Danmaku, my skills refresh weekly.

Chapter 161 Fels, are you surprised? Unexpected?

After dinner, Ciel handed all the slime ingredients he had to Mia's mother. Then, under Seele's eager gaze, he handed her his coat.

A moment later, Charles unexpectedly changed into a brand new Level 1 combat uniform and left the tavern.

This is a lightweight garment with extremely high magical defense, and it also adds a certain amount of speed.

The short cape, designed in a style similar to a hoodie, is paired with pure white, lightweight leather armor and a black, woven fabric lining, creating a clean and crisp look.

He stood at the entrance of the tavern, lost in thought.

"Belle seems to have left her panties at the church... If we held an auction..." Oh no, this idea is too filthy, but if I could trade them for a magic book with Freya... Ugh, what a dilemma.

The goal of returning to Earth has been largely achieved, and the persona of a gourmet with peculiar interests has been fully established.

While passing by the treatment center, Ciel specifically sought out Amid again, only to learn that the blood was ineffective. Ciel secretly gave Amid a small bottle of his orange juice, a gesture of goodwill, and incidentally, he also stole her magic.

Back at the church, after waiting for Chardo to return, they resumed his treatment after a long absence.

"The Dark Faction has already sent the Undying Herb, and the poison has almost healed. I'm thinking about whether to go back to see old man Zeus to upgrade during this time." Chardo sat on the carpet, a simple smile on his scarred face.

Alfia looked slightly surprised: "Congratulations."

Chardo smiled and said, "You will too. As long as you stay by this kid's side, even your illness isn't without hope."

Charles rested his chin on his hand: "Going now might not be enough time. How about I try to upgrade you? I still have some upgrade potions, or we can ask those evil gods for some divine blood."

Chardo pondered, "Can you do it?"

So far, Charles has only managed to upgrade himself; Lily's achievement is self-transcendence, which is outside the scope of his calculations. He's not confident about that.

"Give it a try. If I can do it, my [Divine Runes] will also gain experience points."

Mobilizing vast amounts of experience for upgrades, allocating experience, and creating development capabilities are all extremely complex operations. He needs more knowledge in this area, as well as experimental materials.

“Come on,” Chardo said, exposing his back. “Go for it.”

Alfia was equally interested. In this world, those who mastered sacred script were extremely rare; being able to read it was already remarkable, let alone write it. Yet, Shar had already begun to apply it and had even mastered replication magic, which she greatly admired.

With Alfia's talent and having gone through the learning period of [Yuumi's Deployment], she had gained some understanding of the divine runes that were already unfamiliar to her.

If one could fully master the divine script and obtain the power of the gods, would it be possible to "cheat" and remove or replace the side effects of one's skills?

If divine power were used, the gods could certainly create heroes. It's just that, for the sake of fairness, it's forbidden.

If Ciel were to gain further mastery of mysticism, perhaps he could accomplish such a mad feat.

As Charles dripped the update material, the blessings behind Chardor were revealed. Using this omnipotent unlocking ability, Charles began to operate on Chardor's blessing panel.

As the number symbolizing level 7 rotated, the number 8 slid down, and a tremendous force flowed back into Ciel's body through his fingers.

Chardo's panel has also completely changed, and his status has been updated.

Chardo lv8

Ability value I0

Development Abilities: [Hunter D] [Abnormal Resistance D] [Shatter F] [Iron Body F] [Dominator I] [Death Resistance I]

"magic"

Raya's Immortal Delicacies Wine

"Skill"

Divine Favor

Braving strength and risking one's life

Meat Crumbled into Chunks (Gourmet)

……

"There's only one development capability, and I've chosen it for you."

Charles copied the ability values ​​and gave them to Chardo. The overall difference was not significant, except for the addition of the [Death Resistance] development ability.

As the name suggests, it should be a ability to lock health or sustain survivability. In addition, abnormal resistance has been increased.

Most importantly, the reserves of equipment have been elevated!

Chardo clenched his fist: "The change isn't obvious, but you've definitely become much stronger! It's like you're on a completely different level from before."

Xia Er was also very satisfied. After completing this operation, [Divine Script] should have accumulated a lot of experience points.

Just as Chardo was immersed in the joy of rebirth and full of expectations for the future, a knock on the door interrupted everyone.

Charles opened the door, and the person he had been waiting for had finally arrived.

"Felsang, please come in."

Fels was still marveling at the changes in the church when, before she could react, Charles grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the room. There, she saw two familiar faces sitting on the sofa...

Her calm and mysterious aura crumbled in an instant; her body trembled, but she couldn't break free from Ciel's grasp.

These two are simply too famous. And they've recently made quite a splash. Their instant kill records on the 18th floor and in the Magic Stone Workshop are already on Fels's desk.

“This is the legendary ‘Sage’.” Alfia straightened her back.

"I dare not accept such praise..." Fels felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, all the words he had prepared were rendered useless, and his mind went blank.

No, who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do?

Have I stumbled into enemy territory? Oh no!

“I heard that Miss Fels is still working on the Philosopher’s Stone. I wonder how it’s going?” Charles interjected.

"It's somewhat effective, but it's still more potent than those treasured by the Magic Kingdom..." He trailed off, falling silent.

That's why I confessed honestly.

Oh no, the pressure from these two overlords is too strong; have they already made me lose my mind?

Fels touched the cold sweat on his forehead, even though bones don't sweat.

“Are you surprised, Felssan? The situation isn’t hard to understand. Miss Jester, the unexpected guest, has returned to her hometown. I will now speak with you.” Charles smiled, casually putting away the message of favor from Chardo on the table.

Fels followed Charles's gaze and saw the conspicuous level 8!

“Cough cough cough cough————” A huge cough came from under the black cloak.

Uranus… I, who am immortal, must meet my end today. I'm sorry… Farewell! Orario, I hope you can pull through the future.

"Still in chaos?" After a moment's wait, Charles pushed out his teacup and tried to speak: "Then let's get straight to the point. I'd like to establish a partnership with you."

“No. You… no, what are your orders, Your Excellency?” Fels curled up, clutching his teacup, unsure whether he should drink it or not.

I am a skeleton.

The magician maintained his mystique as always, seemingly nonexistent in front of the group.

At this moment, she was weak, pitiful, and helpless. If she still had a physical body, she would probably shrink into a corner, cover her head, and squat in the room.

Charles said calmly, "Simply put, we hope Lord Fels can develop the 'Philosopher's Stone' to try and cure Alphia's illness."

After a moment of silence, Fels' deep voice rang out:

"I'm sorry... I can't do that."

Chapter 162 Fels, here's something good for you.

“…I’m sorry, I can’t do that.” Fels lowered his head.

“It’s not that I’m unwilling. After Miss Silent’s defeat of Leviathan, Uranus asked me about this issue, but the research has only yielded some results, not a complete solution, and cannot cure Silent’s illness.”

Alfia said nonchalantly, "No need to apologize."

Charles frowned and said, "It's alright, we can try slowly, we can wait. If all else fails, we can turn Alfia into an undead like you."

This was a last resort. Charles only wanted to prolong Silence's life as much as possible. Given enough time, he believed he could find a way to resolve Alfia's physical problems.

If all else fails, after death, copy Fels' resurrection magic and use his exceptionally high luck to make it work!

Alfia's eyes lit up: "Can you do it?"

If she could transform into an immortal, then having lost her flesh and nerves, the side effects of the "Cost of Talent" would no longer affect Alfia, allowing her to perfectly unleash her current strength, and her ability values ​​would be capped, no longer decreasing.

If this mutilated body could be used to fight the Black Dragon a second time, given that Chardor has already leveled up, it's not impossible.

Fels remained silent...

Transforming Alfia into an undead being was certainly within her capabilities. After all, she had already accomplished this experiment once and experienced it firsthand, so she was quite experienced.

but……

“I’d like to know your positions,” Fels said calmly.

Recalling the intelligence she had gathered, she couldn't figure out which faction these people belonged to. They had previously helped the Dark Faction attack the city, yet later had close ties with the Jester. This back-and-forth behavior left the sage confused about the situation.

Chardo took a small sip of his drink and said, "The ultimate goal of everything we do is simply to 'save the world.'"

“That end?” Fels murmured.

Chardo sighed, "The current Orario is so 'disappointing.' Maintaining the status quo offers absolutely no chance of facing the end. Originally, we signed a contract with Erebus, intending to become the stepping stones for a new era, just like our comrades back then."

He smiled and looked at Charles: "But things are different now. As you can see, my poison has been purified. This is all thanks to this brat."

After a brief exchange, Fels broke down the countless pieces of information in his mind. Due to Belle's disappearance, the reasons and excuses previously attributed to Belle were brought together by the timeline.

Fels quickly came to a conclusion.

She remained silent in her black cloak, then slowly turned to look at Ciel: "You... the one who sneaked into my warehouse earlier wasn't Jester, but you, Mr. Supporter. No... it should be you who wanted the grimoire."

"So, you're actually Jester? No, that's not right, who is Jester?" Fels said, then fell silent again. The confusion of her memories made it impossible for her to make sense of reality.

“You are very perceptive, Miss Sage,” Charles smiled.

"How did you do that...? Although the image of Jester in my memory has disappeared, it doesn't reflect your personality at all." Fels was puzzled.

“You can treat me as an ‘abnormal situation’ too. But I'm not as gentle as Jester; I'll be more ruthless.”

"So Marie... and that new heretic, were they all bait you deliberately laid out to lure me into your trap?" Fels quickly analyzed the situation and, based on Charles's actions, deduced his character:

"If I don't agree to your demands, will I be unable to leave here alive?"