Danmaku, my skills refresh weekly.

This isn't just a simple plan failure; it means facing the entire Orario crew again, plus two monsters capable of single-handedly taking them all down.

If that were the case, then Valetta believed she could continue her covert operations, waiting a few years for those two to die of illness before devising a new plan to destroy Orario. After all, she was still young.

Not only Valette thought so, but everyone's eyes were on Witt, hoping he could give a reason.

Witt narrowed his eyes, his lips trembling:

"Deception! Yes! It must be those two shameless heroes who deceived our lord! Humph! Everyone, follow me! Let's go and demand an explanation from them!"

Witt stormed to the door, then heard a rustling sound behind him. He turned around and saw a group of adventurers packing up their weapons and equipment and dispersing into different passages.

"Everyone go home now~"

"Ah, see you next year, my comrade."

"I heard Hedin/Hegny went on an expedition. Should we go after them?"

"Okay, okay!"

Witt stood frozen in place.

No, you!

He focused his gaze on Basram, the only orc priest who remained standing still.

“I knew it. The Dark Faction isn’t all cowards; there are those willing to sacrifice everything for ‘evil’!” Witt sneered, extending his hand in invitation: “Oh, priest…”

Before Witte could finish speaking, Basram sneezed, stroked his staff, and muttered slowly:

"Oh dear, I'm getting old, my reflexes are failing. My little darlings need some maintenance again, I can't let those two brutes see them, or they'll leak oil again. Sigh."

Witt: “…”

Chapter 105 Ciel: Hey, tell me, isn't it dirty?

A man-made maze, a place teeming with monsters.

Inside the cell, large enough to hold thirty people, the firelight flickered gently. Thick layers of fat were roasted by the flames, sizzling and crackling with oil.

Chardo tore at the snake meat with all his might, his mouth full of oil.

The woman opposite him frowned and urged, "Isn't it ready yet?"

"Mmm, just two more bites! I feel like I'm coming!" The cat, Sharl, perched on Chardo's head, squinted, its face full of enjoyment as it shared the effects of the [Divine Blessing].

You fight, I gain experience; you eat culinary disasters, I gain stat boosts! Hey! So delicious!

After Chardo finished eating the last bite of snake meat, the cat-like Ciel turned and threw himself into Alfia's arms. In front of him was a magic book, the one Bell had left over.

After learning the [Divine Script], he gained some understanding of how to create magic books.

Ordinary magic books describe magical knowledge using common script, and then use tiny "holy script" in the margins to entice and hypnotize the user.

In addition, the content requires profound knowledge of magic to decipher, and a special blessing power is at work.

Charles speculated that it was—[mysterious].

With Alphia's talent, Sharl independently disassembled the parts and observed them carefully. The "divine script" seemed to be 'printed' on, rather than handwritten.

After verifying the information from multiple perspectives, Charles came to the following conclusion:

"Mystery allows one to directly inscribe the power of 'miracles' onto props through writing. Magicians use this ability to create and develop magical artifacts."

This means that as long as Ciel can remember these distorted "sacred characters," he can basically reconstruct a magic book.

But when Charles finished reading the last word, his mind went blank, and he fell into his own illusion.

Just like last time, Charles had a dialogue with his self in the book, and this time his answers almost all leaned towards stability and good fortune.

A moment later, when he woke up again, the grimoire in his hand was blank, and he could not remember any of the "holy script" that had been forcibly stuffed into his brain.

"It even has an anti-piracy function!" Xia Er gritted his teeth inwardly.

When Alfia saw that Charles had woken up, she opened her eyes and asked, "What kind of magic have you awakened?"

Ciel activated the "divine artifact," slashing his finger with a dagger and squeezing out a drop of blood to smear on his back. Grace, deceived, unlocked the panel.

Ciel skillfully covered the parchment with a sheet of parchment, wrote the word 'seal' on it with his little hand, and replicated the panel that only Ciel could understand.

Charl lv2

—Ability Values—

Strength: I0 → G204

Durability: I0→F201

Dexterity: I0→D535

Agility: I0→D528

Magic: I0 → F312

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【Shenwen I】

Magic: Yuumi on the Move, Mind Stealing

Skills: [Dual Destiny] [Hawaii Trainee] [Repeated Jumping]

……

Mind Stealing

• Cow Magic. Shoots out a mental chain, stealing the target's last cast spell and using it for your own purposes.

• New spell, retains for 2 natural days. Or overwrites after stealing the new spell. (1 day/level)

• You need to remember to chant.

Chant: Your magic is superb, now it's mine!

(P.S.: Anduin: Thank you.)

……

"What the hell is this magic?!" Charles threw the parchment into the fire with a look of disgust.

"What? Not satisfied with the magic?" Chardo teased with a wicked smile. "It's alright. Even an ordinary fireball won't be bad as long as your mental strength is strong."

Charles sighed, resting his chin on his hand: "Well, it's nothing special. I'll just have to worry about whose magic I should use later."

"What do you mean?" Chardo sensed something was amiss.

Charles snapped his fingers: "Your spell is excellent. Now it's mine. — [Mind Stealing]"

With a whoosh, an invisible mental chain pierced Alfia's chest, bringing out a mass of invisible matter.

Charles then snapped his fingers: "Gospel—"

hum-

The bonfire exploded, turning into a sky full of colorful flames.

Chardo stared in astonishment, his pupils glazed over. Even Alfia raised her eyes slightly, staring at Charles with confusion.

"Hey, you call this 'just so-so'?!"

Charles said innocently, "Well, it only lasts for two days. Sigh, from now on I'll have to ask someone for a spell every day. Do you think I'll have an endless supply of spells? It's so annoying."

How terrifying this magic is may not be immediately apparent to Ciel, but it's important to remember that this isn't a newly acquired ability; it's his own inherent magic.

In other words, it can be used in conjunction with the [Ring of Miracles]!

Yes, mind stealing can work on yourself!

In other words, as long as the Miracle Ring draws an ability with an incredibly powerful effect, Sharl can forcibly retain it for two days through [Mind Stealing].

In this way, unless necessary, during the period of accumulating refresh counts without refreshing skills, Xia Er also has a very stable and powerful ability to protect himself.

It prevents us from having to rely on unpredictable refresh effects to find powerful skills to survive every time.

To Chardo, who was unaware of the intricacies of the matter, the ability to freely borrow other people's magic was already incredibly powerful.

Putting everything else aside, just stealing one of Alfia's [Silent Garden] would unleash terrifying destructive power for this heavily armored warrior, given his magic immunity.

That's called a god descending to earth!

Chardo's eyes were a little red, especially seeing Charles's Versailles-like expression of "I'm so annoyed" and "This magic is trash," which made him feel suffocated.

In a fit of rage, he strode forward, grabbed Charles's ankle, and lifted him upside down: "I won't let this go until I beat you up today!"

"Ouch! Chardo, try touching me!" Charles howled, his neck stiff, then turned to the Queen with a tearful voice, pleading for help: "Alfia~ you don't want Bell to be corrupted by that old geezer at such a young age, do you!"

Alfia slightly raised her eyelids, her tone indifferent: "Chardo, just don't kill him."

"okay!"

A piercing scream echoed in the silent prison cell.

Amidst the screams, a mix of high and low tones, there was a rhythmic tapping sound.

Alfia turned her head and stared. As the footsteps approached, a male god bathed in darkness emerged from the shadows, revealing himself before the two overlords.

"Wow, it's so lively here."

Chardo stopped what he was doing and looked at the male god: "Isn't this our mastermind? Why aren't you sitting on your throne watching the show? Why are you wandering around all day?"

Erebus rubbed his forehead and said helplessly, "Well, I heard my ally was in a bad mood, so I came back specifically to check."

"Alfia, Chardo, can you give me a clear answer? Which side are you on now?"

"Ahem." Charles got up from the ground, brushed off the dust, tilted his head back, and put his hands on his hips: "I can answer that question for you. God Erebus."

"Oh? And who is this?" Erebus squinted, scrutinizing Charles from head to toe.

Charles extended his hand, revealing a warm and friendly smile: "Hello, you can call me Joker. I am the leader of these two. Please take care of me."

Chapter 106 Ciel: Your vision is too narrow.

"Oh??" The black-haired god, who had been casually chatting with his hands in his pockets, paused, his expression freezing. "Even a great god like me, who can only regard him as an ally, is willing to submit to you?"

He looked at Alfia: "Is what he said true?"