"Master…"
She let go of all barriers in her consciousness and allowed her emotions to take control of her. She leaned forward and embraced Lawrend.
Her heart beat rapidly, and an extremely blissful feeling permeated her being. She wanted to be one with him now and forever.
Lawrend was happy with her reaction and rubbed her back. He was glad she accepted it, or he would have wasted it.
"Once you reach enlightenment, I'm sure that you can become a Sub-God."
Upon saying those words, Lawrend let go of her. She reluctantly flew back to the other maids.
When he confirmed that she was safe, Lawrend closed his eyes. A shackle seemed to be lifted from his shoulder.
A power that exceeded mana extended to every corner of his body. It replaced the spot taken by the Golden Divine Lightning.
There were still seven divine magics contained in Lawrend's soul. They had been the reason he was able to reach his current stage, but they were also his current shackles.
"Aleshia."
