Chapter 46: Master II
"You little monster..." she whispered. "How in the hell is your mana sea this vast?"
"Dunno," Fenric replied with a shrug, his tone dry. "But it’s probably the reason I was targeted by that bitch of a Dark Empress."
Mavis raised her brow, stood up from his lap, and began pacing. One hand rested under her chin, thoughtful.
"Hmm... you might be right. This could be the reason," she muttered. "After all, your talent was never fully evaluated. If she sensed that your potential surpassed her own child’s, she may have decided to eliminate you in secret... using that slow-acting poison."
Fenric nodded slightly, though inside he scoffed.
Like hell he was going to tell her the truth—that the poison was actually the reason his mana sea had become this vast. Knowing this woman’s twisted tendencies, she might decide to feed him even more poison next time... just to ’help him grow.’
"Hmm, still... your mana sea feels as if it’s been tempered," she said.
Fenric rose from the chair, brow furrowed. This was a new term to him—something he hadn’t encountered in the original book."What do you mean, tempered? Can someone even temper their mana sea?" he asked.
Mavis nodded. "I wondered the same. I just read about it in an ancient book I found in a ruin. It described how some Blessed used to temper their three origins: body, soul, and thier Energy sea."
"Tempering each of them made those origins stronger and more resilient than others," she explained.
Fenric nodded slowly, deep in thought.Duserdis did say my mana sea had been condensed and expanded. And my mana purity was also increased because of the poison... This does sound a lot like mana sea tempering, he thought as he looked at his hands.
Mavis stopped pacing and turned, arms folded, her golden eyes locked onto his face.