Danmaku, my skills refresh weekly.

The efforts and sacrifices of our predecessors, the blood, tears, and heads they shed, all seem like a joke.

If they might reluctantly agree with Finn's actions due to their own sense of justice and other reasons, they would never allow anyone to embezzle the achievements of their predecessors.

They are noble sacrificers, heroes!

Those who survived are both witnesses and inheritors.

They do not want to be met with clownish comments when they try to carry out the will of their predecessors.

"We absolutely must get an explanation from Finn!"

"The people must know who the real heroes are who ended this dark period!"

This same will spread among the surviving factions, and this flame will gradually illuminate the entire Orario.

Inside the church,

Charles leaned against the windowsill, gazing at the distant Tower of Babel:

"Wherever the leaves are flying, the fire will continue to grow. The fire will continue to illuminate the village and make new leaves sprout."

"What?" Alfia asked softly, standing behind Charles.

"No, I just thought of that line. I think Finn should learn from it."

Ciel chuckled softly, unconsciously confusing the current Finn with a certain third generation.

Those who lack the courage to face despair and instead offer "courage" to others are ultimately nothing more than clowns.

"You'll regret your 'caution,' Finn."

Alfia remained silent.

She was also putting herself in Finn's shoes, wondering what she would do if she were in Finn's position.

Will they prioritize urban combat capabilities for a brighter future, or will they choose to go further, risking their lives to protect the newly sprouted leaves and wait for them to grow?

"I will choose to challenge the strong and protect the future. But I do not deny Finn's strategy. Time is running out, the appointed day is approaching, and new leaves will not have time to sprout."

She glanced at Charles: "Not everyone is like you."

Charles shrugged: "Well, as the players, we have no right to discuss right and wrong. No matter how the story unfolds, we'll always be the ones who benefit."

As time goes by, the identity of the Fairy Spirit Contractor will gradually become known to everyone. On the other hand, his abilities as a Beast Tamer will also be coveted by various clans and forces.

Charles pondered his next move: to leverage the conflict between the adventurers and Finn, and solidify his "heroic reputation" through a war game.

Furthermore, the image of "noname" in the city must be changed, and it must be completely liberated from the wing of Loki, the "god of lies and tricks".

“It’s time for the leader of the third-party force to take the stage!” Charles pulled a gift box from a drawer and stroked the crystal inside, which shone with pure white light.

"This is... Belle's..."

Alfia couldn't remember what Belle looked like, but she vaguely remembered that there had ever been a Belle.

"It's a gift Belle left us. It's time for our leader, Jester, of 'Noname,' to reappear."

This is a crystallization of dreams, recording Belle's "experience points" during the Great Rebellion.

Aside from mental abilities like "experience," "memory," and "magic," everything else in a dream remains in the dream.

This crystal is both proof of Belle's existence and a record of her great deeds.

Relying on this,

Perhaps Ciel has a way to use Belle's power again to accomplish some goals.

Boom, boom, boom...

There was a knock on the door.

The door opened, and Lily took off the [Reversed Spirit Veil] and led Phil Weiss into the room.

“Charles…” She hid behind Lily, her small body unable to block Phil Weiss’s delicate form.

"You're alright, that's so good." Charles breathed a sigh of relief. "I always believed you weren't dead, even after seeing your body..."

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have left without permission.” Phil Weiss lowered her head.

"Can you tell me why?" Charles smiled. "Also, what's the deal with that corpse?"

Phil Weiss glanced at the people in the room, her expression hesitant: "I only want to talk to you."

Charles gestured, and Alfia strolled out of the room, with Lily obediently closing the door behind her.

Philweis told Charles about her discovery and her speculation that Dionysus might be "Enio".

"...That's it, are you willing to believe me?"

"of course."

"Why? Don't you think what I'm doing is despicable? Rebelling against the god I believe in and all that. Besides, with such absurd remarks, everyone will just think I'm crazy."

Without hesitation, Charles replied, "Because you are my friend! The Philweis I know is that kind of noble and beautiful being."

Phil Weiss could no longer hold back and buried her face in Charles's arms, bursting into tears.

God knows how she's been these past few days.

She dared not appear in front of the public, tacitly acknowledging her death, and even dared not reveal the secret of "Dionysus" to anyone.

Dionysus's reputation in the city was second only to Astraea and Ganesha. Otherwise, he wouldn't have attracted such a stubborn and fastidious elf to join his faction.

Revealing Dionysus at this moment will only invite skepticism and may even lead to being labeled a "traitor" and condemned by the entire world.

She had no companions by her side and had to be constantly vigilant to avoid leaking information and being hunted down by Dionysus.

Now that she has finally found her only support, she is eager to devote her whole heart to Charles.

"In that light, your decision to leave alone back then was the right one."

Once Philweis had calmed down, Charles comforted her, saying, "If Dionysus finds out you're still alive, your fate won't be good."

"Also, how do we handle the matter of the favor? It seems the gods can sense the presence of their followers. Can your corpse fool them?"

Phil Weiss looked flustered: "I... I don't know either, but I feel like there's no more favor to be done."

Charles's expression was strange: "Could you let me see it? I know a little about sacred writing, so maybe I can answer this question."

Phil Weiss's cheeks flushed slightly as she trembled as she took off her top: "Okay..."

Chapter 343 Ansel? Such powerful magic, it's mine now.

What meets the eye is a patch of white skin, with a warm, jade-like luster, and faintly visible pores that, due to tension and relaxation, exude a misty moisture.

As the unlocking potion dripped out, no marks were visible on Philwis's back.

"what?"

Charles blinked: "Where did your grace go?"

“I…I don’t know either,” Phil Weiss stammered.

"Even if it's a seal from the main god, the unlocking potion should be able to reveal the text, right?"

Xia Er rummaged through the warehouse and found a magic stone lamp, which was originally used for city access control and to detect grace and intelligence, but now it was being reused.

A purple halo lingered, but nothing was visible on Philwis's back.

"You... Enhui disappeared? What were you thinking back then?" Charles was slightly surprised.

He knew that Philweis's magic was no longer as simple as "cloning magic"; it was far more extraordinary than the magic in the original story.

Phil Weiss hesitated and said, "At the time, all I wanted to do was discard everything related to the Dionysian Clan and bury the filthy and unclean parts in hell."

"Hiss... So, you even bestowed your favors on your clone?"

Charles gritted his teeth. This effect seemed a bit illogical, but it wasn't impossible.

Even now, Philvis still feels immense disgust for having once been a member of Dionysus's kin, yet she is powerless to change it.

"How about... we try besting up a new favor?"

"You want me to join 'Noname'? Which god's kin is that?" Philweis asked.

"It's not any main god, it's my kin. You can think of it as an advanced version of the ancient hero contract model."

"At first, I borrowed the power of the immortal essence, but now, after fusing with the blood of the great immortal essence, I can do it myself."

"Eh? Mr. Ciel, your clan?"

“You could say that,” Charles asked. “Would you like to join my familia?”

“I do!” Fei Erwei said without hesitation.

At Charles's prompting, Phil Weiss obediently lay down on the bed, while Charles sat behind her, intently writing sacred texts.

As each mysterious character fell, divine power was revealed behind Philweis, and a brand new panel appeared.

Philweis Sharia lv1

力量：I0/耐久：I0/灵巧：I0/敏捷：I0/魔力：I0

Magic: [Ansel] [][][]

Ansel

Clone Magic

• Randomly allocate existing ability points to create a physical clone. When combined, the two become one.

• The thoughts, personality, and state of the clone are independent.

• Upon death, an individual's abilities are completely lost.

Chant: Fantasy begins, soul sings—you are forever severed from your bond.

Unspell: The illusion ends, the soul returns to its rightful place—your body (bond) cannot be severed.

skill:

【The Fairy Sings】

• Amplifies the magic effect, increasing the degree of elevation.