"Does this door really lead to the basent?" Myne, who had question marks all over his head, asked confusedly while staring at the imposing three ters tall, two ters wide, and a daunting thirty centitres thick tal door in front of him. Behind him stood three random guards and Piona in a hypnotic state obviously like a statue.
"Yes, that leads to the basent. However, we've never been inside, though, so specifics are a little hazy." A half-bald uncle whose duty is a permanent fixture at the basent entrance replied gruffly
Myne listened intently but didn't press for more information. He knew these random nobodies wouldn't have anything valuable to share, and asking further was just a waste of ti.
Turning to the guard who'd been stationed outside Roswell's bedroom, Myne commanded, "Go back to your post and act as if nothing happened. Rember you saw nothing, heard nothing. Everything after seeing was just a dream you had after you fell asleep while standing. When you reach your place, drop your spear and after hearing its voice of falling on the ground you would 'wake up.'"
The guard nodded in understanding after hearing his command and promptly walked away.
Myne then addressed Piona, who mirrored the guard's reaction. "For you, head back to the kitchen and splash water on your face and you will wake up. Rember, nothing out of the ordinary occurred. Everything was just your imagination. If Ela ntions your lover, treat it as a playful tease and ignore her. Now go."
Piona followed suit, strolling casually towards the kitchen with a dull expression.
After dealing with the necessary factors in his plan, Myne quickly ca to the tal door and used his Etheric Marionette skill to unlock it, just like the last ti he did with Rosewell's bedroom.
"Huh? There's no handle on the other side, nor is there any keyhole? Then how did this door open then?" Only after employing his skill did Myne realize his oversight: the entire tal surface was flawlessly smooth, devoid of any opening chanism.
"This door seems special, it is actually absorbing my mana..." Myne muttered, a hint of awe creeping into his voice. " Is it made of magical material?!"
"F*ck! Where did that fatty get so much Kirotonium? Damn it, don't tell he unearth a mine or sothing!"
Myne couldn't help but yell in disbelief. You must know In the market, Kirotonium, prized for its exceptional mana conductivity and durability, fetched an exorbitant price. Even a kilogram commanded a sky-high price of fifty gold coins, and that was under normal circumstances with a stable supply. Prices could easily double or triple during shortages.
Buying tons of it in bulk was practically impossible unless you were ruling the entire kingdom and had other parties having to give you face, even if they didn't want to. Stay updated via empire
But what about that fatty? A seemingly unknown businessman, whom Myne had never heard even na before eting Rosewell, actually possessed more than fifteen tons of Kirotonium with a total price of around 720,000 gold coins or 7200 platinum coins. How can this even be possible?
Even the richest nobles in the kingdom couldn't afford such a luxury for a re basent door, let alone a small-ti businessman. Clearly, sothing about this "fatty" was far more intriguing than Myne realized.
The initial shock subsided, replaced by a greedy glint in his eyes as he fixated on the Kirotonium door before him. Wasting no ti, Myne retrieved a noise-cancelling ball and threw it on the ground. With a click, it activated, silencing all sounds within a ten-ter radius around him. Neither his voice nor any external sounds could penetrate the barrier within a certain limit.
"I hope I don't have to make too much noise. Next ti, I'll try to buy a better-quality noise-cancelling device from Elsa. This one's capability is not that high."
Taking a precautionary asure, Myne cast an Appraisal on himself and started looking at his skills. He just had to find the perfect skill that could help him dig out this entire door from the walls, so it could beco his property instead of a random fatty who couldn't even see its true value.
"Let's see, if I use any heavy attack, then there's a high chance that this entire house might collapse right on top of my head, and I may not be able to do anything and attract unwanted trouble..." He pondered, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Ti to dust off an interesting skill. It's been a while since I used it. I almost forgot about it."
Myne then inhaled deeply, puffed his cheeks out, and activated the skill – "Magic・Water: Colossal." As soon as he did, he felt like there was an unimaginable volu of water filling his mouth, straining to burst out.
Reacting quickly, Myne directed the torrent of water towards the door, unleashing a high-pressure jet from his mouth.
Boom!
A deafening boom echoed in Myne's ear as the high-pressure water jet, potent enough to cleave a person in two, erupted from his mouth like a rocket. It slamd directly into the wall beside the Kirotonium door, eting no resistance, and made a small, two-finger-wide hole in it.
Although Excitent coursed through him seeing his plan work, Myne didn't stop the skill. Instead, he slowly swivelled his head upwards, carving a path through the wall with a trail of destruction left in his wake.
Within a minute, akin to a knife slicing through butter, Myne had severed all three sides of the wall encasing the Kirotonium door, leaving it standing on the ground without any support. Now, just a push of a finger was more than enough to make this super luxurious door fall to the ground.
"Phew, that was impressive," Myne chuckled a hint of pride in his voice, while wiping the sweat from his forehead. "As expected of a skill pilfered from that monstrous catfish who caused so much trouble back then. It far surpasses the mundane abilities of hus. Once this clan issue is settled, and I have so free ti, let's take the entire family to see the Oscans.
I can barely contain my excitent to unearth the treasures that await there."
With a triumphant grin, Myne approached the Kirotonium door and placed his palm on it. With a whoosh, the entire three-ter-tall, two-ter-wide door – imbued with various magical enchantnts – vanished from sight, materializing within his inventory just like that, at the direct critical hit to a certain fatty wealth.
As soon as the door left its place, a wave of oppressive dread washed over him, accompanied by a repugnant stench. Myne peered into the newly revealed space. An unending corridor cloaked in an inky blackness stretched before him. Such profound darkness that a normal person, without any source of light, couldn't even see their own hand, let alone the path.
"Now this is getting more and more complicated, and why does this feeling seem so familiar, as if I have experienced it before? Especially this sll, sniff, sniff... is this sulfur? What is that fatty doing with sulfur in his basent? He didn't want to blow up his own house, right?"
"I better be more prepared before going inside; God knows what kind of crazy things that fatty is hiding inside. Thankfully, because of a kind and generous ghost, I happened to have the perfect skill for this kind of work now."
[ Ethereal Phase:
Description: This skill bestows upon its user the extraordinary ability to seamlessly transition between the material and ethereal planes, granting them unparalleled flexibility and stealth. By harnessing this power, the wielder becos akin to a ghostly apparition, capable of traversing through solid objects as effortlessly as a gust of wind through an open window.
Cooldown Ti: One hour after each use.
Special Note: Due to the unique laws of the ethereal plane, using this skill renders the user incapable of activating any other skills simultaneously. ]
"Sigh, no matter how much I curse Mr. Ghost for putting this horrific seal on my soul when it cos to generosity, nobody can compare to him. Such a magnificent skill, and he gave it to without any hesitation. As expected of a being of his calibre," Myne muttered while wiping the nonexistent tear of joy from his eyes as if moved beyond words.
After a small drama, and again expressing his gratitude to Mr. Ghost, Myne first used Illusory Veil to create an illusion that the Kirotonium door was still in its place and nothing had happened. He then retrieved the sound-blocking ball and drank five high-grade mana potions one in rapid succession. Since he was going to an unknown dangerous place; it was better to have as much mana as possible.
Only after completing these ticulous preparations did Myne activate the Ethereal Phase skill.
Like most skills, even though he was using the skill of a dead guy, Myne felt no change, except his body beca a bit ethereal, just like a ghost. Additionally, he felt himself lift from the ground. Yep, in this state, he could fly, but the maximum altitude was limited to roughly one ter. However, Myne could control his speed at will.
The greater the amount of mana channelled, the faster he could move – even achieving the speed of light wasn't out of the realm of possibility, provided he possessed a colossal reserve of mana to fuel it.
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