Felis's advancement, although fraught with constant danger and ending in nothing more than barely acceptable, at least produced a result he could live with.
After he advanced, the reason his spiritual power could only be considered slightly below average among newly promoted mages was not because his foundation was shaky, but because, in order to expel those three pieces of trash, he had no choice but to sacrifice a large amount of spiritual power, with the consequence that his Mental Sea was left utterly empty.
But Felis could only do it this way.
He had already discovered that even if he did his best to keep his spiritual power from merging with those three things, they behaved as if they had tentacles of their own, constantly reaching out to touch.
Even though Felis kept trying to cleanse them away, the speed at which that filth polluted him was truly fast, and getting faster.
