My magic panel is too numerical.

Pharos stared blankly at the scene.

Miss Venus has collapsed, seriously injured!?

Is this the White Giant's backup plan?

Is this another case of the white giant fishing?

But... that giant has indeed been destroyed, hasn't he?

A series of questions caused strong turmoil and self-doubt in Pharos's heart, as if the seemingly stable and positive situation had suddenly become unpredictable again.

In an instant, the surrounding priests erupted in chaos, and everyone panicked.

Although the priests of Dawntown might not be too keen on having anything to do with Vena, the sight of the seriously injured Miss Vena still made everyone present feel a chill.

No matter what, they came here to provide support. If they die here, the church will definitely hold them accountable.

"Help...help! Help!" someone shouted from the crowd.

But no one dared to step forward, unsure whether it was a trap set by the white giants, fearing a potential attack.

By the way, these priests can't see that the vengeful spirit has already been destroyed...

Pharos carefully looked around to make sure there were no more vengeful spirits, then went forward alone, lifted Miss Vina's body, and held her in his arms.

Pharos roared, "There's no danger here! Save them!"

Upon hearing this, the priests suddenly realized what was happening and gathered around.

…………

Across from the Church of Dawn, there is a hospital.

"I say, Mr. Pharos, you really are a womanizer, you dare to go up there in that situation?" Odegaard exclaimed.

"I have a high level of intuition and can see unclean things..." Pharos explained.

"Brother, I never knew you had such a unique skill. I have to admit, your talent is enviable, and you have a remarkable 'spirit'."

Pharos questioned, "If I don't go, will you abandon Miss Venere?"

"This is indeed too dangerous. Nobody knows why Wiener suddenly vomited blood and collapsed. In this situation, self-preservation is the right thing to do."

"That really is... all thanks to me," Pharos boasted.

He didn't look well; he had experienced a lot of stress today and was physically and mentally exhausted.

Feeling cold and damp all over, he thought he might have caught a cold.

This is only his first day as a mage... he thought to himself helplessly.

"Relax, Miss Venere is out of danger. The exact cause is still unclear, but it's basically confirmed to be the work of that white giant," said Erdgo.

"How so?"

"Intelligence! Intelligence!" Erd raised an eyebrow. "I can't keep letting myself get away with this, can I?"

"Never mind... I'm a little tired too, I'm going home now." Pharos yawned deeply.

"Hey, hey, don't go... Okay, I'll tell you," Odegaard said with a "I can't do anything with you" look on his face.

Tell me about it.

"Miss Venere has spiritual trauma, as if she has been torn apart."

"It's been split?"

Pharos frowned and repeated it, remembering Miss Christina's words that the "Raven" in his hand also possessed the ability to split souls.

Could it be that... that giant still has abilities that haven't been discovered yet?

Faros left the hospital with doubts.

…………

"Every gift... comes with a price tag... Li Su, you are the only one cursed by fate..."

Pharos suddenly opened his eyes and sat up abruptly.

He was panting heavily, his vest soaked with sweat.

He hadn't been called by that name in a long time, but subconsciously, he would still respond to it.

"Brother? What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Eileen's groggy voice came from above.

Pharos and Eileen sleep in the same room. Because it is a bunk bed, every move the siblings make is quite noticeable. Originally, Uncle Anthony planned to move to a new house this year, but it has been delayed because of that illness.

Her younger sister, Eileen, didn't complain either.

"Huff huff huff... I was probably too tired during the day."

He rubbed his head and looked around, but didn't see Miss Crow.

"Looks like... Miss Raven went out for a stroll..." Pharos thought to himself.

…………

Morning, 12 Winchester Street, Dawntown.

Pharos, who had just gotten up, went to the rooftop to practice magic as usual, but after trying again and again, he still couldn't ignite "Holy Flame".

"That's too deadly. If only this world had lighters..."

What is a lighter?

"It's like a fully automatic magic machine; you can just press a button and flames will appear."

"Those kinds of products are already available on the market; you can buy them at high-end luxury stores in Castile."

Pharos was taken aback. "You know so much about this?"

"Do you think I watch you sleep every night? Am I that bored?"

"That makes sense. Rich girls love shopping." Pharos thought it made perfect sense, but it was also quite torturous to just look at things without being able to buy them.

"How's it going? Ready to add the points?" Miss Crow asked expectantly, feeling that she was one step closer to her body.

Pharos nodded slightly and touched the spell section.

[Spell Power +7, Custom Points -7]

[Intelligence: Language 2; Knowledge 2; Skills 10]

[Note: Specializing in spells increases your proficiency in casting magic. Spell 3 panel effect: The range and power of your used skills and spells +25%.]

[Passive skill "Raven's Soul" triggered, skill acquisition in progress...]

[Acquire skill: "Witch's Heart"]

[Witch's Heart: Passive skill. Automatically gain 1% proficiency in that spell for each unlearned spell cast observed. Level 5 spells are ineffective.]

Pharos and Miss Raven exchanged a glance, then were completely dumbfounded.

Wait a minute... isn't this luck a little too good?

Could there really be some unseen force watching over me?

Pharos recalled the nightmare he had that morning.

However, I can't quite remember the details of the dream... I only know that it was a terrible dream, one of the things I least wanted to see.

He had this feeling in his past life, like something terrible had happened that made him feel like his life was over.

This is often a sign of severe anxiety.

Am I anxious? Because of Miss Vina's matter?

Pharos's feelings became complicated; he looked at the panel with a mixture of joy and fear.

"Pharros... I've discovered it! You really! Really! Have incredibly good luck!" Miss Raven exclaimed.

With his attention back on the panel, Pharos's expression turned strange.

This is definitely a cheat-level magic, it feels... a bit like the Sharingan?

It's a pity there aren't many recordings in this world, otherwise, learning magic by watching recordings would make one invincible, right?

"Miss Raven...you go shopping often, have you discovered any underground boxing gyms or anything like that in Dawn Town?"

"You mean the arena matches? There aren't any in Dawn Town, but there are some in Castile City." Miss Raven was in a good mood, as if she could see her own body beckoning to her.

Pharos nodded thoughtfully. This would make learning magic much easier.

Then, Pharos saw a cat crouching next to the rooftop.

To be precise, it is a lynx kitten, which at first glance looks a bit like a Maine Coon.

But why are there lynxes here?

Just as Pharos was wondering, Miss Raven's feathers ruffled and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Gah gah!" She curled up in fear around Pharos's neck, the soft, multicolored black feathers tickling Pharos.

"How could it be such a lowly creature! Get away from it!"

The lynx tilted its head, and after confirming that it hadn't mistaken the person for someone else, it actually spoke: "Lady Christina asked me to pass on a message to you, meow."