Grandmaster Of All Job Class

The village elder called the citizens and went to their village plaza. Standing on the platform made of wood. Making Isaias visible to the other villagers.

From what he has seen, many disabled persons were brought by their families. Looking at Isaias with their eyes, thinking if he can truly heal them.

Blind was being guided where to sit and listen to the voice of the crowd.

Little by little, the villagers were gathered round about the platform which was used for announcement and for executing criminals. Some red blood was still etched on the platform that made Isaias gulp a little bit of saliva.

Sweat trickled from his pores on his forehead. Making it drop on the cheeks that was later on wiped by the back of his hands. .

A little stage fright was building up but he extinguished it for the sake of giving a clear message to the people. Gulping saliva again, he calmed himself.

The crowd seemed to be bustling and many more will arrive. Thinking that the numbers were enough for them to hear, he planned to start as the citizens were getting unrest.

Some of them wanted to go back to their homes as they felt unsafe in the meantime, thinking that the enemies will attack anytime. Awaiting for all of them to arrive, Isaias started his speech.

"Brothers and Sisters of the Dewalt village! I testify to you all of the goodness of the God of Angels! I am very happy to say that if you have faith in him, all blind will see! All disabled will walk! All sick will be healed! Come, my children! All who want to be healed, come to me and the gracious God will heal you all!" Isaias announced.

They were baffled by his announcement. If you are born blind, even the healing magic of Priests will not heal you. How much more a nobody like him.

"Are you a Priest?" Asked one of the villagers. A lady in her thirties.

"No," Isaias replied.

"Then how do you think you can heal them? Not even a Priest that heals wounds will make him see!" Said the lady to him, enough for him and the other villagers to hear.

"Do you know about miracles? A power changing anything, making anything and is limitless? It came from God himself and if he wills it, it can do anything!" Isaias explained.

"Then heal the blind first to make us see!" Said the lady who was thinking that he can shame the old man in front of him.

'Let's see if you can heal him. Huh! Miracles? What is he talking about?' The lady inwardly said.

The blind was guided towards him and his blindfold was removed. Isaias then touched his eyes with a little breath on them.

After doing so, he opened his eyes and twitched them several times. At first, it was blurry but later on, he smiled. Leaping in gladness as he went to his sister. To Isaias' surprise, it was the lady that doubted him at first.

"Anna! Anna! Where are you?" The man shouted as he called his sister, not knowing what the face of his dear sister was.

"I am here! I am here! I got you!" She hastily said as she walked towards him.

She was in tears as she lost hope a second ago and her hope was rekindled after seeing his brother see at last.

"He is blind since he is a kid and now he can see! Whoever you are! I thank you!" She said to Isaias.

"I am just a messenger! Pray to the God of Angels and your sickness will heal! Have faith as his mercy will abound!" Isaias shouted at them.

One by one, the sick was healed who was coughing blood. The one who has disabled on his feet and has a cane to walk has regained his feet. A man with a rotting face has been healed and others who have no fingers has gained all of his lost ones.

Isaias felt happy that they believed and did have faith in their hearts.

"A time of trouble will come and the God Of Angels will come to defeat the darkness! He will descend on the heavens clothed in white while having a white horse with wings to defeat the enemies. He will bring peace and caught us up in the air when he will arrive! Have faith and he will save us! Do not fear the death of our bodies! Fear the death of our soul and spirit! The hell with eternal fire will burn us in eternity if we will reject him! Repent and have faith! The God who created us will make a mansion in the heaven and all of you will receive eternal life!" Isaias said to them.

After saying it all, Isaias felt that many of them believed. To his surprise, only a few were countable who didn't believe. Making his heart at ease.

The Lady who shamed him recently approached him and asked him.

"I am indebted to you. But is there anything I can help you with?"

Isaias then felt like not wanting to repay him.

"The eternal life is a gift. It doesn't need to be repaid, dear. You can rest assured that it will all be given to all who believed. But I am in need too, my friend is needed of attention. He needs a mana potion to heal him with [Regeneration]. I hope I can find one." Isaias said to her.

"Why didn't you said earlier? I am the potions and consumables seller of this village! I will go fetch it to you!" She said to him.

The people's hearts were reignited by his words. Some of them felt alleviated by the fear of death. At least they will live eternally in the heaven that God created for them. Others didn't fear death that lurks anywhere. They now have hope that if they die at this moment, they will be with their creator.

Isaias then was given a box of mana potions by the lady. She was very happy while she gave the box of mana potions to him. Isaias then waved goodbye to them and they waved goodbye too to him. They went to their homes and was glad.

Isaias went to their carriage and he hastily walks towards him. Troubled that if he will be a second late, Joan's life will be extinguished. Knowing how dreadful his situation was.

He then saw that the carriage was carefully guarded by the guards. Maybe they were instructed by the village elder himself. As he was getting closer, he heard that Joan was groaning in pain. He entered the carriage and saw that the duplicate was sweating profusely.

"What took you so long? He will die anytime soon! His strength is fading and the pain will go worse as time goes," Duplicate said to him.

"I am so sorry, I needed to do this and that to have a box of potion. I hope it will be sufficient," Isaias said to him then handed him a box of potions.

Duplicate's face was reignited with happiness.

"This is sufficient! How did you get this much?" Duplicate's face was sweating but he was smiling this time.

"Well, don't ask about it. Start healing him now," Isaias said to him to make him focus on what to do first.

The Duplicate then resumed his healing with [Regeneration] and it started to take effect. Making Joan's crumpled face due to the pain seemed to ease a bit. Making the Duplicate gulp another potion as his mana was exhausted.

This potion's effects were being converted to mana by your stomach and your stomach will be emptied as you made it become mana. Not something to use when you are dehydrated with water in your body.

Joan's situation was getting better as the Duplicate was steadily using mana potions to heal him. Drinking potion and heal repeatedly.

After an hour of treatment, Joan opened his eyes and saw Duplicate sitting on the side of the carriage. Asleep and was breathing low and deep.

"Joan! You are awake now! Hahaha!" Isaias said then slapped him in the face left and right while laughing.