Chapter 147: Kalosia (1)
“Uh...” Ketal nodded as he cleared his throat. Then, he said in a calm voice, “Everything was fine. I slept well.”
“Wow!”
“That’s great!”
“He said he slept well!”
The followers of Kalosia burst into cheers, relief evident on their faces. It was easy to see they felt genuine joy at the news that Ketal had stayed here without any difficulties. He watched them with a curious expression, but at that moment, a young child stepped forward from the crowd, looking shy and hesitant.
“Um... Mr. Ketal,” the child began, his voice trembling. “Would you accept this, please?”
The child held out a small wooden statue. It looked clumsy, as though it had been carved with unsteady hands, but on closer inspection, Ketal recognized his own likeness in the figure.
“Is that supposed to be me?” Ketal asked the child.
“Y-yes...” The child squeezed his eyes shut and nodded. When Ketal reached out and took the statue, the boy’s hands shook slightly.
“You made this yourself. Thank you. It’s very well done,” Ketal said, smiling.
A rush of joy lit the child’s face. The surrounding followers watched with deep emotion and shouted excitedly.
“Wow!”