Fairy Tail: You said you were just acting, are you serious?

[Ability 1: Basic Physical Skills (D)]

[Effect: Grants basic melee combat and self-defense skills, while significantly enhancing the power of massage techniques.]

【Skill 2: Massage and Tuina (C)】

[Effects: Utilizing sophisticated massage techniques, it can quickly relieve physical fatigue and effectively improve stiffness.]

【Skill 3: Know-It-All (B)】

[Effect: Grants the user a wealth of knowledge related to various disciplines around the world, providing ample reserves of knowledge to handle unexpected daily situations and maintain the disguise.]

【Skill 4: Master of Communication (A)】

[Effect: Grants the user psychological insight and verbal manipulation abilities; the ability to read people's expressions, communicate, and persuade, at a level perfect for an average person, is comparable to that of a sophisticated con artist.]

【Ability 5: Learning Talent (A)】

[Effect: Quickly learns new things and magic, but learning efficiency gradually decreases as proficiency increases.]

Okay, so Reigen Arataka's abilities are actually...

Not bad?

This A-level card lives up to its rating, offering a total of five abilities. Besides basic physical skills and massage, the other three auxiliary abilities seem quite strong.

The abilities on these World Cards perfectly match the characters' personalities, and have obviously evolved into abilities suitable for use in the Fairy Tail world.

The interface for the Myriad Realms Character Cards provides detailed instructions. Once a card is equipped, all of its abilities can be used immediately. However, the effect of equipping a character card lasts for only three days.

To permanently acquire these abilities on the card, he must fully play the role within these three days. If he plays the role perfectly, he can choose the ability he wants when the card is settled.

Aside from that, there are no ways to spend money on this gacha pool; you can't change your fate by spending money, you can only rely on free draws.

The free draw starts after Ron uses up his first free draw, and then he has to wait three more days before he can draw again.

With things having come to this point, Ron had no choice but to equip the card to his character. With a thought, the card transformed into a stream of light and merged into his body.

[Character card successfully equipped, currently playing as: 1/1]

[Duration: 2 days, 23 hours, and 59 minutes]

[Current performance level: 1%]

Ron touched his body and found that there wasn't much change after the equipment was installed.

"I do feel a significant increase in grip strength, but I guess it's only good for massage."

"Then I'll have to wait three days to draw a good card, otherwise I don't know how to solve this debt problem."

Ron shook his head helplessly, picked up the law firm's debt envelope, and prepared to stuff it back into the drawer to avoid seeing it.

He glanced at the letter casually and suddenly frowned.

"No, there's something wrong with this letter."

He leaned closer to examine the handwriting and seal on the letter.

The ink on the stamp is of the wrong material, and the year on the paper does not match the claimed debt date in terms of paper aging. Not to mention the several obvious signs of forgery.

"These debts are fabricated?!"

Ron stared in shock, wondering how he hadn't noticed it before.

Ron then realized that it was his A-grade card that had taken effect.

Although Reigen Arataka does not have superpowers, as a seasoned veteran who has worked his way up in society and runs an exorcism agency, he has a wealth of social experience.

His extensive knowledge also includes methods for dealing with various contractual traps and legal issues here.

Ron secretly rejoiced. If he hadn't known, and had gone to the office a few days later with a blank mind to sign the document and admit to this exorbitant false account, he would have regretted it terribly!

Ron then thought about it carefully. Based on these forgery marks on paper, he realized that he was just a powerless child and couldn't just rush over and question them.

Since those people dared to openly try to seize the troupe and fabricate debts, they must have the support of internal personnel. The key to breaking the deadlock still lies within.

Ron looked down and thought for a moment. Who had his parents temporarily entrusted the theater troupe to?

It seems I'll have to go to the theater troupe myself and ask.

"However, there is an even more important problem."

Ron looked down at his childlike casual clothes.

Where around here can I buy children's suits?

……

Half an hour later, on the outskirts of Magnolia, the Pure White Theatre Company was performing in a huge tent.

Theatrical performance was underway inside, but the audience was sparse, with only two or three people scattered around, all of whom were dozing off.

The actors on stage lacked passion, delivering their lines listlessly and performing perfunctory actions, displaying the mindset of working people just waiting for the day to end.

A bald, middle-aged man was seen among the crowd.

Seeing this, Weiss couldn't help but sigh deeply and shake his head.

Although it's the afternoon session and the crowd shouldn't be large, given the dismal performance of the past few days, even in the evening, the audience will likely be quite small.

Weiss touched his shiny scalp and said with a troubled expression, "We really can't do without the commander and his wife."

Weiss is a veteran member of the theater company; he has worked diligently in the company since the day Pure White Theater was founded.

Ron's parents were both magicians who came from a theatrical troupe, and the Pure White Troupe was a troupe they created by combining magic and drama.

Back then, the Pure White Theatre Company relied on dazzling magical special effects to perform dramas based on classic stage scripts. This novel performance style was once all the rage, and tickets were hard to come by.

However, times have changed. With the rise of various new forms of entertainment in Magnolia and the lack of innovation in the troupe, all the old employees have now left, some leaving and others changing jobs.

The troupe leader and his wife had no interest in performing anymore and went on a trip out of town after a long absence, temporarily entrusting the troupe to this honest man.

As a behind-the-scenes staff member, Weiss is good at coordination and logistics, but he doesn't know how to attract investment or innovate scripts, so he is powerless to change the current situation of the theater troupe.

He was terrified that if the troupe leader returned in a few months, the troupe would have to prepare to disband.

"Hello, Uncle Weiss."

Just then, a greeting came from behind Weiss.

Weiss paused for a moment, then immediately recognized the voice as Ron's. He quickly turned around and said:

"Good morning, Young Master Ron. What brings you here today... ah?"

When he turned his head, Weiss was stunned.

Ron, standing before them, was wearing an unusual grey suit, with a white shirt as his usual inner layer, and a flashy pink tie around his neck.

Ron was even carrying a somewhat worn business briefcase, making him look like a little adult.

"It's been so long since we last met. I came here to see Uncle Weiss."

Ron then noticed Uncle Weiss's puzzled expression at his attire. He glanced down at his cheap suit and said without a hint of arrogance:

"Oh, this suit was a gift from a lady at the flea market when I passed by."

After saying that, Ron confidently raised his head, puffed out his chest, and ostentatiously displayed his inexpensive suit.

Ron was in a good mood at the moment.

He had planned to haggle the price down to a reasonable level before buying the suit, but the woman, hearing how happy he was with his compliments, simply gave it to him for free.

"I'm glad you're happy, Mr. Ron."

Seeing this, Weiss's lips twitched slightly, and he could only awkwardly laugh along with him.

Weiss felt that the young master's mood was different today than usual.

And he also exudes a mysterious self-confidence?

"By the way, has anything happened in the theater troupe lately?"

Ron asked casually at this point.

Upon hearing this, Weiss's eyes flickered slightly. He subconsciously touched his bald head and said with a smile:

"Just like any other day, what else could happen?"

Ron frowned slightly. He had caught Weiss's little movements during their brief conversation.

After equipping the character card, Ron's observation skills were significantly enhanced. He could easily analyze others through their small movements and micro-expressions, and he could clearly distinguish between their truths and lies.

Is Uncle Weiss having a problem? What is he hiding from me?

“Young Master Ron, it’s not convenient to talk here. Let me take you to the commander’s study to chat.”

Upon hearing Weiss's words, Ron's slightly furrowed brow vanished instantly, replaced by a smile.

"Okay, take me there."

The two of them left the tent one after the other, and walked along the dirt path covered with fallen leaves to the nearby temporarily rented study.

After pushing open the front door, Ron walked into the room and the first thing he saw was a leather sofa in front of the desk that could comfortably accommodate three people.

Ron's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself:

'This sofa is the one I've decided on.'

From Weiss's perspective, he saw Ron excitedly carrying his briefcase, waddling along on his short legs to the sofa.

"It's so good to be a child, carefree."

Weiss smiled and shook his head, then casually closed the door.

When he turned around, he was shocked.

The original bare leather sofa now has a white towel pad on it.

The coffee table in front of the sofa was now neatly filled with various labeled bottles of essential oils and several jars of kitchen salt.

Ron stood respectfully to the side, his hands clasped in front of him, a slight smile on his face:

"Uncle Weiss, lie down."

Weiss stared wide-eyed at Ron, completely bewildered, and involuntarily began to complain in his mind.

'Young Master Ron, what are you doing?'

Did you bring these things in your briefcase?!

Chapter 3 Heading to Fairy Tail

"Look at me!"

Ron gave a soft shout and began to pound Vees' left shoulder repeatedly with both hands. The stiff shoulder gradually relaxed under Ron's blows, and the other tense muscles nearby also gradually loosened.

"Ah, this feels so good~"

After being pounded by Ron, Weiss, who was lying flat on the sofa, gradually relaxed and began to enjoy the sour feeling.

Weiss couldn't help but let out a strange, pleasurable groan, letting Ron continue massaging his shoulders.

"Uncle Weiss, you're just overworking yourself. You've done so much for the troupe, haven't you?"

Ron continued to press on Wes's shoulders while comforting Wes in a caring tone.

At this moment, Weiss was too lazy to even open his eyes, and upon hearing Ron's warm greeting, he casually replied:

"It's nothing, it's just what I should do."

Ron: "Really? What are they doing now?"

In a comfortable state, people gradually lower their psychological defenses and begin to speak their minds.

"It's nothing. I just do whatever the commander tells me to do. But I'm not even as good as your father, am I?"

"How could that be? You're so experienced, these things won't be difficult for you."

Ron treated it as casual conversation and waited for Weiss's response.

"Sigh, you just don't understand."

At this moment, Weiss just wanted to vent his dissatisfaction.

"Recently, the band members have started to ostracize me. My authority is no longer enough to command respect; I can't compare to the band leader."

Ron, having grasped the key point, continued to press: