Danmaku, my skills refresh weekly.

As for Cassandra...

He naturally wouldn't let go of this super cheat that possessed the script, the rare skill [Fifth Dimension: Troy], and could even assist in life simulation.

Even though she hasn't joined a clan yet, it doesn't prevent her from using her abilities.

Some strange talents are innate; favors are simply a more accurate way of expressing them.

If his father had gone mad, Ciel would simply take matters into his own hands and "trick" the girl away.

at the moment……

“She’s already shown her face. When the time is right, she’ll appear in front of me whenever I want!” Charles’s lips slowly curled up.

The idea was simple: first, make a deep impression on Cassandra.

After that, when the "life simulation" is needed, I just need to make up my mind that if she doesn't appear in front of me within the time limit, then I will find a way to find her in the future and kill her.

So……

Cassandra, who dreams of her inevitable death, will naturally find a way to break the deadlock based on the prophecy.

With my "Miracle" magic, randomly obtaining an "enemy detection" ability isn't difficult. Escaping my pursuit is virtually impossible; the only way is to fundamentally deny the event that "Charles wanted to kill me."

In other words, they take the initiative to come to me.

Excellent, a perfect logical closed loop.

In this way, with Cassandra's help, before making grand plans and embarking on adventures, one can first conduct a life simulation, and the sense of security... those who know, know.

……

The wheels churned and turned, time slipped away unnoticed, and as dusk approached, Charles bid farewell to the coachman, paid the fare, and jumped off the carriage.

"Are you really going to get off here?" The driver looked around at the rock walls, mountain path, and cliff. He asked curiously, "There's no village or shop in sight here. It won't be easy to find another carriage."

"No need, this is my target."

Charles watched the coachman drive away. He took two steps toward the edge of the mountain road, where broken earth and rocks scattered and fell into the precipitous cliff and into the rushing river.

"right here."

To obtain this target—[Black Dragon's Scale]—you must find the hidden village of Aidas, located on the outskirts of Orario.

It was a quiet little mountain village deep in the Beior Mountains, surrounded by steep cliffs.

This place was originally a secluded haven for reclusive elves. After the Age of Gods, the elves went out to seek the gods, while other fugitives who wanted to escape war or punishment came here.

Charles didn't know the exact location, only that if he jumped down from here, he could follow the river and, after a while, he would see the entrance to the village.

"It feels like jumping off a cliff to pick up a secret manual, wow, wow. But... I'll have to wait until [Crispy College Student] is still around before I dare to try it."

He secured his valuables to prevent them from being washed away in the water. After testing the Nika pocket multiple times to ensure it was secure, he leaped off the cliff and plunged into the river a hundred meters below.

Gurgling.

The swift-flowing river and hidden reefs brought Shire countless troubles, including numerous near-drownings, cramps, and collisions.

at last……

The sky was veiled in black, and the silver moon hung high in the sky.

Not far from the dark riverbed lay a valley. Xiaer saw a faint, flickering light—the glow of a magic stone lamp.

They scrambled ashore in a disheveled state, dragging their wet clothes, and headed towards the light source.

A rustling sound came from the valley.

Suddenly, the pitch-black night was illuminated by starlight—the eyes of some kind of creature.

Charles stopped and skillfully conjured a fireball, the flames piercing the night and illuminating the creatures within.

They were beautiful women with red hair, covered in blood-red feathers, and with delicate, rounded feet and sharp, pointed toes.

The half-human bird, commonly known as the Harpy, is also called the harpy.

They have the faces of human women, but the bodies of birds. They should have been individuals with potential level 3 abilities, but due to multiple generations of reproduction on the ground, they fell to level 1.

Charles snapped his fingers once more, and fireballs appeared in his hand.

"I'm getting better and better at it!"

Without the dazzling seven-colored magic, Sharl used his mental power to forcibly replicate the runes of this simple magic.

The "Miracle Ring" has no requirement for incantation, so it will not cause a "magic explosion" due to incorrect incantation or incorrect mental guidance.

Because of this strong adaptability, theoretically speaking, as long as the correct mental fluctuations and incantations are mastered, Ciel can control magic as if he were using ancient magic.

It sounds easy, but without the aid of a blessing, it's very difficult to perfectly recreate a mental ripple. Given the characteristics of the [Miracle Ring], just like the same song, the effect varies depending on each person's singing style, accent, habits, and even mood.

Ciel was struck by those mesmerizing songs that made him forget the original singers.

He can only perform simple single-character reconstructions now, and cannot yet assemble songs.

"The advantage is that it makes advanced techniques like simultaneous chanting easy to achieve. Because the action is also part of the spellcasting process!"

As he sped off, Charles casually tossed out fireballs.

"If true magic requires time to chant and cast spells, then this is more like a hero's basic attack."

The fireball hit Harpy, exploding into fire powder.

Frequent missteps during movement resulted in attacks incorporating numerous wind blades and ice spikes, but the number of these attacks decreased as Sharl became more skilled.

However, this kind of elemental attack, which doesn't even qualify as magic, is unlikely to cause much damage to Harpy.

Ciel stopped dodging the attack, reached into his bag, turned on the "phonograph," then turned to the side, gripped his wrist, and spread his five fingers towards the sky: "Gaia!"

Chapter 45 The Black Dragon's Scale

It wasn't a meticulously crafted chant.

Yes, there are times when you suddenly feel like shouting a line out of nowhere. Because imitating that tone feels cool, or that word just pops into your head.

This is the basic quality of a teenager with delusions of grandeur.

Of course, Charles belongs to the latter category; he needed a chant, and it just happened to pop into his head. It could also be something like, "How many floors must a bag of rice be carried up—"—a phrase that evokes the feeling of enduring pain.

Regardless, the effect of short incantations is that they mobilize more mental energy and are more powerful than elemental attacks without incantations.

Xia Er's chest swelled, and a phantom of a divine bird burning with flames appeared behind him. Immediately afterward, it spat out a pure white ray of fire that swept across the sky, igniting half of it.

Harpy's feathers and flesh fell from the sky, and Ciel shook his head.

"This...this trick is good. Although it doesn't have much to do with chanting."

He turned off the recording equipment and pressed another button, and the voiceprint of his chanting just now played back in the "Sacred Tree Sound System".

"Hmm, it's still kind of embarrassing to hear about it now."

Waiting for his mental energy to recover slightly, Charles repeated the spell in the same tone.

This time, it wasn't some kind of offensive magic.

As the chant ended, his face contorted, and he suddenly grew several tens of centimeters taller, his muscles bulging, his expression resolute. He wore a pink miniskirt and a pure white sailor uniform, the wet fabric clinging tightly to his pectoral muscles, revealing his thick eight-pack abs.

……

……

"Hmm, is this a transformation technique? But why is it a muscular Sailor Moon? Damn it! And a wet and alluring look at that! Who are you trying to seduce?! I didn't shout 'In the name of the moon, I'll punish you, you bastard!'"

Sitting on the ground, Charles listened to the recording repeatedly, comparing the differences between the two chants.

Although there are subtle differences in tone and emotion, they shouldn't be so drastically different.

Charles reflects on himself...

"Could it be that magic overheard me thinking... 'If only I could change my appearance and sneak into the village'? Does this thing even have big data recommendations?"

Recording the replication of magic is still too difficult, and there isn't enough material for reference and comparison.

We can only wait until "Pandora" randomly generates fixed spells, and then try to learn and record them.

at the moment……

Having just transformed into a freakish form, Charles decided to go all in and infiltrate the village to steal the black dragon's scales.

After bypassing the magic stone lamp at the village entrance, a muddy mountain path stretched ahead. Passing through a dense forest, Xia Er arrived at his destination.

Contrary to what Charles had imagined—a brightly lit village—the village was pitch black, with only the faint sound of snoring audible.

"Strange, the previous fire magic made quite a commotion, yet they haven't woken up yet. These residents are really carefree."

As Xia Er circled the village, he was astonished to discover that the valley in which the village was situated was located right around the center of the monster's lair.

"Don't these villagers interact with outsiders? No, they probably never go out at all!"

Because of the protection of Lord Black Dragon's scales, this village is safe from ordinary monsters. In turn, they deliberately live in this place surrounded by monsters.

"In that case, taking the scales seems immoral, but... what does it have to do with me? If I'm unhappy, I'll move. It's obviously much safer outside than here. At least there aren't more than a dozen monster lairs near other villages."

He arrived at the center of the village and stared blankly at the jet-black scales, which were enshrined like a shrine and were as tall as a person.

This must be the greatest opportunity of Ciel's life.

He pulled out his cursed dagger and forcefully sliced ​​it across the scales, leaving red lines. Charles wiped the lines away with his hand, then looked down at his dagger; the blade was now rounded and no longer as sharp.

"Even if it's not a so-called dropped item, a single scale that's scattered here has such hardness. If you were to use it to forge a weapon..."

Charles dared not even think about it.

Although he hadn't figured out how to use this free treasure, that didn't stop Ciel from adding it to his collection first.

He carefully crouched down and forcefully lifted the treasure that had been stored there for thousands of years, but...

Despite his flushed face and bulging neck, Charles could only barely lift his scales, let alone walk.

"I was careless... No wonder no one took the scales. They weigh about 300kg; without support skills, they couldn't be moved at all. Besides, my durability has decreased..."

Charles stared blankly at the scales with a fearful expression.

It was 160cm tall and more than two Shires wide. This was just a fragment of the Black Dragon's spirit scales; based on the density of lizard scales, the Black Dragon's true form was at least over a kilometer long.