Hiss hiss hiss...
Inside the treehouse, the slight whisper of growing flesh overshadowed everything.
Glurp.
Herbert quietly observed everything in front of him, slowly swallowing a mouthful of saliva, then took a deep breath.
Sigh—
While breathing in, he forgot about the assorted smells in the house: the scent of sulfur, decay, irritating odors...
Although Herbert had never explicitly stated it before, he always resisted these, cautiously inhaling only after purifying them with Holy Power.
But at this moment, a distracted Herbert didn't care about them, and he unconsciously inhaled all those scents into his lungs.
"...Cough, cough!"
Though he couldn't stop coughing, and almost shed tears from physiological discomfort, Herbert's eyes never looked away.
He witnessed a miracle.
He was bearing witness to a miracle.
Ever since Svanni took out that bone, every second of the scene before his eyes changed drastically.
At first, a layer of flesh slowly grew over the white bone.
