Should I raise you too?

What does it mean for the meat to be very firm and chewy?

This is definitely an evil god! It's already thinking about how to eat me!

I shouldn't have performed; I should have just jumped up and grabbed the hat!

The past cannot be undone. Elsie suppressed her fear, took the hat, nimbly climbed up to the second deck, and handed the hat to that being.

Simon took the hat and handed it to Maria.

This was an unexpected situation; he hadn't summoned the wind, and he hadn't expected Elsie to get so close. However, this unexpected turn of events was also part of his plan; he hadn't given Elsie any specific opportunity or created any pre-arranged mission procedures.

When he was a male servant, he was cautious and meticulous at every step. Now that he has become an evil god, if he is still required to arrange everything, then wouldn't he have been an evil god for nothing?

He just needs to give Elsie a mission objective and let her do it herself.

“My name is Simon. What’s your name?” he asked, looking at Elsie.

This tomboyish female protagonist is even prettier than her character art in the game, and um, her bust size is pretty good too.

“Mr. Simon, my name is Elsie.”

Chapter 100 The Intelligent Agent Simon

Simon gave Elsie a small gold coin, 10 shillings, that he had just won, and watched her climb back up to the first deck.

The "Sin" spell contains a large amount of criminal content. Those who possess extraordinary abilities in this field are highly skilled, especially in flexibility, and can perform almost any special skill.

If the "Truth" spell wasn't more useful, Simon would also have chosen the "Sin" domain.

“It’s the waitress I met the night before last. Mr. Simon gave her a glass of champagne.” Maria put on her cap and recognized her.

“I sense she’s a little afraid of Mr. Simon,” Eve said, stating her observation.

Maria and Eve didn't ask Elsie about her disguise as a waiter. After the incident with the living dead, they vaguely realized that the world was not as simple as they had thought, and Simon was not the ordinary person they had imagined.

Simon didn't explain. He wandered around the deck for a while, waited until it got dark, had dinner, and then returned to his cabin.

After Eve and Maria left, Alysander appeared.

"What secret does that Elsie have?" Alexandra's voice echoed around them. "What do you want from her?"

Simon did not answer.

“She only looks like a third or fourth-tier being. You lend me your body, and I'll hypnotize her for you,” Alexandra said with a smile. “Then you can do whatever you want.”

Simon opened Mabel's light screen. The red-haired girl had been nagging about a lot of things lately, from important political decisions to trivial daily matters, and he answered them one by one.

“I remember our agreement included your companion/chat service,” Alexandra accused Simon of breaking the contract.

“You’ve already used up your one-month chat allowance,” Simon replied.

Mabel's light screen was already quite talkative, but Alysander was several times more talkative, especially at night.

Simon opened the backend and handed her the small program he had written.

Simon's Chatting Service

"Remaining credit: 0% (reset in 27 days)"

Alysander clicked her tongue. When she offered to chat with him, she did mention that there was a limit to the amount she could spend.

She went to turn off the light screen and found that there was another column below.

"Top up to reset your account balance"

Top up? Ha! Trying to scam me?

Alysander turned off the light screen. Recharging was out of the question. She wouldn't chat anyway; she hadn't chatted with anyone during her years in the Soul Society.

Silence fell over the cabin. Alexandra stared at Mabel's screen, watching the two chat happily, and her desire grew stronger.

Why doesn't she have any credit limit?! I only have so little credit limit!

She's just an outsider, but I'm the first heir to your body!

Half an hour later, Alysander finally couldn't help but ask, "How do I top up?"

Simon paused his chat with Mabel, marveling that Alysander had finally taken the bait. Offering companionship services was part of his plan, and it was a free trial.

“The treasures of the old dynasty, or some occult guidance,” Simon said. “The simplest way is for you to draw some power from the Soul Society for me.”

Alexandra was not a true god; she failed to complete the rituals to ascend to godhood.

After failing to ascend, she was split into two parts: one part containing the remains of everyone, which is the current spirit of Alysander; and the other part containing the remains of all the gods, which is the Soul Society.

Alexandra's spirit itself has no power, which is why she needs to possess other people's bodies and use their power to open a passage to the Soul Society.

"The power of the Soul Society? You can use my power?" Alysander looked at Simon.

Simon did not answer, but took out a "finger bone" from the backstage. Alysander wanted to leverage the power of the Soul Society, but she needed external assistance.

A thick fog appeared around the "finger bone." What belongs to Alysander is his; the power Alysander is currently wielding is also his power, which he can control from behind the scenes.

He stored the dense fog.

"Top up your credit limit: 1%...10%...50%...100%"

Alysander stopped, somewhat exhausted. She drew out a wisp of dense fog, intending to replenish her spiritual body, but found that this power was completely beyond her control and had also entered the light barrier.

"Remaining credit: 120%"

Is it possible for this limit to exceed 100%?

No, that's the power I use to replenish my spirit! How could it have been added to my account too?! Refund!

What kind of being is this? How could it steal my power?

Could they really be gods from another realm?

Alexandra looked on with suspicion.

"Leave me a portion!" She drew upon another portion of the Soul Society's power.

Her current spirit form is no different from that of an ordinary person, which is why she cannot possess Simon's body. As long as she obtains the power of the Soul Society, her spirit form can become stronger.

"Remaining credit: 120% → 150%"

My power! You bastard, you actually forced me to buy this!

Exhausted, Alysand had no strength left to control the "finger bones," and she gave up in frustration.

Simon put away his finger bones and replied to Alysander, "This is the recharge channel. Funds are for designated use only and cannot be misappropriated."

"What exactly are you?" Alysander asked.

“A recently retired male servant,” Simon replied.

"You... how come my credit limit has suddenly decreased by 50%!" Alexandra stared at her screen, where her credit limit, which was originally 150%, had suddenly dropped to 100%.

“The quota represents my thinking capacity, not the number of conversations. The more complex your questions are, the more it will consume.” Simon opened the hatch, and a waiter was standing in the corridor.

"Give me a pot of black tea," he said to the waiter.

"Please wait a moment." The waiter turned around, quickly went to the restaurant, and soon brought back a pot of tea.

Simon sat on the bench, poured himself some black tea, and continued his conversation with Alysander.

"You didn't even answer that question correctly! Where did the credit limit loss come from!" Alexandra felt bad about the credit limit she had lost.

“Thinking about how to appease you is also a form of exhaustion,” Simon said matter-of-factly.

"...Once I take over your body, I will put your spirit on the chamber pot."

"That's not a good idea. You're Elisa's ancestor."

"……what's on your mind!"

Alexandra felt she had been harassed. Would a normal person associate the phrase "I'll make you my chamber pot" with that kind of thing?

This is an insult, not flirting!

Alexandra used silence to compose herself and asked about other things.

"What do you want to do in the Southern Continent?" Alysander asked.

"Remaining credit: 50%"

Another 50 dropped!

“To witness a grand banquet,” Simon replied.

“What secrets does that short-haired girl hold? Give me a brief, vague answer, and keep the limit below 5%!” Alexandra blurted out.

“She was an important part of that banquet,” Simon said.

"Remaining credit: 44%"

"Why did it drop by 1%!"

"Answering questions consumes 5%, and controlling spending consumes 1%."

Alexandra thought that if she had a fist, she would definitely smash it into Simon's face.

In such a short time, my credit limit has dropped from 150% to only 44%!

Was Elizabeth also quite angry with this bastard at that time? Was her desire to drink his blood partly due to the anger she had suffered before?