Chapter 82 (2/2)

“Wait!” Miki stopped dead in her tracks. “I have the spiritualist job?”

“Ah… that’s right?”

“Really?”

“Yeah?”

“Can you equip it immediately?”

“Really? I was worried that if you go from level 9 to level 1, it might hurt your constitution. It’s still only been a day since you were resurrected.”

“T-that’s true…” Miki responded, her expression growing pouty, “But spiritualists can absorb spiritual energy around them and use to strengthen their energy. I was told the only way I could ever survive having 9 tails was to become a spiritualist, but as hard as I tried, my dream never came true!”

”So, you didn't have it before when you were in the slave caravan?”

Miki shook her head, her forehead creased. ”No, not at all!”

”Perhaps when you died and became a spirit, it unlocked for you.” I pondered, and then shrugged. “Very well, I suppose it can’t hurt to try it for a short time. If you feel weak at all, I’ll immediately return it back.”

{Miki’s job has been changed to Spiritualist.}

Miki’s back seemed to straighten, and her complexion seemed to recover by several shades. Suddenly a glowing came from behind her, and when I looked, I gasped. Ever so faintly were eight additional tails, all glowing different colors, just like I saw when she was in her spirit form.

“Oh… they’re growing brighter!” Lydia said excitedly.

She could always see them, but under the spiritualist job, they transcended her sensitivity and reach my own. I could also see the spiritual tails now. Although they were faint, Lydia had been right, they were beautiful.

“I feel it, Master. If I can use Spiritualist every day, I won’t remain sick and weak forever. There may be a day where I can be healthy again!”