“No. That isn’t possible.”

The large amount of mana ingested through the Dragon Pill—Grid’s vessel was insufficient and the ferocious overflowing energy was trying to smash him apart. All of this energy was sucked into Braham’s soul. Braham devoured the Dragon Pill, which couldn’t be fully digested even by the members of the tower. All of this could be seen as greedy.

Grid’s heart was full of excitement as he felt the fully restored soul of Braham.

“What is a house? Let’s build a castle. The largest castle in the world.”

[He was a lost person who could only watch the death of a blacksmith he loved.]

-...I’m looking forward to it.

[’He’ was a victim of fate piercing his heart with the dagger of a trusted blacksmith.]

“I.”

-I.

[His steel soul was tempered by the loss of a relationship.]

“I’m not going to betray your expectations.”

[The soul of ‘he’ who had been betrayed and worn down by fate was strengthened.]

-I believe in you.

[He couldn’t stand alone and craved for him.]

-I believe in you as much as you do in me.

[That’s why he was able to be a savior....