light either, but a Divine Chosen of the Demi-humans' Bitter Winter. Phield stepped forward at an unhurried pace, wearing a courteous smile. "You specifically sought out my pioneer group—was it solely for preaching?"
"Not only that, respected Baron Phield. We hope to cooperate with you."
