“Another way?”

“Yeah.”

Zich took out an object from his belongings. Fiery mana burst out as it came out and let its presence be known.

“The Flame’s Tear? What are you going to do with that?” Lyla blinked. The Flame’s Tear was a treasure that held a great amount of mana and probably had many uses. Yet, it was hard to guess what Zich would do since he was not a mage.

‘By his tone, it sounds like he plans to use it to stretch out his abilities.’

“I am going to absorb the mana inside this object and make it clash against my mana.”

“What!” Lyla was stunned. “What kind of nonsense are you spluttering! Are you planning on dying? The insides of your body could burst into flames! No, there’s a higher possibility that your body could turn to ashes the moment you attempt this!”

On their way to returning to Shootuol, Zich had been looking at the Flame’s Tear like a child with a new present; now, it seemed like his mind had also regressed to that of a child.

“Calm down and hear me out first. Do you think I will do something like that thoughtlessly?”

While still grunting, Lyla crossed her arms to listen. Her gaze looked piercing like she was planning to shut Zich down...