I Became a Dark Fantasy Villain

Phoebe closed the lid and stepped forward again, presenting the cigarette case with both hands.

Ian stopped in front of her and accepted it.

“And this one is from me,” said Thesaya.

When Ian turned, she smiled faintly and added, “Phoebe? Give him that too.”

“Yes.” Though her eye twitched slightly, Phoebe complied, pulling out a small glass vial sealed with leaves.

Inside, a milky, faintly glowing liquid shimmered.

Ian’s smile deepened. “You really brought only what I needed most.”

It was clearly the Essence of the Tree of Life.

Phoebe offered it forward again with quiet respect, and Thesaya added, “It was originally meant for me. But I’ll be heading South again, so you take it.”