Kal Lenaro and the labor theorists stood silently, gazing at the view outside the city.

The smell of grilled meat filled the air, and they watched the scene where the sick were being treated free of charge. Even the most impatient and radical of the labor theorists, at this moment, did not utter a single word.

"Thank you. Thank you! Saintess!!"

"Peace be with you."

The Saintess was frantically tending to the sick.

The clergy of the Grace Church seemed very familiar with this situation, as they had taken the lightly injured for treatment themselves, while only the severely wounded or those suffering from genetic diseases, who could not be healed by ordinary miracles or divine power, were brought to the Saintess.

Thanks to the incredibly efficient field hospital system, countless beings were getting better in real time, leaving the hospital with tears of joy as they recovered.