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"In this way, you share the good fortune you have attracted through your own efforts with others. Then, when good fortune comes your way, those who receive it will also share their good fortune with you." On a small stage in a downtown chapel, the priestess of the god of fortune was giving a speech. Though small, it was a fairly impressive structure, complete with an altar and lectern. "You may feel hesitant about sharing the good fortune you have obtained. That's understandable. You must have put in extraordinary effort to obtain that good fortune." Dakinila paused for a moment. "But the fact that you earned that good fortune through your own efforts will be conveyed to those who receive it. If you have shared such precious good fortune, they may also share their own." On the screen behind her, her shadow swayed gently, illuminated by the light. "Sharing is not for the sake of others; it is for your own sake." Depending on how you interpret it, it might sound rather dubious, and her shadow seemed to waver with a hint of mockery, but perhaps due to her virtue, the sermon ended with a strange persuasiveness. Originally, it was time for Charlie Wood, the master of this chapel, to give the sermon, but he had an urgent matter to attend to, so Dakiniira, a priestess of the God of Fortune with equal or even greater virtue, took his place. "Priestess, something troublesome has come up." At that moment, the true master of this chapel returned. He had left the place in Dakiniira's care while he met with a noblewoman, Celine, who was a visitor. Because Dakiniira, the priestess of the God of Fortune, was the catalyst for his true awakening to faith, he held her in high regard despite her being younger than him. As a middle-aged thief, he was mature and stable in both character and skill, and his recent awakening as a priest made him a unique and notorious figure. "What? What happened?" Charlie's unusual demeanor made Dakinira even more tense. "Some people who don't like Lilith have attacked one of her fans." Hearing the name of a friend she respected despite their animosity, Dakinira's expression instantly changed. "It seems they're trying to attack the priestess, or even the temple itself, with a hidden agenda." Dakinira slowly stood up. The shadow dancing behind her was like that of a legendary, beautiful fox spirit.