"Miss Nia, please take good care of Mr. Losa. If you need anything, just let us know."
"Rest assured."
"Miss Nia is a top Decree genius of our Wolf Race. Even the Church's Holy Professionals may not match her in healing. Rest easy."
Valentina cast a meaningful glance at the unconscious man on the bed. She was absolutely sure that his condition was not as bad as it appeared.
"Is the lord alright?"
"Nothing serious, just too much Holy Light in the body. But he's not a dark creature and has high resistance to flames. Once the Holy Light is removed, he'll recover quickly."
"Sorry to make you worry. I'm fine. Let's go to the Hall of Wolves. Although you can't stay long, this is your family's place. You can say things that I can't."
Losa smiled and sat up from the bed, "After all, we are not Texans. It's enough to give some suggestions. More than that, and it would just be annoying."
