Mizhene had always possessed physical gifts far beyond those of ordinary people, excelling in both scholarly and martial pursuits. That was why Keledu had made him a trusted aide and recommended him to the Faith Order's headquarters.
Although losing such a capable subordinate had been a considerable blow to Keledu, Yeyasu's physique was so outstanding that it even surpassed Mizhene's. This discovery delighted Keledu: he had found Mizhene's successor.
Just then, Yeyasu spotted Keledu. He ran straight over and greeted him. "Lord Apostle, you're back!"
Keledu nodded. "Yeyasu, how is your recovery coming along?"
Yeyasu bounced up and down a few times on the spot, then told Keledu, "Lord Apostle, thanks to you, I'm all better!"
Keledu nodded, then suddenly reached out and patted Yeyasu on the shoulder. Yeyasu cried out. Clearly, his wounds had not fully healed.
Keledu looked at Yeyasu with a smile, making the boy a little embarrassed.
"I'm actually almost recovered. A few wounds still hurt a little, but they don't affect my ability to move around normally."
Keledu nodded. "I'm glad you've recovered so quickly, but your wounds haven't completely healed. You should still rest properly and avoid strenuous exercise.
"Make sure you take your medicine and eat properly every day. Only then can you recover fully. You'll have plenty to do after that."
Yeyasu nodded. He was deeply grateful to Keledu for saving his life.
He had seen all the care and concern Keledu had shown him. Since his parents' deaths, he had lived as a herding slave and had never received such kindness again.
The reason he had insisted that he had recovered was that he wanted to do something for Keledu, even though he did not know what he could do.
"Actually, Lord Keledu, I really am almost recovered. Is there anything