"Uhhh, my head hurts..." I groaned as I slowly regained consciousness.
The cold night air pressed against my skin as I blinked, my vision still hazy from the remnants of the mana world.
The eerie silence of the graveyard surrounded me, and for a brief moment, I felt like I was still trapped in that strange, dreamlike realm.
I forced myself to sit up, my head throbbing as if I had been struck. My body felt heavy, as though something was weighing me down.
Instinctively, I looked at my watch only five minutes had passed since I blacked out. Just five minutes… but it felt like an eternity.
As I lifted my hand, I noticed the necklace resting in my palm.
It shimmered softly, its glow faint but mesmerizing, as if pulsing with life.
The mana rune carved into its surface flickered like a dying ember, proof that the spell remained intact.
I tightened my grip around it, feeling the residual warmth from the memories it contained.
As I stared at the shimmering necklace in my hand, a sudden surge of mana coursed through my body, sending a shiver down my spine.
My vision blurred for a moment before a translucent blue screen appeared before me, glowing softly in the darkness.
[The Necklace of Promise (Emperor Rank)A sacred relic that embodies the unbreakable vow between Levis Di Ron and Igrus, a testament to love that defied fate itself. Imbued with the lingering essence of their devotion and the sacrifice made in its name, this artifact carries the echoes of a soul's final wish. Infused with divine energy, it has been recognized by the Goddess as a story worth preserving—an eternal symbol of love, loss, and undying resolve.]
I groaned, rubbing my temples as I stared at the glowing text before me.
"Why is this description so fricking vague?? What am I even supposed to do with this??"
An Emperor Rank item should be a game changer, something with clear abilities or a defined purpose.
But this? This was just poetic nonsense wrapped in divine energy. I sighed, rolling my eyes in frustration.
"At least it's an Emperor item… even if I have no clue what it does. I'll figure it out eventually."
Shaking my head, I crouched down and continued searching through the skeleton's remains, my fingers carefully rifling through the tattered robes.
A moment later, I felt something hard nestled deep in the fabric a small, rusted key.
"Bingo."
I held it up to the moonlight, turning it over in my fingers. The metal was still intact, though it was cold to the touch, as if it had been preserved through magic.
This had to be the key to the Ron family vault the very thing Levis had taken to the grave as his final act of defiance.
I exhaled slowly, pocketing the key before glancing around. The abandoned church was still empty, the graveyard eerily silent save for the occasional rustling of the wind.
"I should get out of this hole before someone sees me robbing a grave and calls the police."
With a grunt, I pulled myself up, climbing out of the dug-up dirt and dusting myself off.
As I did, my gaze fell to the delicate, aged letter still clutched in my hand.
My stomach twisted.
This letter… was meant for Levis. A final message from his family—one he would never get to read.
I swallowed hard, fingers tightening around the fragile paper.
"I just… I just can't tell him."
Even if it was just a lingering consciousness within the necklace, even if Levis had long since become nothing more than a story in history… I couldn't bring myself to deliver the truth.
"He sacrificed everything for them, and in the end… they still died. His family, his legacy gone."
I bit my lip, shoving the letter deep into my coat.
"I guess I'll just keep it for now."
Another heavy sigh escaped me.
I was getting way too emotionally invested in a man who had died centuries ago.
I let out a deep breath and wiped the dirt off my hands as I finished covering up the grave.
I made sure everything looked exactly as it had when I arrived—no signs of disturbance, no evidence of my grave robbing… or, well, treasure hunting.
With that done, I turned my attention back to the key in my palm. It was old yet strangely pristine, its surface engraved with intricate arcane symbols.
As I focused on it, a status window popped up:
[Vault of Ron (Rare)Leads to the Vault of Ron, where ten generations of wealth reside.]
My heart pounded.
"This… this is it. This is what I came for."
Without wasting time, I imparted mana into the key, watching as its runes began to glow faintly.
Almost instantly, an image formed in my mind—an extravagant chamber filled with mountains of gold, rare artifacts, and relics of immense value.
I exhaled sharply.
"So the vault is real after all…"
Acting on instinct, I reached out toward the vision of gold in my mind and extended my hand half expecting nothing to happen.
And then…a small portal flickered to life behind me.
I barely had time to react before a handful of gold coins dropped right into my palm.
I blinked.
"Man… I did not think that would work."
I had just done something completely random and it worked somehow.
The sheer absurdity of it made me chuckle under my breath.
But there was no time to stand around marveling at my own luck.
Now that I had secured my fortune, it was time for the next step.
I quickly made my way to the Merchant District, trading in one kilogram of gold for 10,000 Reil a hefty sum, but considering the sheer amount of wealth in the vault, it was nothing more than a drop in the ocean.
With my newfound riches, I purchased a mana contract, a special kind of magical contract that required both mana and a fragment of the soul to bind the signee to its terms.
I took my time drafting out the terms—clear, absolute, and airtight.
Now, all that was left… was to make Cedric sign it.
A smirk tugged at my lips.
"He won't be able to refuse."
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