The wheat-blonde-haired man sat on a stool near Amon's bed. There was a kind and gentle smile on his face.
Amon studied his face. He was Bishop Jonathan, the one who came here to assist the Headmistress. He also helped Amon and Selena in their recovery.
"How are you doing, Amon? Are you feeling better now?" His voice was gentle and warm, just like his expression. It was as if he was talking to his own child.
Amon was a little taken aback by how this man spoke. He had heard people talk kindly to him before, but something about this man felt more calming.
"Cough…" Amon cleared his throat.
"I'm feeling better now, Bishop Jonathan. It's all because of you. Thank you for taking care of me and curing me." Amon didn't really know how to talk to a high-ranking priest.
It's not like he was from a noble family or knew proper etiquette.
Bishop Jonathan chuckled and replied, "There's no need to thank me. It was my duty. If you want to thank someone, it should be your Headmistress."
