In the corner of Elda Territory, Herbert once again saw Steven.
This middle-aged man, whom he met as always very weak and mentally unstable, seemingly bringing bad luck with him, was at this moment standing devoutly before the Holy Blood Stake.
His deeply sunken eye sockets revealed considerable exhaustion and weariness, but at the same time they shone with a devout radiance.
His beard grew in a messy fashion, extending wantonly on both sides of his chin and cheeks, silently telling of the hardships he faced during this period.
Yet, the greatest change wasn't in his face, but in his body, especially his legs, where noticeable differences could be seen.
The skin on that newly regenerated leg appeared slightly tender, with a slightly lighter hue, like it hadn't seen the sun for a long time.
But Herbert knew that was not merely new skin, but a fully regenerated entire leg.
