‘By the way, my name is Luca Socher; in the capital, I represent the Socher company, and with Avi's help, I’m helping Eli spread the message and the blessings of our goddess.’ She put her fist close to her mouth.

  ‘Luca, don’t be too pushy; everyone has their time, and we need patience; nobody will be forced to accept her; it is a blessing, after all.’ Eli tapped her head.

  ‘My hair, but look, our goddess is so benevolent that there is a device that preserves food, but you don’t need to accept her to use it, and it is not expensive at all.’ She moved the two Shafran males to the side and nodded at them.

  The two approached her, carrying an iron box, and placed it beside her. Weak, cold air washed the people close to her as she opened it.

  ‘See? You don’t need to believe in her to use it, but it will make you believe. I recommend you get a refrigerator and a magic stove so that after praying and seeing how the first one helped you?, you will use the magic stove.’ She pointed at one of the two Shafran males from before.

  The crowd approached the refrigerator, touching it with their hands. One from before gave her a magic stove, which she put on her other side, twisting a nob to release the flames.

  Seeing this, Eli's attention was now split between the devices. Looking at the commotion, he noticed a group that hadn’t come closer. He walked to the edge of the wooden boxes, jumped to the floor, and got closer to the group.

  ‘Hello friends, do you have questions?' Eli gave them a slight bow.

  ‘I saw the devices on my close friend's home, but it's just too crazy for me; to me, it's more like a scam. I’m sorry.’ A Shafran male is wearing a robe and holding the hands of another spoke.

  ‘I understand; that is why you can come again with no problem; don’t feel pressure to buy anything. If you pray and try to accept her, you can try turning on the light whenever you come here.’ Eli smiled at him.

  ‘But we will take the refrigerator, which I saw at our friend’s house and is so good.’ The female holding the hand of the one with the robe spoke.

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  ‘If it helps you, this makes me remember that from time to time, Ariadne walks around the city to see how things are evolving, with no guards, just her maid; she enters random shops to buy food; being in her presence is something else.’ He puts his hand close to his chest.

  ‘No guards? And why does this make you remember her?’ An old Shafran looked at Eli, confused.

  ‘Yes, but it is not because she thinks everyone loves her, even though everyone there does love her from the bottom of their hearts, but because she is extremely powerful, she can break my neck using her fingers.’ Eli stocks his chin.

  Those words took the group back, but they remembered that the duchess had white fur disease, but the way he and others describe her, she wasn’t struggling at all with the pain that comes with it. They looked at one another, confused.

  ‘One prince of Velvent, whose name is Edmund, fell in love with our goddess and offered himself as her slave and first devoted; he created the first devices, but what cured her affliction was his love for her; now he has white hair because of it.’ Eli gave a small smile while looking at the group.

  Some females in the back of Luca’s group heard Eli’s tale and walked to him. Now, a circle had formed around him, and they had sparkly eyes and smiles.

  ‘Is so beautiful, so he is like her husband? I imagine that he had special treatment.’ One lady spoke from behind Eli.

  ‘No, she is harsher with him than anybody else; when someone makes a mistake in her presence, she just smiles and says it is fine in a sweet voice, but with Edmund, because he is the first devoted, she expects perfection from him so he receives punishment often.’ Eli turned around, looking at the new people.

  They looked at one another, confused by what he said. She doesn’t know his love for her, one of them thought, but before her lips could move, Eli continued to speak.

  ‘This is proof of his love; it doesn’t matter what she throws at him; he continues to persevere and thrive; the two even fight with swords; seeing the two fight will convince you of her divinity; she is testing his faith every day because of the power he received from her.’ He nodded his head.

  ‘Why doesn't she treat her followers like him? Why is she good to others even after giving them blessings? they don’t compare but are blessings, nonetheless.’ The old Shafran spoke while looking at Eli’s back.

  The old chatzi took a deep breath, and for a moment, he brooded over what he just heard. As he turned around once more, he stroked his chin again.

  ‘When you have genuine faith in the goddess, you will feel that a connection is formed between you and her, which is even stronger if you are close to her; the love you feel for her, she will feel it for you. Edmund doesn’t have that; I noticed from observation and the reason I don’t know myself.’ Eli looked at the old Shafran.

  ‘Maybe is a test for himself alone as the first devoted, a price for his powers.’ The robed Shafran male to the side spoke.

  ‘Perhaps… I just know that she is just she wants the best for her followers; I felt it when I was by her side, so have faith in her; later, I will tell you more about her; go to Luca if you want the devices. Eli nodded to them as they walked out.

  Luca was talking with a crowd of people, but she saw the ones talking with Eli approaching her. One young lady wearing a robe put her finger on the magic, and to Luca's surprise, everyone, including the young lady herself, had the fire turned on.