Mana Burst Syndrome

"I see. So you're the one who saved me…"

"Yeah."

Mordred was once again blown away by Neron's genius and brilliance. His affinity for Magic was too unreal to simply be called talent. 

He was just an otherworldly entity—almost as if Mana itself blessed him.

'How could he have brought me back when he has no advanced experience dealing with the Mana Circulation of another person?'

Not only would he have to know the details of Mana Circulation and the pathways in the body, he would have also needed to have proper understanding of Mordred's body to be able to control the dispersion and flow of Mana in a safe manner.

Too fast, too slow, too strong, too weak: any of these would have meant instant death on his part.

Yet… Neron did it.

'My boy…' Mordred looked at his twelve year old son, who looked at him with glistening eyes of both worry and relief.