It dropped to its knees before Conrad with a THUD, kowtowing repeatedly. "Thank you, thank you, Lord Priest! Thank you!"
Conrad wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a sigh of relief. He waved his hand and said, "Don't thank me. It's also thanks to…"
He glanced at Fritz, who was collapsed on the ground, his face pale and his hands still trembling, and continued with a hint of surprise, "…thanks to his decisive action, which bought us time."
'For this arrogant young master to actually step in and perform a C-section on a Kobold… how strange.'
Today's events had somewhat changed his opinion of the young master.
Just as he was speaking, a flurry of urgent footsteps sounded from outside.
Lynch had heard the news and rushed over, followed by Avril, who had just finished cleaning up after the celebration and had tagged along specifically because she heard treatment might be needed.
