Mike exhaled slowly, shaking his head in disbelief. "That's… insane. Do you have any idea how broken that is?"

"Even the 30% version is like a legendary artifact for high-rankers," Mike added, and Lily nodded in agreement.

"That's why I'm not planning to expose it openly," she said.

Then she took out several small, shimmering blue drops—each one glowing softly, just like the mark she had engraved on Mike's hand earlier.

"I can create these," she said. "These are the 30% versions. Anyone can use them, and they won't know they came from me. The record will just say they're from the Fountain of Mana."

Mike picked one up, studying it carefully. The drop floated slightly above his palm, perfectly shaped like a crystal tear.

He activated Appraisal.

[ Drop from the Limitless Fountain of Mana ]

[ Effect: Permanently increases mana by 30% ]

"…This is great," Mike muttered. "You could make a fortune with these."

"That's the plan," Lily replied calmly. "And no one will trace it back to me."

Mike nodded slowly. "You're thinking long-term. Smart."

He looked at the drops again. "You plan to sell them, right?"

She nodded. "Yes."

"Then let's do it properly," Mike said. "We'll sell a few for now—maybe three. That way their value will be much greater."

He thought for a moment. "Also, selling them here wouldn't be ideal. The highest-ranked people in this city are only Rank 2. We'll get a much better price in a higher-tier city—Rank 3 or even Rank 4."

Lily smiled, clearly impressed. "You're already thinking ahead."

Mike chuckled. "If we're doing this, we're doing it right."

"Can you do the same with the 60% and 100% versions too?" he asked. "If the 30% one gives twenty uses, then I guess the 60% would be ten, and the 100% only five?"

Lily nodded. "Yeah, that's right."

She continued, "I can create the 30% blessing twenty times. The 60% version only ten times. And the 100% one… only five times total."

She paused, then added seriously, "But I can only distribute the 30% and 60% ones like this. The 100% blessing—I have to personally carve it onto someone myself."

Mike nodded slowly, understanding the weight of her words. "So those are truly limited."

Lily nodded in agreement.

"Alright then," Mike said after a moment. "I'll put the 30% ones up at the Glorious Merchant House. I've already brought in enough valuable items that they won't question it even if I add something like this."

He paused, then added, "I'll just take three for now."

Lily shook her head lightly. "Just take them. It's not like I have anything else to use them on."

Mike nodded and carefully stored the three drops in his inventory.

"Since we're already here," he continued, "let's head to the Greenwood Plains dungeon. I want to get myself a Death Knight too."

Lily raised an eyebrow, then smiled. "And upgrade mine while we're at it?"

"Exactly," Mike replied with a nod.

They left the restaurant going towards the Greenwood plains dungeon.

As soon as they entered the Greenwood Plains dungeon, the atmosphere shifted.

The air became colder, the sky dimmed slightly, and the grass beneath their feet shimmered with faint traces of mana. Monsters could be seen roaming in the distance—but instead of rushing forward, Lily calmly walked to an open grassy area and spread out a large cloth on the ground like a picnic mat.

Mike blinked. "Uh… what are you doing?"

Lily sat down casually. "Setting up. You said you wanted Death Knights, right?"

Before Mike could reply, dark magic began to surge around her.

One by one, undead began to rise from the ground.

Skeletal warriors in rusted armor clawed their way out of the soil. Armored Death Knights followed, eyes burning with cold blue flames. Behind them emerged skeletal mages wrapped in torn robes, their staffs crackling with dark mana.

Within minutes, an entire undead army had formed around them.

Mike stared, stunned.

There were easily over three hundred undead—Death Knights, Skeletal Knights, Skeleton Archmages, and elite variants mixed among them.

"…You weren't kidding," Mike muttered.

Lily smiled calmly. "I told you. I can raise them easily here."

Mike rubbed his chin and looked around. "So you're using them to hunt everything in the area?"

She nodded. "Exactly. I let them sweep the entire zone. Anything that moves gets marked, surrounded, and killed."

As if on cue, distant roars echoed through the plains. From afar, Mike could see flashes of dark magic as monsters were overwhelmed one after another.

"And you're just… sitting here?" Mike asked.

Lily smiled and poured herself a drink from a small flask. "Why not? My undead do all the work."

Mike nodded and sat beside her as she poured a drink for him too.

"You're getting lazy," he said with a chuckle.

Lily shrugged and leaned back, lying down on the grass. "Well, I can afford to now," she replied lazily. "Just relax."

Mike hesitated for a moment, then lay down beside her, staring up at the sky. The distant sounds of explosions and roars echoed through the plains as her undead army continued its work.

"I might fall asleep if not for all that noise going on," he said with a small yawn.

"Then sleep," she replied calmly, snapping her fingers.

A faint barrier of sound-dampening magic formed around them, muting the distant chaos.

Mike blinked in surprise. "Cool…" he muttered, already feeling drowsy.

Moments later, his breathing slowed as he drifted into sleep.

Lily turned her head to look at him. The playful smile she usually wore faded into something softer—and darker.

She reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair from his face, her fingers lingering against his cheek. He shifted slightly in his sleep but didn't wake.

Her smile deepened.

"You're mine, Mikey," she whispered quietly, her voice soft and possessive.

She stayed there, watching him sleep peacefully, her expression unreadable as the distant sounds of battle continued beyond the quiet bubble she had created.

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