"I picked this up to remind myself of that incident—Of the weight of my status." Deon weakly smiled as he held up the oddly-shaped stone.
Silence engulfed the secret basement.
For the first time since they met, Mikael didn't know what to say to the depressed young lad. He thought Deon's life had always been bright and cheery as reflected by his clear Karmic aura. But to think that the prince had such a terrible memory came as a huge surprise to the ghost.
To alleviate the gloomy atmosphere, Mikael tried to shift the conversation topic,
"Uhmm…. So, about the egg…"
Mikael urged the boy to take out the dragon egg from the space ring and a pouting Deon activated the ring and brought out the massive dragon egg.
However, something about its size looked different.
"Hmm? Is it just me or did the egg get smaller?" Mikael commented as he circled the visibly shrunken egg.
"Oh no! was it because we left it inside the ring for three whole days?" Deon panicked. He looked all over the black egg, searching for any cracks.
But the national treasure-grade space ring was called a national treasure for a reason. Because of its impeccable preservation item effect, it was impossible for the egg to be damaged while inside it.
'However, inside the egg is a living creature… no one knows what will happen if something alive was left in the artifact for too long.'
Deon almost cursed his stupidity when Mikael shared with him an inspection panel.
<Item: Styrmir Dragon Egg
Description:
A dragon egg that must be incubated for three years before hatching. However, if the incubation temperature of 100 degrees Celsius was not maintained, the duration may be extended.
This draconian species' eggs decrease to the size of ostrich eggs throughout the hatching process, as the dragon embryo absorbs the concentrated mana soup that makes up 95% of the initial egg space.
"In short, the egg white is just a concentrated mana soup that the baby consumes so there's no need to worry, kid," Mikael assured Deon who sighed in relief.
'Still… five months, huh? Can we really keep this a secret for five months?' Mikael pondered when he heard the egg speak to his mind,
'Mama… it's cold… so cold, mama…'
"Who the heck is your mama? I'm not your mama. I'm your papa. Understood?" Mikael spat.
'Huuuuuuu….'
The dragon egg slightly trembled, either due to Mikael's harsh scolding or the cold and damp underground air.
Deciding on the latter, Mikael asked Deon to give him some space.
When the young prince had stepped out of his skill range, Mikael activated his new skill.
Suddenly, the air around Mikael hissed and steam rose from the ground as the temperature spiked to a hundred degrees Celsius. An invisible thermal barrier was instantly erected with a 5-meter radius, enveloping the dragon egg in a heat haze that distorted its appearance.
Deon's eyes widened when a wooden stool that was left within the thermal barrier suddenly flared and disintegrated into charcoal. From outside, the egg looked to be in an inferno and the young prince intuitively knew that any normal person entering that zone would instantly dry up like mummies, snuffed out of their breaths by the intense heat.
The young prince inadvertently gulped. He was glad that Mikael's goal was to collect good karma because if he set unto the path of evil, Deon knew the ghost would be unstoppable.
'Just how much destruction would Sir Mikael cause if he decided to become a demon?'
'Wait… what if…'
A horrible thought crossed the third prince's mind as he reflected on his father's remarks one dinner night approximately a year ago. His father had warned Deon to take his studies seriously. As if preparing him for war, the king pushed Deon to enroll in the Royal Academy's spearmanship department despite his unwillingness.
Deon might not know much about the happenings outside of their kingdom but even he had heard of the cruel emperor's rise to power. The sickly successor of the Rowan empire had amassed a tremendous force in barely a year after his ascension to the throne and now, there were speculations about a war of conquest—As if he was eager to demolish the kingdoms that foretold the empire's fall under his reign.
'Ever since the emperor sat on the throne, the Yaslend continent had been in a state of constant turmoil but what if… what if he had someone like Sir Mikael by his side?'
Fear gripped the young boy's heart and his gaze unconsciously landed on the charcoaled stool. He knew from experience just how much a ghost contract partner could turn a nobody to someone special.
'If a three-month-old spirit was capable of this much, what more of a year-old spirit?'
The boy fervently prayed to goddess Kariyah that he was wrong.
A vile spirit behind a tyrant emperor would dye the Yaslend continent in blood.
"Oi kid, are you listening to me?"
Mikael's voice jolted Deon out of his thoughts, "P-pardon, sir?"
"Haah… I said go back upstairs and sleep. I will stay here to incubate the egg." Mikael sighed as he read the changes in the inspection panel.
Mikael had only activated the skill for a little more than a minute, yet half an hour was deducted from the hatching time. Which meant he could hasten the process if he religiously poured all his MP into the thermokinesis skill-- But Mikael cannot do that.
Thermokinesis consumes too much MP that he could only use it for 23 minutes before he runs out of mana—which should NEVER happen as he needed to set aside enough to be battle-ready at a moment's notice in order to protect his partner.
'Aaah… I'm dead but I'm still overworked…' Mikael silently lamented his future when he noticed Deon's unease.
"Hey kid, you look pale. do you have anemia?"
"H-huh? anemia?"
"Nothing... Anyway, go to sleep. You look terrible. At this rate, you won't grow and you'll become ugly. Don't forget that we share bodies. I don't want to be ugly with you."
Despite his insulting words, Deon filtered out Mikael's true meaning.
'He's just worried about me.' The boy thought, 'I want to ask if it's possible that he's not the only spirit with the Ascension system but now is not the time for that.'
Deon pushed the foreboding out of his mind, but he decided that whatever the case may be, he and his ghost partner needed to grow stronger—and fast.