Danmaku, my skills refresh weekly.

"No wonder Albert only cut off one eye; he'll be bragging about it for thousands of years. This is probably several times more powerful than that 'Supreme Shot' that opened up the Finana Ladder."

Since he couldn't take it with him, Xia Er planned to wait until his skills recovered tomorrow before making any further plans.

Taking advantage of the time, since he had nothing else to do, he began to sweep through the nearby monster lairs one by one around the village.

It wasn't that Xia Er was overly sympathetic or felt guilty; it was simply because he didn't want to delay his leveling up. Humph! Making the most of every moment to farm money and become stronger is a player's basic courtesy.

All night long, the howls of monsters and the glow of magic echoed around the village, occasionally punctuated by sounds like 'Steel Slash,' 'Dragon Strike,' 'I have two guns, one called Shoot…', and 'For just 998, I can make you…'

Of course, to avoid being too embarrassed, these words are all in Chinese.

This is Lord Ciel's last fig leaf!

The noisy valley only returned to calm as the sun gradually set the next day.

The villagers, fearing the monsters' influence, dared not venture out to investigate, and only assigned a few former adventurers to keep watch at night.

Night fell again,

The forest, which used to be filled with the howls of monsters, has fallen into an eerie silence.

The guard looked around nervously, his nerves on edge.

A rustling sound came from the nearby bushes as they swayed gently.

A giant bear, over three meters tall, suddenly burst out of the darkness. It roared at the guards and pounced on the black dragon scales in the center.

"A demon! A monster! It's broken in!" The guards were so frightened that they sat down on the ground. Although they used to be adventurers, they hadn't held a weapon for many years and had long forgotten their skills.

Faced with the sudden attack, they had already lost their composure.

The giant bear shoved aside a stunned guard, picked up the dragon scales with both hands, and charged toward the other side of the village in less than ten seconds.

When the villagers, awakened by the screams, came out with their hoes, they found the shrine empty and the guardian objects gone.

"What...what should we do? Lord Black Dragon's scales have been stolen by a monster."

The dragon scales' effect has disappeared?

No, that doesn't matter anymore. What matters is that even with the dragon scales, this place is no longer safe.

Although the outside world is quite dangerous, if you really think about it, hiding in the center of a monster's lair is pretty suicidal.

The village chief was confused: "Should we... leave this place?"

……

On the other side, a giant bear, its massive scales embracing its enormous body, was running wildly through the forest, its face beaming with visible joy.

“Great, the plan is going very smoothly. I was wondering if this mysterious village might be hiding some level 9 expert.” The giant bear spoke in human language, a relaxed expression appearing on its face.

This giant bear is none other than Shire.

During his raids on monster lairs, he unexpectedly and randomly acquired the Druid's Bear Transformation spell. Bear Transformation not only increased his strength and stamina but also significantly boosted his movement and attack speed.

With the initial skill [Bearing Weight], Sharl easily and seamlessly stole the dragon scale.

Having escaped the village's surveillance range, Charles walked for several more hours, using the moonlight to approach within a mile of Orario. He looked around, roared, and the fur on his body shed, revealing his thin arms and legs again.

He packed the dragon scales into the huge backpack that Ais had given him, draped himself in the [Reversed Spirit Veil], and quietly sneaked into Orario under the first rays of dawn.

Chapter 46 Bohm: I've received professional training

Goblin Shop.

Upon returning to the city, Ciel did not choose to immediately rejoin the Soma Familia, but instead took a detour to this place.

With all the adventurers inside the labyrinth and no one left to deal in filth, he cautiously knocked on the door of old man Pom's shop.

"Who is it, so early in the morning?"

"Grandpa, it's me!"

"Boom-"

The door was kicked open, and old man Pom jumped up, grabbing Charles by the collar, puffing out his beard and glaring at him:

"So it's you, kid. I haven't settled the score with you for the ten thousand fali I owed you last time!"

"Hehe, I'm here to pay back the money." Charles grinned as he placed the old goblin on the counter, then pulled out a bag of loose falies: "Here, I'll pay you back ten times."

Old Man Pom watched with suspicion as Charles pulled ten holy gold coins from a bag of gold coins and placed them on the table.

"You little rascal... you've changed your ways? Being so attentive for no reason... that's definitely not good news."

"Hehe." Charles scratched his face: "There are indeed some small things I need to trouble you with, sir."

Bohm's expression turned serious, and before he could refuse, Charles quickly followed up:

"No problem at all! Can you store some things here?"

"Store... store what? I only accept things of unknown origin, and they're all dead stock."

"Hey, this is great stuff, you'll definitely love it. It's perfect for travel or for warding off evil spirits at home. Plus, it's a one-of-a-kind treasure!"

"Really?"

“It’s genuine!” Charles pointed to the huge package behind him, covered by a reversed spirit veil. “Take a look at it. How much is this worth in Fali?”

As Ciel lifted the veil of reversed spirits, a piece of scale covered in golden patterns and entirely black was placed before Pom.

"This...this...this is!!" Pom's eyes widened, his chest heaved, and his breathing became rapid.

The tiny body then lay down on the scales.

Charles hugged the old man tightly: "It's the scale of that black dragon. How about it? Even Zeus and Hera's Familia couldn't get their hands on it. It's said that as long as this thing is near, monsters won't dare to approach."

"Good stuff, good stuff!" The goblin's collecting habit awakened. Not to mention its ability to protect the settlement, it's also excellent as regular armor.

Even if it's not the strongest loot from the monster's body, anything from that final being is far stronger than any material currently known.

Even though it is just a fossil that is over a thousand years old, as long as it is not hunted down in the end, this dragon scale will not be destroyed.

At least in Orario right now, no one has been able to break this dragon scale.

"What a pity, what a pity." Pom shook his head.

"What's a pity?"

"Unfortunately, no one can forge it. At least not in Orario... Even the God of Crafts, it would take several years to complete it."

"Uh……"

Pom's words were quite apt. In the battle against the Black Dragon, even the strongest level 6 in the city probably couldn't even serve as a supporter. And in that battle, even a level 9 couldn't leave the Black Dragon with a single trace, which is enough to show just how powerful it was.

Charles scratched his face: "Maybe a level 7 could cause a little damage."

"Ha, easy for you to say. Level 7... Where in Orario can you find a Level 7 player these days?"

"I think it can be used directly as a shield, or if that doesn't work, it can be used as a throwing tool."

The old man complained, "That's a waste of resources."

Charles raised his head: "I'd love to!"

Old man Pom pointed at Charles, speechless, and finally pushed Fari in front of Charles.

"Hey, old man, don't be so stingy. It was just a joke, there's no need to turn down business."

Pom, his mustache twitching, pointed at Charles and said, "You brat... if you need something, it's your grandfather; if not, it's an old man. This is a gift from my grandson, why would I take your money?"

He sighed, "Sigh, those bastards from the Dark Faction have been going too far lately. I'm keeping it here to protect my safety."

Pom's eyes crinkled into a smile: "The important thing is, this old man has never slept on Lord Black Dragon's scales before. Hehe..."

"But is it really okay for me to keep something you went through so much trouble to get?"

"Having a sword and not using it is one thing, having no sword at all is another. Anyway... as long as you agree, that's fine." Charles said casually.

"After some time, I will find a suitable craftsman and then consider how to use it."

I'm not entirely comfortable leaving the black dragon scales anywhere. As the most unique race in the DanMachi world, the Fairy Spirits are at least spiritually pure and have a very neutral alignment.

Although this old goblin is a bit shameless, his character is impeccable.

The important thing is to maintain a good relationship with the fairies; the benefits of being invisible will be plentiful.

As for the issue of artisans...

How about learning about a living furnace?

Ahem, as for when it will arrive...

It depends on fate.

If all else fails, the old goblin seems to know quite a few immortals; I wonder if he's familiar with that blue horse.

Returning to the old goblin's mysterious treasure vault, they placed the dragon scales into the largest warehouse. Back on the surface...

"Why don't you leave yet?"

"I want to talk to my grandpa more."

"Let it go if you fart."

Ciel squinted and slowly reached his hand into the [Nika pocket]:

"I told you, so please don't be afraid."

"I've weathered countless storms and received specialized training; I'm not afraid of anything!"

"Then take a look at...this one."

Charles slowly pulled out a jade jewel and placed it before Pom. Inside the jewel, a green fetus with tentacles on its head was quietly sleeping, its fingers pointing.

The old man's breathing stopped, his pupils contracted sharply, and the hall fell into an eerie silence for a moment.

The fetus inside the pearl seemed to sense the presence of its own kind, and its tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

"Eek—Quick! Take it away! Take it away!"

Bom wasn't afraid, but what Charles took out was truly terrifying.

what is that?

A mutated celestial fetus?