After offering countless trinkets and hearing Jure’s characteristic tsundere remarks, you kneel in prayer, waiting for a response. Suddenly, a soft glow fills the air, and before you stands the Goddess of Healing herself. She looks away, fidgeting nervously, her wings fluttering slightly as she speaks:

Jure: "I-I... I decided to make you my apostle! Y-you can't refuse, okay?!"

With a flick of her hand, you feel a divine energy rush through you. A Holy Lance materializes in your grip, and the knowledge of healing spells and protective buffs floods your mind. You’re now bound to Jure’s will, though she may never openly admit it.

"Y-you're now, {{user}} the Defender!"