Wrong, my skills refresh every week

"Hey... tell me again."

"I... I'm not a bad slime..."

Ciel pouted, his face flushed with shame: "If you have the guts...just say it again!"

"Eh ...

Ciel grabbed the slime's round mucus and shouted, "Why don't you transform yourself? You're just saying you're not a bad slime. Who are you trying to scare?!"

"What a shame~~~~~~"

Charles was very angry. All his life's wisdom was wasted on this unfortunate heretic.

Charles admitted that he was terrified.

I was afraid that the slime would suddenly explode and swallow Alfia.

Slime is also very scared now.

Next to Charles, several dried slime corpses were placed next to the campfire, and the scary little devil girl was still playing with the thunderbolt.

She thought back to the dream.

Ah, why did I have to meet him!

Charles poked the slime with a depressed look on his face. Although he had obtained a talking heretic slime, he was indeed very happy. It seemed that his plan to cultivate his cute king could really begin.

But… the key is that the process was so embarrassing that it could be listed in the top three of Ciel’s social death rankings! The first one was the second-year declaration in front of his sister.

Alfia leaned against the grizzly bear and gave him a puzzled look: "You haven't told me what's so special about this slime yet?"

Charles glared at me with a red face: "Wow! Yamelo!"

He held up the slime, and shouted loudly, "Just wait, she will eat the black dragon one day! Things may change over time, don't look down on the slime because it's poor!"

Slime: Eh? Black dragon?

Alfea blinked. “So, it’s weak now?”

Alfia didn't understand why Ciel would rely on a slime to defeat the black dragon. Was he under too much pressure recently?

I didn't agree to let him use my lap as a pillow before, so he is listless and has hallucinations?

“Hmm…” Charles felt Alfia’s complicated gaze, his face flushed, and he squatted back in the corner and drew circles.

Just wait, I will definitely raise a slime that can eat the black dragon!

Ciel stared at the slime with his eyes sparkling, his expression a little broken: "Hey... you can do it~~~, if you can't do it, your compatriots over there will be the same fate~."

"Eh—I can do anything!"

"Very good." Ciel lay down, his nose against the slime's "nose": "From today on, your name is Rimuru, understand?"

|?ω?｀)

"Yes! Sir!"

Nodding with satisfaction, Ciel took out a few magic stone fragments and a magic orange from his backpack, mixed them together and handed them to Rimuru.

"Okay, eat. You are of no use now. Get stronger quickly."

"Yes! Boss! I will try my best!"

Not daring to resist, the slime bounced over, opened its body and swallowed all the materials in front of Ciel into its body, followed by many bubbles rising in the blue solution, digesting the magic stone and orange bit by bit.

"Now I can only be a trash can..." Charles held his chin with a helpless look on his face.

……

Two days passed quickly, and the stolen [Dark Sacrifice] returned to the prize pool.

Charles opened another bottle of renewal medicine he carried with him, dripped a drop, unlocked the grace, and then used the divine text to renew himself. It's not his fault that he was frugal, as the reserves of divine blood were running low.

Charles level 3.

Strength: I0→I50 Durability: I0→I71 Dexterity: I0→H105 Agility: I0→I67 Magic: I0→SSS3707

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After nine days of non-stop monster hunting, except for the great improvement in magic, the other attributes are just crawling.

Charles was a little uncomfortable with this. Without any special skills, his attributes were growing too slowly. This was just the beginning, and it was hard to imagine how slow the speed would be after he reached level D in the future.

However, Charles is very satisfied with his current situation. His magic level is maxed out and is still at level 3, with a magic value of nearly 4000 points. He can already compete with a level 4 wizard in terms of power.

His current strength, in Orario, is considered to be at the upper middle level. Except for the first level adventurers, most level 4s would not be his match.

at the moment……

"Let's go, go back."

Ciel was riding on Pochi's back, holding Alpha in his arms and carrying Rimuru on his head. The big bear was leisurely swinging his hips, and under the escort of Alfia, he left the White Palace.

It would take three days to return to the ground from here without sleep.

Charles had no plans to continue refreshing his abilities. There were less than 15 days left until the agreed seven days of death, and he needed to reserve refresh times to deal with the complicated situation.

……

at the same time.

Artificial labyrinth, Knossos.

"Quick, search!"

"no!"

"Not here either!"

Adventurers dressed in gorgeous combat uniforms and with agile figures were galloping through the passage.

During the time that Charles was immersed in the maze, the clan led by Finn used the information obtained from Astraea and the key in Fels' hand to open the door to the 18th floor of the artificial maze.

For more than ten days, the Dark Faction remained inactive, giving Finn a lot of breathing space. He ruthlessly used the jester and, based on intelligence gathered from various investigations, took the initiative to attack the Dark Faction's headquarters, attracting the attention of other evil gods.

He then secretly deployed his troops and opened the door to the 18th floor with the fatal information.

However, when he called on his arch-enemy Freya's family to join him with great ambitions, he came to nothing.

The adventure group of hundreds of people searched three levels of the maze and fell into countless traps, but they didn't find even a single faction cadre.

At this time, on the 14th floor of the artificial maze, Finn was holding the "eye crystal" used for communication, biting his thumb and thinking.

The coalition forces' losses were not great, so he could certainly continue to arrange for the coalition forces to search. Perhaps they would encounter the enemy's main god on the next level, but there was a greater possibility of encountering traps and main forces.

He thought of countless possibilities, but he never thought that the dark faction would almost give up resistance.

"This is not like Valetta's character..., what is she doing?" Finn recalled the policies of his old rival.

The dwarf Grace held his giant axe and said, "Maybe it's because we were caught off guard and didn't react in time."

"If you say that we attacked the uninhabited stronghold because of a surprise attack, that's obviously too far-fetched. But why did he retreat when I was trapped in the enemy's camp?" Finn was puzzled: "According to Valetta's personality, he should be eager to fight me!"

"Oh no, this might be a trap." Grace warned, "If the enemy's main force is not in the maze, then they must be somewhere else! We must go back and rescue them!"

Finn bit his thumb. This time there was no pain to remind him, but the unexpectedly strange situation made it impossible for him to make an accurate judgment.

He recalled the metal door on the first floor that couldn't be opened, and a feeling of uneasiness arose in his heart.

"retreat……"

Finally, he gave an order into the "Eye Crystal".

Whether they are waiting in the depths of the maze, preparing a trap that will kill them with one strike, or they are making a roundabout way to attack the city, you can stop advancing.

It has been quite some time since the surprise attack, and the meaning of the attack has long been lost. Instead of rushing into the enemy's trap, it is better to quit while the going is good.

……

At the control console in the center of the 10th floor, Valetta and Balka breathed a sigh of relief as they watched the Familiar Alliance leave like a tide:

"Fuck! Are you really gone?"

Chapter 156 Finn, you bastard!

The tenth floor of the maze, the central hall.

This is the deepest part of the man-made maze that adventurers cannot reach.

A stone platform with a huge red orb stood in the middle.

A scruffy, tired-looking white-haired man pressed the crystal ball, and a simplified map of the maze flashed above it.

At this time, the artificial maze had not yet introduced projection technology for monitoring channels, but it was still possible to judge the enemy's strategy progress by triggering the mechanisms.

Below them were the coalition forces of hundreds and thousands of adventurers, and above them was the architect guarding the maze alone. The situation, which should have been one-sided, was inexplicably deadlocked.

Balka stared at the console in a daze. The maze map on it had already sensed that the door to the 18th floor had been reopened. The situation that should have been hopeless had actually turned around?

With dark circles under his eyes, Balca stared gloomily at Valetta, who had an equally strange expression on his face.

"How do you explain that?"

"Explanation? What explanation?" Valetta kicked the operating table hard, but was stopped by Barca.

"Do you still want to destroy my last defense equipment?"

"I……"

Valetta lowered her head, her messy pink bangs covering her murderous eyes:

"Finn, that Finn! What are you doing! What the hell are you doing? Why aren't you advancing! Why are you retreating!"

From the moment the heroes rushed into the maze, Varetta let out an excited and cruel smile. She thought this was the best opportunity to kill Finn. With the various traps in the maze and tens of thousands of fire stones, no adventurer could escape from this prison.

When she told her companions about this decision, she was met with caution and suspicion.

"That's not necessary. The plan has already entered its final stage. It doesn't matter even if the labyrinth is sacrificed."

"No need to make any unnecessary moves. Just conserve your strength and wait for the tyrants to ravage you."

"If we fight the brave at this time, we will suffer heavy casualties. How can we cooperate with the tyrants? Haven't you forgotten the lesson of besieging and killing the jester?"

"Valetta, you don't want to meet Finn again!"

Due to their strength, the cadres of the dark faction were unable to take action against Valetta, but she could no longer mobilize them as she had lost their trust.

"What we have to do is wait for the triumphant return of the Tyrant and Lord Erebus."

"So, we have to retreat. Let's go to the port city of Melun to avoid the attack."

Thinking back to the faces of those stink bugs, Valetta was helpless. She couldn't believe that she was so stupid that she could be easily played around by Finn.

Unexpectedly...

The facts slapped Valetta hard in the face.

In Valetta's eyes, Finn's departure was just fear, but in the eyes of others, it was the exact opposite.

'It doesn't match the previous intelligence', 'It might be a trap', 'There's an insider who terminated the deal'.

Well, without following Valetta's orders and without spending a single soldier, you directly persuaded the adventurer coalition of Orario to retreat?

What else is there to say?

“Ha…” Valetta suddenly hugged her head and looked up: “Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha, Finn~!!! Finn, you bastard! Aaaaaaahhh!”

Valetta laughed and cried, holding her head and stomping the ground. “It’s okay now. After all these years, I finally become Finn’s companion! Hahahaha, this is so funny! Hahaha.”

"Isn't it?" Balka remained silent: "How did they know the information about the man-made maze? And they also got the key?"

"Ah~ yes! I am now an undercover agent sent by Finn! Are you satisfied?!" Valetta's eyes widened and her lips split: "Hahahaha——"

"Have you admitted it?" Barka asked in a prim and proper manner.

"Hahaha, I don't know! I can't tell!" Valetta grabbed Balca's neck: "Answer me, who do I belong to?"

Balka's face was as pale as water: "If so, we can join them now. This maze is also very important to them."

Valetta suddenly felt bored and threw Balka into the corner: "Ah? Boring."

Then he couldn't help laughing again: "Me? Finn's undercover? Haha...hahaha, how interesting!"