Lawrend couldn't help but smile. He worked hard for all these manas and would now release them back.
His mind quickly revisited the times when he needed to teeter between life and death. Everything was so he could increase his soul's mana and make him stronger.
However, with his current comprehension of magic, Lawrend knew that the only correct way was to let it all go.
"If I was obsessed with magic, I might never have been able to cross this step."
This situation reminded Lawrend of West. It had to be the reason why he couldn't cross the final step.
He was too obsessed with mana and couldn't let go of it.
Of course, that wasn't the only reason. There were others, too, such as not storing the mana in his soul.
"Elena…"
Lawrend waved his finger.
Elena was Lawrend's slime maid. He met her on the road by chance, and he took a liking to her. In the end, she took a drop of his special blood and developed into a humanoid being.
