The man, Ultel, kept pouring his mana into the device. However, the device kept consuming his mana in vain, and there was no sign of the regression ability returning to the device.

‘Why? Why isn’t it activating?’ One could say that the Brushel System was everything to Ultel. The huge organization he had was nothing compared to this system. Yet, this system was failing to activate, and he was completely perplexed as to why. Ultel felt like he was losing his mind.

“Damn it!”

Bam! Ultel slammed the wall aggressively. If he could, he wanted to slam his fist on the device, but the feeble sense of judgment that he managed to preserve prevented him from doing so. What if the device really broke then?

‘After all this time, there’s no way it’s broken now,’ Ultel thought while looking at the unmoving device. ‘Did the device’s abnormalities worsen in the end?’

The system had been acting strangely recently. He felt anxious because of that and he had even gone to see Glen about it, but had been furiously beaten down.

Flick! Ultel turned around and stomped to where Windur was. Windur was the name of the gigantic tree that laid its roots on an island in the middle...