Alright, be careful of the rabbits.
Yeah, don’t worry about me and take care of yourself.
After Weed finished talking to his younger sister, he brought some firewood to feed the campfire with, while trying to be careful so that even his footsteps did not make any noise. Even while he was cooking some food, he spent extra time to make sure that he did not make any noise. Only when he was sculpting could a small sound be heard.
In this way, while, two weeks past and Alveron’s body recovered.
“Weed-nim, I am ashamed.”
“Don’t worry, it’s okay.”
“Since my Stamina has recovered somewhat, I think I can exert some divine power.”
“Oh, that’s a relief.”
Weed nodded his head.
If one had private access to healing magic, it was much easier to get rid of diseases.
“O goddess Freya, please cleanse away the pain and distress of these who follow you and depend on you. Cure Disease.”
Alveron first used a disease cure magic on Weed.