My magic panel is too numerical.

Roman felt like all his muscle training had been for nothing.

Indeed, he was just a beast tamer with a weak physical body, and sometimes he envied the Holy Sword Wielder who had physical enhancements.

"Roman? You look terrible."

As Pharos approached, he noticed that his close friend's face had darkened, and he looked like he had indulged in excessive sexual activity.

Looks like he's been completely drained...

Putting aside her appearance, Miss Serena's figure was indeed outstanding.

Thinking back carefully, it was clearly the body of a mature woman, with two large breasts drooping slightly, a seductive waistline, and a plump, round peach-like shape.

The real Miss Serena is only 19 years old, which is the most agile and vigorous period of a young girl. With daily exercise, where did she get that peachy plumpness?

Roman looked up and saw his good brother, and immediately rushed forward to hug Pharos's leg.

She started howling without any shame:

"Oh no... Pharos, what should I do? My Vanessa left me..."

I was trying to fake crying, but as I kept wailing, tears started flowing uncontrollably.

He had no airs of being a young master and cried like a child, wiping his snot and tears all over Pharos's trousers.

Passersby didn't recognize him as the young master and pointed at him.

Hey, you're such a muscular hunk... can't you pay attention to your public image?

Faros grinned, and could only try to comfort the child while asking what had happened.

……

They chose a coffee shop nearby and sat down.

The coffee shop is very large. It is said that the owner is an artist who often holds his own art exhibitions on the second floor. If he has a favorite painting, he will also post it on the first floor.

Enjoying coffee and admiring the various graffiti artworks inside the shop is a unique feature of this place.

"Around when did you two meet?" Pharos handed Roman a cup of calming Earl Grey tea.

"About two days ago."

"He's already acting like he's going to die after only two days?" Pharos was somewhat surprised.

How did you two meet?

"By chance, my father asked me to learn how to collect street rent, and that's how I met her. I felt that she looked a lot like one of my deceased relatives, so I struck up a conversation with her..."

Deceased...family member? Pharos silently repeated.

But what he saw was clearly Miss Serena.

Could it be that the woman's face looks different to everyone?

Pharos fell into deep thought, wanting to verify this conjecture.

So, I asked the boss for a pencil and a drawing board.

In his previous life, as an art student, Pharos was quite confident in his sketching abilities.

"Could you describe Miss Vanessa's facial features in detail?"

He wanted to try to create a composite portrait of the young lady.

Roman glanced at Pharos, who was holding a paintbrush, and gave him a strange look: "I didn't even know my best friend could paint?"

"I'm just a beginner... If you don't mind, I'd like to give it a try."

"No... My friend wants to paint a portrait of the person I admire; that's a wonderful thing." Roman nodded.

His red-rimmed eyes stared blankly out the window as he began to describe her in detail: "She was a Rune like me. Her features weren't as deep-set, but they were very defined and delicate. Her eyes were big and bright... Most importantly, her red hair was exactly the same as the one of my deceased relatives in my memory!"

Pharos was completely confused.

I was in a bit of a dilemma, so I could only draw a young woman who looked similar to the stereotype.

"Her nose isn't quite right; it's on the petite side... Let's fix her eyes to make them more bright and luminous. Um... her face has a little bit of baby fat..."

Pharos had Roman revise his description, and it became much smoother.

Half an hour later.

"Wow~ That's amazing! Pharos, your drawing skills are good enough to get you into an art school!" Roman exclaimed in surprise as he picked up the drawing paper.

Come on, anyone who becomes an art student in this lifetime is a dog.

"How similar are they?" Pharos asked.

"At least 8 points or higher," Roman replied.

Pharos carefully observed the girl in the painting. He had to admit that she was indeed a striking beauty, but not enough to make a gangster's son so infatuated.

There was another question that puzzled him.

The woman in the painting is actually quite young, about the same age as 16-year-old Eileen.

But the woman's figure was clearly not that of a young girl.

"Could you describe what happened after you met?" Pharos seemed to have grasped some key information and wanted to know more.

"When we first met, I was completely stunned. She looked so much like a deceased family member of mine, so I struck up a conversation with her. At first, she was very shy..."

Roman recounted his experience of peacocks displaying their plumage...

"And then...you slept together that night?" Pharos's eyes widened.

"She's different! Other women throw themselves at me, but my Vanessa took a long time to win me over with my sweet talk."

"But you went to bed together that night!"

"She is truly special, and we are attracted to each other."

"But you've only known each other for a day... no, a few hours!"

"She's such a good girl!"

Would a good girl sleep with a man she'd only known for a few hours?

"..." Roman scratched his head, hugged his head with both arms and continued, "That night, I don't know what happened. Usually when I sleep with other girls, I can last a long time... but that time... I only lasted 3 minutes."

Pharos looked at Roman strangely.

So that's why he got dumped. But then again, it makes sense; men really can't hold on when faced with women who really rub them the wrong way.

However, the muscular young master Roman was defeated in a short time; that woman is no simpleton either.

"So...you today?"

"I specifically sought out a famous mage who cast a spell on me to enhance my stamina. I want to prove myself to Vanessa..." Roman explained.

"And then, the other party didn't agree?"

Roman nodded silently.

Pharos then said, "Haven't you ever wondered why this woman looks so much like your family?"

"I feel... this is a chance God has given me to win her back..." Roman recounted his longing and regret for that family member, "There are so many things I haven't had a chance to tell her..."

Pharos fell into deep thought.

I've confirmed something, and there's something very strange about this.

In everyone's eyes, that woman's appearance was different.

Is this some kind of magic?

Transformation magic does exist, but what is the principle behind magic that allows everyone to see a different appearance?

Mr. William once said a rule of magic: magic must be actively controlled by the caster in order to be released.

Magic is a tool, a weapon for killing, but this weapon does not kill on its own; it requires active control.

Magic that can induce hallucinations certainly exists, but only if the other party understands your inner world. Vanessa clearly doesn't know Roman, yet she can materialize Roman's family members onto herself.

Miss Vanessa was clearly not actively controlling magic; it was a passive skill.

...What is the principle behind this?

What are the patterns?

Why do I see Miss Serena?

Pharos had a series of questions running through his mind.

Oh, and there's one more crucial question... What things have passive skills?

Pharos glanced at Miss Crow, who was watching the drama unfold.