"why ...?"
Gunther looked at Ale s if he was having a hard time understanding his intentions.
At first, he thought it was just another noble's kid, sitting on his high horse and commanding the people under him and making them work.
Ale's words confused him even further, making him wonder if he was just too arrogant or if it was pure ignorance.
But the moment Ale grabbed his shoulder, he could immediately feel the vastness of his power. The pure light that surrounded him and healed every inch of his body in a matter of seconds looked like the work of a god.
It wasn't just healing; he could feel everything inside get 'fixed'. Healing would only fasten the process of recovery, but this was something entirely different.
Gunther felt like he was a frog inside a well, knowing nothing about the outside world yet judging people with his limited amount of knowledge. The difference between him and Ale was just that big.