My wife, who's in a vegetative state, please stop eavesdropping on my thoughts.

It was as if a single thought could tear everything in front of them apart.

"what--"

"Ha ha--"

Hahahahahaha!!!

Oliver couldn't help but throw his head back and laugh wildly with ecstatic joy, his face flushed red with an almost twisted intoxication.

The whirlwind he condensed in his palm grew stronger and stronger, scattering the letters and quills on the table everywhere. The candlelight flickered wildly in the gale, casting distorted and chaotic shadows on the wall.

"This is... an 8th-order sequence?"

"Is this the power of the climatologist approach?!"

Before, Oliver was like an ordinary person who could only sense the wind, but now he is like a god who stands in the middle of a storm and controls the weather.

They can command the wind and rain, and are omnipotent.

This is--

8th-order sequence, climatologist!!!

After a brief period of euphoria and catharsis, Oliver quickly lowered his voice.

After all, it's late at night, so it's not good to make too much noise.

Although he still had some self-awareness, the fanaticism and arrogance on his face could no longer be concealed. His eyes seemed to be burning with two clusters of silver flames, and his whole person exuded a dangerous aura.

"This is true power..."

"This is true transcendence!!"

"No, something's not right..."

"That's absolutely not true!!!"

"Such terrifying power is definitely not something one can possess just by stepping into the 8th rank!!"

Oliver muttered to himself in a frenzied manner, the folds of his brain smoothed out by the surge of supernatural power.

After being puzzled for half a minute, he quickly found the answer.

"Oh right, I see. Usually, only ordinary people would embark on the path of becoming a drug addict."

"To date, there should be no known case of a nobleman becoming a climate master!!"

"In other words, even though I was awakened by drinking a magic potion, my extraordinary talent is inherently higher than that of commoners who awaken naturally?"

"Because ordinary people lower the average strength, the path of wind addicts has been severely underestimated by the world!!"

"That's right, that's exactly it, otherwise—"

"How could I think I'm so strong? Hahahaha!!!"

The words fell.

Only Oliver's low, triumphant laughter remained in the room, echoing in the darkness.

The sound lingered for a long time.

Perhaps, he really has become so powerful that he can instantly kill everything!

As for Weiss and Lorne, they were simply two people standing by the roadside...

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Time flies.

Before we knew it, there were only two days left until the assessment date.

The day to decide whether to stay or leave is drawing ever closer.

Weiss lay in bed, his hands behind his head, staring blankly at the night view outside the window, where a light drizzle was falling.

He's had a relatively peaceful few days.

Occasionally bickering with Nefertir is not boring, and it also helps me make some progress in the exploration.

"But then again—"

"What's going on with Oliver lately?"

"Why do you have such a sinister smile these past few days..."

Thinking about Oliver's recent changes, Weiss became thoughtful.

At first, that guy would try to play the role of a polite aristocrat.

In the last few days, it's as if he's completely stopped acting.

Whenever their eyes meet, he sneers.

"Could it be...?"

"He's the only one left breathing in his family photo? He can finally inherit the family fortune!?"

"Buzzing!!"

However, Weiss had only gotten halfway through his sentence.

The crescent ring in his hand suddenly trembled violently, spinning wildly on his finger as if performing an abdominal bar workout.

"Wei Xiao, no swinging inside the house!!"

"And what the hell, do you want to hear jokes or swear words?"

He cursed in an annoyed tone.

These past few days, Weiss has almost figured out what Wei Xiao's jokes are all about.

This guy seems to prefer abstract jokes to real jokes.

Just as Weiss was getting a little annoyed by Wei Xiao's inexplicable burst of maniacal laughter—

"boom!!!"

With a thud.

A deafening roar suddenly erupted in the mansion, shaking the entire building and causing the picture frames hanging on the wall to tilt slightly.

Startled, Weiss immediately sat up.

No, who made this commotion?

Anyone who didn't know better would think the Selenes family mansion had been attacked...

however.

Seconds later, as the shrill screams of several maids echoed through the mansion, accompanied by the sounds of heavy objects collapsing and glass shattering, Weiss's expression suddenly became somewhat strange.

"no......"

"So it really was attacked!?"

"The villain is awesome!!"

Weiss had just uttered a remark when his door was kicked open.

Under the moonlight, a masked man dressed in black walked in.

The opponent was extremely agile, holding a short knife in his hand. Without uttering a single word, he slashed directly at Weiss's throat.

The entire attack lasted less than 3 seconds.

An ordinary person would have been hacked to death without warning.

However......

The strange thing is...

The gleaming short sword stopped just a fraction of a meter from Weiss's neck.

It was as if they were frozen in time, unable to move forward even a step.

Even though the man in black had tried his best, he was still unable to swing his sword.

Even the tiger's mouth was about to be cracked by the invisible wind resistance.

Under the incredulous gaze of the other party.

Weiss even had the composure to calmly add a sarcastic remark:

"The ones who'll start hacking at anyone they see are coming..."

Chapter 23: The Real Test, the Decision of Staying or Leaving!

The night was dark, and a light rain was falling outside the window.

Wet raindrops slid slowly down the window, reflecting the completely frozen pupils of the man in black inside.

He looked like he'd seen a ghost, his arm gripping the dagger trembling violently, veins bulging, and blood vessels in his hand about to burst.

However, the gleaming dagger remained stuck in front of the silver-haired boy's neck, as if it were firmly nailed to the air by an invisible wind barrier.

No matter how hysterically he exerted himself, he couldn't move forward even a millimeter.

Weiss stared blankly into the other person's eyes.

After advancing to the 8th rank of the Climatologist path, he can analyze the other person's inner state clearly in a single glance.

It was mixed with confusion, bewilderment, incomprehension, and horror.

My feelings are very complicated, but... is there no murderous intent?

How could an assassin who would have attacked him on sight not have any murderous intent?

That's a bit strange.

Weiss tilted his head.

"While you might just be trying to scare me, or it could be aimed at the rest of the Selenes family."

I won't kill you until I've investigated the situation.

"But we can't just let you get away unscathed..."

As the words fell, the man in black began to breathe heavily.

Weiss slightly bent his right index finger.

In the blink of an eye, an invisible blast of wind suddenly spread out.

"boom!!"

A loud bang.

The man in black was instantly sideways out of sight, as if a dump truck had crashed into him; he and his knife were blasted away by this invisible force.

He crashed heavily against the wall outside the corridor, smashing a large section of the wall with a spiderweb-like crack.

He lost consciousness on the spot.

Then, the man in black slowly slid down the wall and finally collapsed to the ground.

The dagger flew out of his hand and bounced twice on the floor.

Weiss stepped out of the guest room through the broken door and looked down at the other person with some confusion.

"Not a superhuman, just an ordinary person?"

"Isn't this just courting death by coming to the Selenis family?"

"Pure performance art has arrived..."

Weiss had absolutely no idea what these attackers meant.

Although the person in front of me is just an ordinary human being.

But judging from the loud noise just now, it's clear that some superhuman was causing trouble.

After a moment of contemplation, Weiss put his hands in his pockets and strolled leisurely toward Elune's room.

"No matter what happens, we should prioritize protecting the heroine chosen by the World Book."

"It would be terrible if something happened to that woman in a vegetative state..."