You are all my wings!

As soon as he entered, the familiar Bisgi pounced on him, grabbed Leon, and prepared to kiss him passionately. Leon slapped him and pinned him to the corner of the wall, where his limbs thrashed about like a turtle flipping over.

Bisqi is a third-tier wandering spirit, but due to the familiar contract, she can be easily suppressed by Leon.

"Wow, you're already this cruel after just meeting? Not even a kiss?"

"At least change that lewd expression first."

"How could I possibly be lewd! In my previous life, countless priests and knights secretly flirted with me, but I was devoted to cultivation, sacred and noble, and disdained to pay them any attention!"

"You said it was before death, but the difference between life and death is huge."

"Sigh, I never thought that all my hard work for you would end up being despised. Sure enough, men only use sweet words and endless tenderness before they get a woman's body. Once the novelty wears off, all the vows, the moments of excitement, and the beautiful life are all fake, fake!"

Pfft, Leon couldn't help but laugh:

"What nonsense! You just lost a bet with me and were forced to sell yourself to me."

"Tch, you can't even say it?"

Bisji broke free from that theatrical, fake tone.

"Do you know that some things, if you say them too much, become true?"

"Wow, that's not what I thought."

"You better be."

After closing the door, Leon took out the mystery book box.

“Bisti, take a look at this cryptic text from the Astalia Cult. Can you decipher it?”

Bisji flew over, brought her face close to the book box, and kept observing it.

"It seems like it's possible, but it also seems like it's not."

"This ambiguous statement... Let me briefly explain the difficulty."

"The difficulty is that I recognize each of the individual cipher texts, but when they are put together, it is hard to figure out how to decipher them."

Leon made a contract with Bisquie for this day, knowing she could break it.

I didn't expect this lecherous woman to mess up at this crucial moment. It seems I need to provoke her a bit.

"Didn't you say you focused on cultivation during your life? You're only at the top five level, yet your esoteric text skills aren't up to par?"

"Although I don't want to admit it, that's really the case."

"It seems I have to admit that I miscalculated."

What did you miscalculate?

"The miscalculation was that you were so useless in the first five tiers. Maybe we should have replaced you with a more capable contracted familiar in the first place."

"Hmph! I'm angry!"

"If you can decipher this secret, I'll let you be angry and even help you acquire magical items that increase your soul power."

"Really?"

"Hurry up and stop talking nonsense. If you don't know how to solve it, just test it over and over until you do."

"okay."

Bisji scurried around the box of secret books, eagerly studying it.

She infused her magic and attempted to find a solution.

A magical glow, flashing and twinkling.

Lyon began clearing out clutter and letters from his home, preparing items and magic circles for the ascension ceremony.

The secret book box works on a similar principle to a combination lock. The combinations of secret codes are limited, so even if Bisji is unskilled, she shouldn't be unable to solve it.

Most of the letters were work-related to the court magicians, and since he had already taken leave, he planned to ignore them for now and read them after completing his advancement.

"Huh? A private letter from a Holy Maiden of the Vatican?"

Opening the mailbox, a large pile of letters fell to the ground.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that Britta had signed a whole stack of letters.

Lyon remembered that the Holy Maiden of the Church had previously recruited him as a strategist and given him a week to consider it.

He intended to reply later, but he didn't expect that entering the dungeon would delay him for two weeks.

"Greetings, Your Excellency Leon Belon. I am Britta von Hestia, the Third Saint of the Church of Astalia. Half of the week has passed since our last inquiry. What are your thoughts?"

This is the first one.

“Your Excellency Lyon Belon, four days have passed in a week. Although I have other options, I also greatly admire your talent and cannot bear to consider anything else. If you have a definite answer, I will visit you immediately.”

This is the second letter.

"It's been six days, why hasn't Your Excellency Lyon replied yet?"

The third letter.

"So you went to explore the dungeon. Well, we'll talk about it when you get back."

The fourth letter... Could this guy have sent someone to inquire with the magicians' guild?

A terrifying woman, like a stalker.

"Your Excellency Lyon..."

I didn't even bother to look through the rest of Lyon's letters. There were ten in total, all of them urging and greetings, written elegantly, with words that sometimes carried a hint of temper.

I never expected that Britta, a saint, would be so willing to swallow her pride and send me a relentless, daily urging.

If she lived in Lyon's previous life, she probably could make a dozen deadly phone calls in an hour.

The letter was not only handwritten by him, but the wording also seemed to inexplicably treat Lyon as an outsider.

Logically speaking, someone in her position should be very careful about the wording and content of her external correspondence, right?

Could it be that she has encountered some kind of trouble?

Or does she actually have some hidden fetish?

Well, I still have plenty of time for the Britta side quest, so I'll focus on my own tasks first and think about the others later.

Leon tossed the letter aside and began setting up the magic circle for the advancement and job change ceremony.

The auxiliary materials weren't expensive; they only cost 14 gold coins.

Of course, "not expensive" is relative.

This amount is enough for an average person to live on for most of their life.

It can only be said that anything involving the extraordinary will experience rapid inflation.

He hadn't spent the money to upgrade his equipment for the next exploration. He planned to wait until he met the guild's mage, and if the mage's skills were good, he would commission him to upgrade other equipment. This way, he could save some money and use it for other important occasions.

The core material for this ceremony is, of course, the elemental magic ring from the secret book box.

This thing has a built-in elemental balancing property, which is useful even later in the story.

Learning resources for advancing in a regular profession is not difficult to find.

However, the ritual knowledge of rare professions falls under the category of secret knowledge and can only be obtained by joining specific factions.

Fortunately, Lyon had experience from his previous life, and he remembered the ritual knowledge of the first few stages, which was not complicated.

Once he reached the fifth or sixth level, the rituals became extremely complex. He hadn't bothered to memorize them while playing the game, and he would need to rely on the knowledge of certain factions in the future.

Because it was simple, he completed the setup in just over an hour.

A typical six-pointed star array, with magical items that can activate elemental magic effects placed at each corner.

There are two empty spaces in the formation; one is for an ascended character, and the other is for placing an elemental magic ring.

The edges of the array's lines are inscribed with mysterious characters written in the blood of the Minotaur.

The Minotaur happens to possess all types of magic resistance, and its blood is perfectly suited as writing material for the mysterious script.

"Bishji, how's the progress in solving this puzzle?"

"I've tested dozens of arrangements, and I should be able to figure it out after another half of them."

Bored while waiting, Leon simply took out the Ice Slowing Horn and began to meditate, trying to resonate with the magical imagery of the Ice Slowing Magic and thereby grasp its essence.

The cool, frictiony sensation made his meditation feel exceptionally easy and comfortable.

He seemed to have delved deep into the depths of his soul.

The mental fatigue from the continuous activities over the past ten days with only a little sleep was immediately relieved.

Unconsciously, he entered a state of deep meditation.

Breathing becomes barely perceptible.

This is extremely rare.

It is the meditative state that magicians dream of.

Even Lyon, a master of various magical imagery, had never been able to enter a deep meditative state during meditation training before.

By being in this deep meditation for a long time, one's understanding, cognition, control, and overall level of magical imagery will naturally and continuously improve, making it difficult to reach a bottleneck.

Conversely, once one's mastery of various magical imagery reaches a certain level, it becomes easier to enter into deep meditation.

The two complement each other.

After five years of accumulating magical imagery, and the two weeks of exploration in the dungeon, numerous battles, overcoming crises, suppressing powerful enemies, applying magic, utilizing the magic of combat techniques, relaxing at home, and the stimulation of the Ice-Chilled Unicorn, he unknowingly touched upon this strange state of meditation.

……

Two hours later.

"Phew, it's finally solved."

Bisji looked on with an expression of utter exhaustion as she gazed at the slowly opening secret book box before her.

The elemental magic ring and a document lay quietly inside the book box.

"What's Lyon doing?"

Only then did she notice that Leon was setting up a magic circle in the living room.

"Deep meditation? This kid seems to have gained quite a bit from this dungeon exploration. Sigh, it's true what they say, comparisons are odious... Wait, I'm already a ghost."

Bisji is so sour.

She was a priestess in her previous life, a spellcaster, and could receive divine protection, making her a pretty good spellcaster.

In the realm of magic, he also has his own unique insights.

"By the way, speaking of which, Leon hasn't asked about Hamra yet, has he? I wonder what kind of reward he'll give me. It has to be ten times better than the cemetery package! Otherwise, I'll lick his face until he calls me 'Mommy'!"

Bisji began to daydream; she had already found Hamra's trail.

"Hey, this file."

She took out the secret document of the Astalia Cult from the book box.

"Bishji, don't look around, the consequences will be serious."

Bisquie turned her head and found that Leon had broken out of his meditative state, and his pair of golden pupils seemed to emit a mysterious light in the darkness.

"So handsome... Oh no, when did you come out of deep meditation?"

"Before you open the secret book box."

"That's not right, I just saw you were still in that state."

"You'll understand when you can enter deep meditation... Oh, sorry, I forgot you're a ghost and can't meditate anymore."

I'm angry!

Chapter 44 Advancement and Job Change

Leon took out the Elemental Ring and placed it in his palm.

This thing is a naturally formed ring-shaped object with a deep color and a surface texture similar to glass. Through the surface medium, you can see that there are occasional subtle magical lights flowing silently inside, which is quite like the starry sky on a cloudy day.