I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 166 is related to being cheap.
Ms. Olivia, you don't need to beat around the bush and say you're intelligent.
Ron's lips twitched slightly, then he frowned and asked in return:

"President, do you mean that to become a demigod, one must possess a certain special skill?"

"Well, that's not wrong, but we have a specific term for it here, 'divine qualities'."

“Different ‘divine qualities’ have different powers. Take that vile woman for example; her divine quality is absolute zero.”

"If necessary, even time can be frozen."

Amazing!
Ron was impressed, but then he felt something was off.

A woman below and time stop, what kind of weird combination is this?

A terrible thought flashed through his mind, and the blond boy's face paled slightly, fearing that he had unknowingly been subjected to the ultimate humiliation by the witch.

He coughed lightly and changed the subject:
"I remember Ms. Elena, she seems to be succeeding President Isabella."

His voice trailed off, and Ron suddenly realized that bringing this up with the chairman was somewhat like hitting a nerve.
So he immediately stopped the conversation and awkwardly scratched the back of his head.

Olivia didn't react at all, not even a change in her tone.
"Yes, this is the second path to divinity: inheriting a legacy."

"Elena is very similar to her teacher, which is why she was able to inherit his style, but her skill level is a bit lacking."

As she said this, she glanced at the boy with her pretty fox-like eyes.

"You don't think I'll be sad or upset, like a little girl who needs you to comfort me, do you?"

"After all these years, I have long since accepted the facts, and I have even scattered my teacher's ashes on the banks of the Cahill River."

The black-haired woman looked relieved.

The banks of the Cahill River must be a key water source protected by the kingdom!

Are you setting up your nest over there?

Ron was speechless for a moment, torn between whether or not to report the matter to the relevant authorities in the kingdom and claim a reward that was neither too much nor too little.

Sometimes, he had to admit that Olivia's darkness had indeed influenced him to the point that he had such despicable thoughts.

The boy collected his thoughts, then suddenly looked up, his heart itching with curiosity, and asked:

"What about you, President? What divine qualities do you possess?"

It can even make you reject the "wisdom" that splits off from the Enlightened God.

Although Ron still found the whole thing absurd, he wasn't stopped from making bold assumptions until he found out the truth.

After all, the "God of Wisdom" did indeed retain some divine radiance, a fact that not only he could sense but Olivia herself did not deny.

Upon hearing Ron's question, the dark-haired woman's face suddenly turned cold.

"Don't ask questions you shouldn't know. Why are you asking so many questions, you little kid?"

A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea; she can turn on you in an instant.

Even Ron, who had been in contact with many women, was unable to grasp this pattern.

After considering the Guild Master's nickname in the underworld, "Dragon Bone Lord," and his signature skill of remaining lively even after having his heart pierced, and even being full of energy after a series of battles,
Ron suddenly fell silent.

Yes, this trait ensures survival and fixes the mage's squishy and mana-starved nature.

He wouldn't trade his wisdom for Ron.

"Ultimate Durability King?"

Inside the quiet carriage, a boy's soft question suddenly rang out.

As expected, an enraged fist slammed into Ron's head with a loud thud.

For a moment, the blond boy could only clutch his aching head, unable to gather his chaotic thoughts.

After a while, he finally recovered.

He looked at Olivia with deep blue eyes, asking with a mixture of curiosity and anticipation.

"Guild Master, based on your experience, what kind of characteristics would I gain if I became a demigod?"

Upon hearing this, the black-haired woman glanced at her loyal subordinate with her beautiful fox-like eyes and corrected him:

"Only by acquiring special traits can one become a demigod."

"As for what you can gain... hah." The guild leader sneered, "It's most likely related to being shameless."

Is it related to swords?

Ron fell into deep thought.

-

With a creaking sound from the iron gate, Ron followed Olivia to the bottom of the sealed cursed artifact once again.

"This is the luxury suite you were talking about?"

Looking at the rows of tightly closed iron gates and the eerie environment under the cold lights, the chestnut-haired woman looked at Ron with suspicion.

Throughout the journey, this guy praised the wonders of the luxury suite quite a bit.

They also said that the guys living here are all talented and have a pleasant way of speaking.
The "God of Wisdom" swept its gaze across the dozen or so iron houses and found that most of them were filled with items, with only two rooms showing signs of intelligence.

He stepped forward and looked along the iron railings engraved with runes, where he saw a magnificent pointed mage's hat.

"Hello."

Ms. Chestnut Hair was the first to greet everyone.

"Oh, idiot."

However, His goodwill was met with the Mad Hatter's merciless mockery.

"Stupid hat, I agree with you. This guy was tricked into coming in like that, hahaha."

"I'm almost doubled over with laughter."

Immediately afterwards, Dr. Trickster also let out a merciless laugh.

These two mortal enemies, who have been arguing for countless epochs, seem to have finally reached an agreement today.

Upon seeing this, the "God of Wisdom" suppressed the intellectual and gentle smile on his face.

“Two remnants of the old era dare to bark at me like dogs in this place.”

He arrogantly raised his head, as if he had seen through something, and looked at Olivia, saying:
"It seems your Stardust Society has lost sight of the proper way to use these two."

What is the correct way to use it?
Aren't these two guys overdrawing their lifespans by asking and answering questions, filtering out the correct answer based on their conflicting characteristics?
A look of doubt flashed across Olivia's amber eyes.

Before she could ask a question, she heard the laughter of "Mr. Mad Hatter" and "Dr. Trickster" abruptly stop, followed by a series of strange screams.

"You blue guy, shut your dog mouth!"

"Shut up! How dare you talk to me like that? Are you tired of living?!"

The Stardust Society has a history of over 1,300 years, starting with the generation of Fiona, the "Crown of Stardust".

Over such a long period of time, some materials and traditions will inevitably be lost due to certain unavoidable factors.

"How are they used?"

Olivia asked instinctively, but she didn't hold out much hope.

Although the "God of Wisdom" did not show any malice, such a transcendent being could not possibly be a fool.

If you want to find the answer, you probably have to inherit "wisdom" yourself.

"I advise you not to be nosy!"

"Ha, junior, the Enlightened God wasn't even born when we existed!"

"Shut up, or we'll make you suffer terribly!"

bang bang bang-

The heavy iron gate, engraved with runes, resounded with violent banging and shouts.

Faced with this threat, the "God of Wisdom" completely disregarded it and calmly stated:

"When you use it, you just need to stick the wand into the hat and stick it back and forth a dozen times, and they will naturally say anything."

(End of this chapter)