Reginald's cold tone sent shivers down everyone's spine, with the exception of Michael. It seemed like he had infused his own voice with mana.
'Infuse mana with my voice, huh... now that's a skill idea.' He smiled in response; there were a couple of applications he could try, some of which would likely improve his power by a lot.
What if, by infusing a certain word with a meaning, he would be able to bring that meaning to life? It definitely seemed like a possibility. After all, Reginald infused his voice with mana and made others feel his pressure more intensively.
It's a good ability to learn indeed, but focus on mana absorption first; once you master that, everything else will become much easier.
'Sure.' Michael nodded and glanced back at Reginald; he had been standing there in silence while looking down on the woman.
Meanwhile, Shingen was trying his best to remain calm, but his shaking hands were most likely noticed by each person present.
