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Chapter42:A Very Helpful Holy Spell
Author: Landing Vale
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High Magus Andor arrived in ceremonial white robes, carrying a staff that had cost more than several villages.

He took one look at Elias and became practical.

"Grand curse," he said.

The Pope stared. "Already?"

"Already."

Priests formed circles across the cathedral square. Choirs sang. Holy mana gathered in a pillar that climbed through the broken sky and spread into a golden seal above the demon's head.

"Radiant Dominion!" Andor cried.

The spell descended.

It was one of the Church's proudest c
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