Entering the barrier, the mana surrounding the castle was extremely abnormal.

“Keup!" It felt as if you were underwater due to the dense concentration of mana, making it difficult to breathe.

"Are you guys all right?” The other party tilted their heads when I asked worriedly. Thanks to the helmets’ ability to see each other's faces through the helmets, their uncomprehending expressions were clearly seen. 

"Why? What just happened, Master?" I was dumbfounded when Tristan returned the question.

"Are you guys not affected by this supersaturated mana?" The excessive mana weighing down on my whole body made me feel as if gravity had been increased several times.

"Well, it's not like we’re completely fine, but we aren’t like Master gasping for breath," said Percival.

Tristan concurred, "I agree with the Captain, Master. Obviously, if the mana is this supersaturated, it'll take a little more effort to create a sword aura, but that's all."

How can they be so insensitive? I looked at Hillis and asked her in bewilderment, "Are you okay, too?”

Despite my question,...