"I’LL DO IT! I, XILIA PHANTOM-ROSE, AGREE TO YOUR DEAL!" Jumping off the bed and rushing forward to the table, I had made my perch; Xilia yelled at the top of her lungs like her life depended on it.
"The fuck is a Phantom-Rose; I don’t remember ever giving you that title or Surname….although it is good to see you finally accepting your new name, position, and identity." Raising an eyebrow at the surname she had seemingly come up with on the spot, I pushed the contract and vial forward to the center of the table before motioning for Xilia to sit opposite of me in the other chair.
Although she didn’t realize what she had just done, I understood that on a psychological level, Xilia had finally shed her past as Henrietta Harriot Harrington and accepted her new life as not only my underling and slave but as the new Xilia.
"That’s…it’s the name I came up with. Don’t worry, it has nothing to do with any of my past aliases or identities, but I figured that if I was going to come to terms with you giving me a new name…a new life, then I needed a last name too…why is it weird?" Suddenly appearing more worried about my judging her naming sense than the fact that she was about to sign a sex and reproduction contract with me, Xilia stated with half confidence.
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"I don’t find it weird, but then again, all the names I come up with aren’t exactly the most conventional either; whatever, if you wish to call yourself Xilia Phantom-Rose, so be it." When I said this, Xilia seemed to take my words to heart, and after a quick nod, she reached out, grabbing not the vial of Elixir but the contract first, and began reading through it.
Even though she knew I wouldn’t try anything funny or slide in some even more unfavorable terms, it was a force of habit to read through all the fine print, and when she finished and saw that I had written what I had told her verbatim, only then did she retrieve her blood pen and sign the contract with a heavy heart.
"I…never thought I would be a mother, nor did I ever want to be one, but it looks like this new life of mine is proving my old thoughts obsolete," Xilia said with a slight quiver in her voice, as she shielded her eyes from the bright flash of red light from her signing of the contract.
"If it’s any consolation, I never planned nor wanted to be a father either, so I share that sentiment; however, if I want to build a future where I am free to do as I wish, even I… must make some necessary sacrifices." Retrieving the contract from Xilia, I stored it away in my inventory before tapping my finger in the direction of the Elixir.
"That is yours, but that won’t be the only thing you will receive from me today." With that said, I reached into my inventory and withdrew one of the XP boosters before quickly purchasing two Low-Alpha Instance Tokens along with a single High-Alpha Instance Token and placed them on the table.
The next thing I pulled out was something that, although could be useful to me in the short term, would be useless the moment I got my workshop up and running in the training room, and that was the Equipment Exchange tickets, of which, I placed all three of them on the table.
For a moment, Xilia froze, unsure of what to say or do; as I had suddenly pulled out more wealth as if it were nothing more than she had seen during this timeline.
It was no secret how expensive these items were if I put them up for sale, and the fact that I was easily handing them over caused the girl to give me the stink eye, as there was no way I was being generous for no conceivable reason.
"What…is this? I have nothing more to give you…you have everything already." She asked without looking away from the items on the table.
"Sigh, force a girl into getting pregnant until she gives birth to a son, and she becomes skeptical of everything you do for her; who knew." Rolling my eyes, I didn’t leave it at that as I also took out 1000 High-Alpha Ark Coins and stacked them neatly on the table.
"The exchange tickets and Instance tokens are my investment in you; don’t squander them and make good use of them; that is also why I gave you one of my Boosters." Picking up the small device, which reminded me of a piece of Anime tech Destined Children used to evolve their digital monsters, I ran my finger along the smooth edges before introducing it to her.
"This little guy is something you will probably never come across again, and if I am being honest, I really shouldn’t give it to you, but I need you to power-level yourself and earn me those sweet rewards from the Event Quest." Holding out my hand toward her, I indicated that I wanted her to take it.
"It’s…an XP booster, that much I know, but I’ve never seen one with so many runic inscriptions or in that color variant," Xilia said while retrieving the small device from my palm and turning it over while examining it.
"I don’t suppose you ever will again either; that’s a 12-hour, 1000% Xp Booster. I received a couple from finishing the Event Subquest…"
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"A WHAT!" Dropping the Booster as if it were made of lava, Xilia shrieked in surprise and shot me a look that screamed her suspicion.
"You heard me, plus all you have to do is put it into your inventory to get a description of it, but yeah, I got a few for not only reaching 400 years in the Subquest but also being the first to do so."
"Anyway, the three equipment tickets are for High-Alpha Gear, so get yourself a weapon and some armor, and don’t use that Booster until you go into the High-Alpha instance, that way you will be able to capitalize it to the full extent and power level yourself."
"Since you are at 3C, you naturally require more XP than lower Racial Classifications, but you will still have a decent XP multiplier, so the next time I speak with you, aka in May, you should already be at the peak of Alpha-Rank."