Mana.

When I reincarnated into this world, I was naturally able to manipulate mana.

It’s true that I was initially confused by the sensation, something I hadn’t experienced in my previous life. However, since I had spent a lot of time alone, I had practiced and researched how to handle mana during that time, so I knew how to apply it to some extent.

“Make the mana solid.”

I infused mana into my fist and solidified it.

For this basic application, simply picturing the image of something solid was enough to harden the mana.@@novelbin@@

With solidified mana in my fist, I swung it toward the enemy in front of me.

"Die! You bastard!"

My small ten-year-old body would likely make my punch look unthreatening.

I wasn’t sure if my attack would reach that Rupert guy, but I couldn’t just do nothing with him standing there.

"Ugh?!"

In a way, my concerns were unnecessary. Rupert, the writer, who had been hit by my punch, effortlessly rolled and fell to the ground.

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