"How do you know that I can also give skills to others?"
Mr. Ghost didn't answer but pointed at his back. Myne could only sigh, and look at the wall behind him. He saw two words written on it, which made him doubt his own intelligence. After all, no one feels good about being fooled by a ghost.
"Don't know!"
"Damn it, nowadays you can't even speak casually... Although I wanted to give June so powerful skills for protection, it's not easy. Stealing soone else's skill is fine for , as the price I pay isn't that high. But if I wanted to give it to soone else, I'd have to lose at least one year of my lifespan. And it depends on the skill level and how much lifespan I'd lose.
This is why I've never given June any additional skills. After all, we humans barely live for 60 years at most. If I start losing my lifespan so easily, I might beco a grandpa in no ti."
Myne shrugged. He had long ago mastered the technique of lying without blinking, and with his Liar skill, even his won—who had their instincts as a backup—couldn't find any fault in his nonsense. Let's not even talk about a straightforward guy... I an, ghost like Mr. Ghost.
Because this explanation seed reasonable—paying such a heavy price to use unbelievably powerful cheat-like skills, like Fenrir—Mr. Ghost didn't doubt Myne and fell into deep thought. Just when Myne was wondering how much longer he'd have to stand in the cold night with his bare chest, Mr. Ghost suddenly raised his index finger and vanished into black smoke.
"That finger gesture ans 'Wait for one minute'... right?" Myne muttered while pulling a chair and thick blanket from his inventory. He sat down at the entrance of the cetery without fear. If it had been before, he would've run away with his tail between his legs, but now, since the boss of the cetery was his own person, he felt completely fearless.
He was even in the mood for so midnight snacks while waiting for Mr. Ghost.
Ten minutes later, just as Myne was dozing off while holding a jar of mixed dry fruits, Mr. Ghost appeared in front of him, scaring the hell out of him.
"F*ck! Can't you stand so distance away from ? Why do you have to appear right in front of ?" Myne cursed angrily, clutching his chest as his heart pounded like a drum. Anyone would be scared to death if soone suddenly appeared in front of them when half asleep and saw soone standing there.
Mr. Ghost, who seed unable to speak, was too lazy to care about Myne's emotions. After all, it's not like Myne could beat him. Casually, Mr. Ghost raised his right hand, holding a small black cup, palm-sized, made of so unknown tal. It was adorned with ten dark crystals arranged in two circular lines.
The cup was in terrible condition, worn out and dusty, with many dents as if soone had tried to destroy it with a tal rod but failed. The dust accumulated on it was thick, as though it had been dug out of the ground monts ago. Overall, no matter how you looked at it, this antique, junk-like cup didn't seem like a treasure worth trading a few skills for Mr.
Ghost's daughter in exchange for soone's lifespan.
Although Myne wanted to tell Mr. Ghost he didn't need this junk, seeing the ghost's ever-cold expression, he could only bite the bullet and take the cup in his hand to examine it thoughtfully. Except for a few unknown words on the bottom, he didn't find anything worth ntioning about it. Helplessly, he activated his appraisal skill, but he didn't have much hope in his heart.
[ Soul Chalice of the Abyss
Grade: ???
Attribute: Dark, Soul, Life
Description: A dark, intricately designed demonic artefact forged from an obsidian-like material that absorbs light, making it appear as though it drinks in the surrounding shadows.
An unknown demon casually made it to fulfil its beloved servant's wish, but unfortunately, the servant turned out to be too useless to extract this wonderful artefact's true power and died miserably due to others' greed.
The cup is adorned with ten dark crystal orbs evenly spaced around its rim. Each orb is designed to house the essence of a soul, allowing the cup to store up to ten souls at a ti. The cup itself radiates an unsettling, otherworldly aura, etched with intricate symbols of forgotten demonic languages.
When a soul is drawn into the cup, it is visibly absorbed into one of the dark crystals, which glows faintly with an ethereal light. The colour subtly shifts based on the power of the soul it contains. Weaker souls emit a dull, murky glow, while stronger, more powerful souls make the crystal blaze with intensity.
Once all ten crystals have been filled with souls, the cup undergoes a sinister transformation. The souls trapped within are slowly consud, rging into a thick, dark liquid. The chalice then produces precisely three drops of this soul-infused elixir. This liquid, though minimal in quantity, holds imnse power.
Upon consuming it, the drinker's lifespan is extended by at least one year, with the potential for greater longevity depending on the strength of the souls absorbed. Along with increased lifespan, the elixir slightly enhances the drinker's physical condition and fortifies their soul, making them more resistant to soul-based magic and ntal attacks.
Effect: Can store souls and create a life-extending, soul-strengthening elixir.
Special Note: 1. The stronger the soul, the better the effect.
2. Low-level souls can only increase a person's lifespan by up to five years unless more powerful souls are found.
3. The souls don't need to be hu; even monsters or other brings souls are also valid. ]
After seeing the description of this junk-like cup, Myne could only give his Big Boss-level father-in-law a thumbs-up in his heart. First, the other party gave him a wonderful life-saving skill like Ethereal Phase, which grants him ghost-like abilities. Find your next read at My Virtual Library Empire
And now, he casually took out a random object that could extend a person's lifespan just by killing so random people on the street, Myne didn't know what to say. If he had known how generous his father-in-law was before, he would have surely married June already and tried every possible ans to dig up all the treasures his generous father-in-law was hiding in his grave.
"Alright, since you've solved my problem, I promise I will make June powerful enough that her enemies will tremble in fear just hearing her na—of course, only if they're normal people. But it may take a lot of ti, you know, finding good skills isn't easy," Myne said with a surge of his shoulders. After waiting a mont and seeing that Mr.
Ghost had nothing else to say, he said goodbye and returned ho.
June was still sleeping peacefully, unaware that the two most important people in her life had already made a deal that would make her life miserable in the future. Myne swiftly climbed into bed, took her in his arms, buried his face in her boobies, and closed his eyes.
...
"So, you're saying that the ghost who cursed you was actually her father, and after removing the curse, he gave you the task of training her to beco a powerful warrior like us? And in exchange, he gave you this broken cup that can increase a person's lifespan?"
Aisha and Sylphy were sitting at the dining table, after hearing Myne's (modified) story about how he rescued June from so evil cultists. Sylphy couldn't help but ask doubtfully while observing the black cup, which looked like a piece of junk.
"Yes, at first, I thought Mr. Ghost was fooling , but this morning, before I ca here, I killed a bastard who was trying to rape a poor girl in our town, and this cup really absorbed his soul. Haven't you noticed one of the crystals on the cup has beco slightly red from pitch black?" Myne while wiping sweat from his forehead, pointed at a certain crystal on the cup, now red.
Having decided to take June as his woman, Myne spent hours talking to her in the morning about how he was going to explain her to his family. Later encouraged mysteriously by June, he finally decided to bring her ho and introduce her to Aisha and Sylphy. Anyway, both of them knew about his special relationship with this childhood friend of his and long expected that he would make her his woman.
So when he ntioned that June would occasionally join them in levelling up and could now be considered an unofficial wife, neither of them reacted as much as he had expected. Instead, they asked where she would sleep.
It was only when Myne told them that she would continue living in her parents' house and had no intention of moving in with them that they smiled, and their attitude toward June beca indifferent to natural.
"But I don't see any fighting spirit in her. Has she even killed a wild chicken with her hands?" Aisha asked with a frown, glancing at June, who was playing with Ted and Waffle like a little girl. No matter how she looked, she couldn't see any warrior-like qualities in her new sister.
After verifying that the cup is indeed genuine, Aisha and Sylphy's impression of June is raised to another level, after all, those who didn't like a powerful backer who can help them in certain tis of ergency and provide wonderful magical artefacts as if they are nothing.
Also as everyone knows no woman wants to look old and die quickly, so a cup that can increase their lifespan, and make them young is must have a thing in their life
"Well, everyone has a first ti. She's a professional chef, so she must've killed a lot of animals for at, right? And even if she hasn't, just throw so monsters in front of her and force her to kill them. I don't believe she won't improve," Myne replied after thinking for a while.
The trio then made plans to improve June's combat skills and decided to visit the Dungeon of Strength in Adol Town to train her properly.
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