"Lady Arianne, you really shouldn't learn from Master when it comes to matters like this."
"Hmm?"
"Although the ten-thousand-year-old ginseng is indeed a divine treasure, Master will soon have more in his possession. Giving away one won't affect him too much."
Michael's mouth twitched.
You're not wrong, but still!
A few weeks earlier, Michael had increased the number of inanimate objects he could link his soul to from eight to fifteen. During his previous seclusion, he had already raised the original limit of five to eight.
With more available connections, he had recently turned his attention to experimenting with ginseng.
The ten-thousand-year-old ginseng had been brought back by the third undead to attempt advancement to Rank 5 from a ruin type dungeon it had cleared with other Awakeners.
Among its miraculous properties, the ginseng possessed a powerful revitalizing effect.
This had given Michael an idea.
