I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 142 So this is the correct way to summon Heroic Spirits!

How am I supposed to use this?!
Even if we put them up for sale, I doubt anyone would buy them. Are we going to sell them at the price of raw materials?
However, adamantite is a magical metal, and once successfully forged, it often becomes a single, self-contained entity, just like the "Sword of Victory and Oath." If converted into raw material prices, it would probably drop significantly.

You can't have your cake and eat it too; the ancients were right.

In the cold, quiet room, the boy's lonely figure exuded a sense of desolation.

He remained silent for a moment, but decided to keep the "spiked club" for later use.

First, Ron must clarify that he does not have any perverted fetishes.

Secondly, he planned to find Mr. Sid when he had time and ask him if there was any way to change the shape.

At that point, whether we sell it or keep it, it won't be a problem.

Find a piece of black cloth in the room, wrap the spiked club tightly, and then tuck it into your lower back.

Sigh~ The president can be fierce at times, but she gives away such an expensive gift without hesitation.
Ron felt a pang of shame.

Gollum-

Suddenly, sounds of hunger came from inside the room.

It's time to eat.

Although I was exhausted both physically and mentally after not sleeping all night,
But Ron decided to fill his stomach first before returning to rest.

After getting paid, you should treat yourself to something nice.
Okay, that's settled then. Let's go to Victor's tavern and have a big serving of authentic Glenhill stew!
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Ron had lived in Dawn Lane for several years and found his way to the tavern, which was only a hundred meters from his apartment.

At this time, it was daytime, not the peak business hours, and the tavern was deserted with no customers.

However, the messy tables and chairs, along with the cups and cutlery left unattended on the tables, silently testified to the error of Ron's idea.

Victor's tavern is more like a small fast-food restaurant than a tavern.

Because of its high quality, low price, and generous portions, it was very popular among the coolies and laborers living in Chenxi Lane.

Business was always good during mealtimes, but now...
I just saw Boss Victor walking in a hurry, and he didn't even greet me. What happened?
With a quick glance from his deep blue eyes, Ron swiftly went to the bar and waved to the proprietress who was standing there in a daze.

"Mrs. Mattia, a serving of Glenhill stew, and two large pieces of hard white bread!"

Now we're the bosses!
"Oh, it's little Ron. You haven't been here in a long time. Have you hooked up with some noble lady?"

Upon seeing that it was a kind-hearted boy, Mattia immediately snapped out of his reverie and jokingly teased him.

Mrs. Mattia was a beautiful woman of classic beauty, and it was said that her ancestors were nobles.

Despite working tirelessly day and night alongside Victor to run the tavern, he still possessed an undeniable air of elegance.

Why do you all think I'm just a kept man? Prejudice really is everywhere!
“Mrs. Mattia, I am an upright man, how could I do such a thing?”

The blond boy raised his arm dramatically, then glanced around with his blue eyes.

"What happened here? Where's Wilson?"

Wilson is Mrs. Mattia's son and is currently studying at a magic academy. He sometimes helps out at the tavern.

However, this young man, who was two years older than Ron, had an air of arrogance and looked down on the laborers and workers dining at the tavern.

Sometimes, conflicts even arise with customers.

Upon hearing this, the classical beauty paused, her smile involuntarily fading, and her eyes lowered.

“Wilson, he was recently tested by the academy and found to have the qualifications to become a mage.”

Ron was taken aback, then nodded.

"That's a good thing."

Becoming a mage is too difficult for most people, since not everyone has the stats like Ron.

For ordinary people, talent is not something that can be tested, but something that can be learned.

You pay tuition to enroll and learn the theory of magic. Whether you can become a mage and break through the limits in the end depends entirely on yourself.

From a probabilistic standpoint, this is indeed a great thing.

"But this morning, people from the court said he was a member of the Pain Cult and was colluding with a cult, and they arrested him."

At this point, the classical beauty's voice choked with emotion, and she could no longer maintain her composure.

“Victor took his savings to the court to see if he could be released on bail, and Wilson’s college also said it would communicate with the Vatican.”

"He's only just come of age, how could he possibly be involved with a cult?"

To be honest, Ron's feelings were somewhat complicated. If there was one person in the entire capital who should be the one targeted by the Inquisition, it would undoubtedly be him.

Because Ron not only colluded with the leader of the Order of Pain, but was also a chosen one of God's mercy.

It is truly the most evil of evils.

"Mrs. Mattia, everything will be alright!"

The blond boy offered a soft word of comfort.

This wasn't him talking nonsense; most of the members of the Vatican that Ron had come into contact with were quite decent.

For example, there was Priest Bain, whom I had dealt with for a long time, and Archbishop Coster, who was a bit of a nutcase.

Ron knew Wilson's character to some extent; a young man with such high self-esteem wouldn't collude with a cult.

Hearing the boy's words of comfort, Mrs. Mattia felt somewhat at ease.

After all, the neighbors were saying that this kind-hearted boy had made something of himself.

Working in the kingdom's secret service, his words undoubtedly carried weight.

During the conversation, Mrs. Mattia brought over a large plate of tender, fragrant stewed meat from the kitchen.

The stewed meat has a deep red color and a glossy sheen, making one's mouth water just by looking at it.

In addition to the stewed meat, it also came with two plates of pickled vegetables to cut through the richness and two large pieces of freshly baked white bread.

"Little Ron, eat up, this meal is on me."

"I can't accept that, I already have money!"

Ron stood up and loudly refused.

"It seems little Ron has grown up. I wonder which girl will be lucky enough to marry him in the future."

The classical beauty covered her mouth and chuckled softly, then pointed to the untidy dining table and chairs.

"A man is needed at times like this. You're not planning to make me clean all this up, are you?"

Hearing this, Ron sat down again.

Helping others is a good thing, and he doesn't mind helping his neighbors in his spare time, not to mention the added bonus of being skilled and getting free, fragrant stewed meat.

“No problem, Mrs. Mattia, leave it to me.” The young man patted his chest confidently, and then a brilliant idea suddenly came to his mind.

He stood there, stunned, when he suddenly remembered the magic he had just acquired.

If you use a summoned Heroic Spirit to do good deeds, will you gain proficiency?

Essentially, this is no different from using magic to help others, and it can be considered something he did himself.

"Come out, Baron Mark!"

The young man clenched his fist and, to Mrs. Mattia's astonishment, summoned the old baron from the void, issuing a command at the same time.

"Clean the tavern thoroughly."

The baron looked solemn, as if he had experienced the exhilarating joy of helping others. He moved swiftly, unlike a man in his seventies, and in just over ten minutes, he had cleaned everything spotless.

[Your act of kindness by helping the landlady clean the tavern demonstrates the nobility and virtue of the Holy Light. Your Holy Light - Summoning Heroic Spirits Proficiency +10]

【Holy Light - Heroic Spirit Summoning (Beginner 15/100)】

It actually works!

This is just Baron Mark. If a whole bunch of heroic spirits did good deeds, wouldn't their proficiency increase by leaps and bounds?

Moreover, the proficiency gained from doing good deeds is not like that gained from killing enemies, which can be added to other skills.

However, I hadn't paid much attention to it before because my strength was limited and I wasn't very skilled at doing good deeds.

But things are different now!
The boy was thrilled and ate two big mouthfuls of the savory, sweet, and tender stewed meat.

crunch--

Just then, the tavern door was pushed open, and a group of Inquisition members dressed in armor with intricate patterns entered.

The leader glanced at Ron in the tavern and sneered:

"This is the stronghold of the Order of Anguish, and it has been sealed off by the Vatican."

"Take everyone inside and bring them back for trial!"

(End of this chapter)