"Ah, no."
"Watson, stop. I can't take it anymore."
The only sounds coming out of the huge private room were gasps and the gentle begging of a woman.
Watson sat opposite Christina and pointed at the space between her eyebrows, pouring a large amount of knowledge into her mind. Meanwhile, Christina's face was flushed as she endured the excessive knowledge. Her body and clothes were wet with sweat.
After Christina decided to believe in Watson, he immediately asked her to pray according to the prayer and offer her faith devoutly. After she did that, the source of chaos-elemental magic in Watson's soul suddenly had a projection of Christina's soul, which allowed him to impart his ability to her through the projection of his soul.
