Shortly after Spencer received the command and exited the room, Leonard continued to close his eyes to consolidate his mana.
A smile slowly crept up on his face when he could sense a magic circle was forming. Although not quite a successful magic circle, it was evidence that he was close to succeeding in the formation.
The situation was vastly superior to the time when he knew a magic circle was impossible to form.
He clenched his fist, his eyes burning with the desire to take control of his own life.
When he was fascinated by the fantasy element of this world, he thought he would have some cheat-like ability.
Alas, reality always shatters one's expectations.
He spent another half an hour consolidating the mana within him.
'Looks like I have to practice more.' His forehead was covered in sweat. As for his clothes, they were completely drenched.
The smell was starting to linger and corrode the room. Moreover, he felt sticky everywhere.
