Bilford, who had been concentrating all his attention on the mana swirling around his body, let out a heavy breath when the mana suddenly retreated and he fell to his knees.
Even though it wasn't his own, the empty space left by the mana that had filled his body felt so large that he was overwhelmed by a sense of helplessness.
"Try it yourself," Catherine's stern voice broke through his thoughts.
Bilford, ignoring the sweat pouring down his face, straightened his posture and focused on the mana again.
It had been late last year when Bilford first began to feel mana. This was thanks to Catherine infusing mana into his body every day. However, even after a year had passed, he still couldn't control it.
This was the cruel and unyielding wall that determined the limits of most knights.
One year? It wasn't even funny.
There were many knights who were frustrated because they couldn't handle mana even after devoting their entire lives!
