Become Strong

After teleporting, I found myself collapsing on the ground of my room.

Unfortunately, using it also meant that I was using the power of Desire Manipulation. While I really didn't want to use it, at that point I didn't have much of a choice. I mean, first of all, it made things dramatic, but more importantly, the consequences of not using it would be far too severe.

I had to get out of there with broken legs and with two people. Not to mention, I wasn't actually confident that I would be able to escape tracking in my best condition. And if that wasn't enough, Jess would probably die if she wasn't administered CPR soon.

I took off my mask, which was letting out loud wailing sounds, and ignored the tears streaming down my face.

A maid had hurriedly called out from the other side of the door.

"Are you ok, sir?"

My eyelid twitched.

"Yes, I'm fine! Please do not disturb me for a while!"