"Ugh! Cough!"

Rosalyn’s eyes were unfocused as she coughed up blood repeatedly.

Even though Belinda and Wendy had relaxed their grip, she no longer struggled or tried to escape.

She only trembled, spitting out blood from her mouth.

“Stop it… you madman…”

She muttered weakly, and in the end, her head drooped down.

Belinda called out urgently once more.

"Young Master!"

"I know. It's almost done."

Ghislain carefully enveloped the torn mana road with a small amount of his own mana to protect it.

Leaving mana inside someone else's body could cause a dangerous clash with their own mana. …