It wasn't long before another knock came at the door.
Nike let out a deep sigh, rubbing her forehead as exhaustion began to weigh on her again.
"Come in," she called out.
The door creaked open slowly, revealing a figure.
With her hands gently clasped in front of her and a warm smile on her face, the Saintess herself, Elysia, stepped inside.
"Hello," she said softly. "I hope I'm not intruding."
Nike's head lifted slowly, but the moment her eyes recognized who it was, her entire body jolted awake with alarm.
She stumbled over her words as she stood up too fast.
"S-Saintess!? It's… it's an honor for you to visit! May I ask why?"
Elysia approached the bedside, her expression remaining the same.
"I've chosen to visit each injured and sick student personally… to offer them a prayer."
"I see…" Nike managed a small, respectful smile, trying to calm her racing thoughts.
Elysia then reached down and gently took the hand in hers.
