Perfect Balance

"Just like… me…?"

Lemi was dumbstruck by my statement—or at least she appeared to be.

More than just my words, the fact that I was emitting both Mana and Miasma from my body—yet appeared completely unfazed by it—made both Elves look at me in wonder.

"H-how is that possible?"

"It shouldn't be possible, right? Right?"

Ignorance was a terrible foe.

While it could be bliss at certain moments, there was no doubt that it robbed many of the right kind of perspective to achieve certain goals.

That was why I lived by the philosophy that nothing was impossible—at least when it came to Magic.

It gave me the right kind of mindset.

'Just because it hasn't been discovered yet doesn't mean it doesn't exist!' That was the kind of perspective that brought me this far.

It was such a shame that many didn't share the same line of thought as me.

"Well, it is. This right here is the perfected form of your condition, Lemi."

That's right! Her current situation was by no means an affliction.