Next morning.
Amon was stretching his arms and doing some warm-up exercises to check if his body felt sore anywhere.
"Damn! I'm perfectly okay. Rather, I feel stronger now," Amon said quietly to himself.
He was currently in the same room, wearing a white robe provided by the temple.
After finishing his stretches, he realized he could move and walk without any problem—just as Bishop Jonathan had told him.
"Hehehe~ I should check my status window." Just when he was about to check his stats, Selena came inside the room.
"Good to see you're doing fine." Her voice was soft as her eyes observed the young man.
Amon suddenly turned his head in her direction.
She was wearing a white shirt, tucking its ends inside black tight trousers.
Even though the clothes were plain, they didn't make her any less beautiful. In fact, she still looked more gorgeous.
Her long silver hair was tied in a high ponytail. The long shirt sleeves were folded up over her forearms.
