In the distance, Velin watched the two men playing chess in the courtyard and could not help but sigh in relief.
Fortunately, Kyle and Lester had not gone to the Manji Continent to look for him. Otherwise, reuniting would have cost them quite a bit of time and effort.
However, with Lord Clyster around, finding their trail did not seem particularly difficult.
Landing in the courtyard, Velin looked around but found no trace of the Dawn Sword Saint.
Kyle rose to his feet and bowed. "My lord, Lord Clyster."
Lester likewise stood, lowered his head slightly, and bowed to Velin and Clyster.
Velin looked at the two of them, apology on his face. "Sorry. Some matters delayed me, causing me to break my promise."
After exchanging a few words, Kyle finally noticed the unusual condition surrounding his lord.
"What? Are you surprised?"
Kyle nodded at his words. "My lord, where have you gone this time?"
"I don't know either." Velin spread his hands helplessly. "I slept for several months, and when I woke up, I was like this."
"My lord, I believe you need to train in seclusion for a while so that you can master your own strength," Kyle reminded him.
"Well, um... yes, I understand."
Velin wanted to find an excuse, but when he saw Kyle's serious expression, he could only yield.
He also felt that his strength was somewhat difficult to control now. It seemed he truly needed to train properly, or he would keep feeling lightheaded and unsteady.
"Cough, cough."
Clyster gave a light cough, interrupting their reunion. "Velin, there are still matters waiting for you in Knas Province. Do not forget them."
Hearing this, Velin slapped his forehead and muttered, "I think I forgot about the matter of wiping out the cult."
"By the way,