Wrong, my skills refresh every week

I don't want to plan to drop an atomic bomb, but end up reaching into my pocket and pulling out a lighter. Or when I'm running out of energy, I want to make a fireball, but it turns out to be an explosion magic.

There is no reminder of insufficient magic points in this world. The effect of mental fatigue is direct coma.

Of course, at a critical moment, it is possible to suddenly burst out and deliver a heroic blow that determines the victory. This may be the charm of miracles.

"Compared to this magic with the highest degree of unexpectedness, I am more interested in this additional state!"

"Pandora of the Second Dimension" draws skills, and luck plays an absolute dominant role.

"Based on the experience of extracting skills these two times, the probability of extracting a big move is much lower than that of an inferior and disappointing small skill. Or is there a level limit? For example, level 4 or level 6?"

"The higher your luck, the lower the chance of drawing useless skills, and the easier it is to get a big move."

The next ability refresh will be in six days. For now, the "Ring of Miracles" can be a tool for me to exercise my magic power, or a last resort when I encounter unsolvable difficulties.

"But, what kind of E is this lucky E? E, FGHI? This fifth level is pretty high. If it's the Lancer's E... emmm."

……

In a deserted dead end, Charles folded the "Reversed Spirit Veil" on his body and put it in the leather adventurer's waist bag he had borrowed from the Fels warehouse.

This waist bag is also a magic item, made of special monster leather, which has extremely terrifying elasticity and ductility, and can hold more items. At the same time, its pockets fit tightly to the skin and are not easy to lose.

Charles counted the harvest.

"In addition to awakening magic and the "Reversing Spirit Veil", I also took a lot of miscellaneous magic items. "Expandable waist bag", "Micro igniter", "Holy tree phonograph", "Corrosion fiber potion", "Substitute death ring"..."

"Tsk, what did I take..."

Not all items in Fels's collection are combat props.

What annoyed Charles the most was the lighter that looked like a toy gun.

Ciel smiled bitterly: "I thought I could perform American Iai, but... "

Among Fels's research, there was an achievement called the Magic Hand Cannon. Unfortunately, no finished product was seen in the emergency warehouse.

For example, there was a special Rubik's Cube made of the trunk of a Monkey King tree. I thought it was some amazing magic gift, but it turned out to be a portable speaker.

Ciel complained: "Who would listen to music with the branches of the Great Saint Tree? You better be more careful, Great Sage!"

Fortunately, there are also props that Charles can use, such as the same "Substitute Death Ring" that Seele gave to Bell, which can withstand a fatal attack.

Charles was not in a hurry to activate the ring. Now it seemed that the "Crispy College Student" was more attractive.

Thinking of the exciting scene, Charles jumped up out of habit and "dunked" at the short branch sticking out of the house. The moment he landed, his feet went soft and he fell to the ground.

"Shit, I forgot that being a crispy college student does have side effects."

He took off the hood of the "Sage's Shell" and checked his injuries. He didn't know when the incurable curse on him disappeared quietly!

With the life recovery of [Go Wherever You Want], his originally dying injuries had long since recovered, and his arms full of bones had grown white tender flesh again.

"Is this... the effect of this antique clothing?" Charles stared at the "Sage's Shell" on his body in surprise.

He didn't have any curse-breaking items on him, so if he had to choose a 'suspect', it would have to be this magic robe worth 500 million Faris.

"I didn't expect you to be such a treasure!"

Judging from the effect, this cloak can at least resist curses. If calculated in this way, 500 million faris is really not a loss.

Not losing money means making money!

Another day full of hope!

As if sensing a smooth road ahead, Charles raised his head, took big strides, and swaggered out of the alley, appearing on the street.

The sunshine was so warm. The elf sisters and animal-eared girls around blinked their big eyes and turned their heads to stare at Charles frequently.

Ah, my charm that has nowhere to go, ah, this restless youth.

Before Charles could feel happy, a loud shout came from behind him:

"That's him! Hold him down!"

"arrest!!"

What? Me? Exposed? Is justice in Orario so swift?

"Wait, wait, I can argue! No, I want to hire a lawyer!"

Before Charles could react.

Immediately afterwards, a huge force came from the neck, and I felt my body falling over, with my face making negative distance contact with the ground.

Click...

The gray-haired girl clasped Ciel's wrists with both hands and blinked in confusion:

"Hey, what's the sound?"

"Stupid, idiot, the bone is broken! It's a broken bone! This guy is not a criminal! What are you doing! Adi!" The companion wearing the elephant trunk mask exclaimed.

"Waaaaaaah! Yes, I'm sorry! I just thought subconsciously... Are you okay?!"

"Hehe, hehe." Charles' face was pressed to the ground, the corners of his mouth twitching with a look of despair.

Just now, he thought that what he did was discovered by Firth. Unexpectedly, it was...

"Damn justice again."

"sorry!"

"I'm sorry, if it's useful, why do we need guards?"

"Well...we are the guards." Elephant Trunk Mask muttered.

"Yes, that's right. I am the upright and well-loved younger sister of Sister Shakti, the level 3 Adi Farmada~! Clang clang!"

The gray-haired girl has a pair of eyes as clear as lake water. Unlike her companions who wear elephant trunk masks, she wears a dark blue waist-baring combat uniform and a tight black inner garment, outlining the girl's unique and exquisite curves.

As she spoke, she unconsciously puffed out her chest. Based on Xiaerman's experience with his sister-in-law, she must be at least a B-level expert!

A 15-year-old B-level warrior is so terrifying!

How can you be so upright? Oh, you are talking about your sister, that's fine.

Tsk, this is the Madonna role that I am least good at dealing with.

Charles squinted and muttered:

"...The guards are amazing!"

After saying that, Charles shrank his neck, fearing that Adi would suddenly say, "The guards are really amazing!" How would this end?

"...Still, you won't let me go?" Charles whispered.

"No way."

"Why!"

Adi said with a serious face: "Because of you, the whole city is on alert. Now you must come back with me."

"What?" Charles blinked.

"Also, it's wrong to be afraid of injections. If you are sick, you should get treatment. Don't run around next time!" Adi tied up Charles with a smile.

Who is afraid of injections? You are slandering me!

Before Charles could argue, he was held under Adi's armpit.

The next second, the surrounding scenery receded, leaving an afterimage at a speed close to the speed of sound.

"You are committing murder! You are illegally restricting people's freedom! I want to complain! Where is your leader? I want to complain!"

Ciel's screams echoed through the streets.

An owl with strange patterns, with its head tilted, perched on a tall pillar, taking in everything.

Chapter 22 This is a necessary process for treatment

……

At the door of a pub, a gray-haired girl pushed open the partition as usual, preparing for a new day's work.

She is Xi'er Frois, and she is also a street girl trainee who has been training for two and a half years!

I thought today would be another ordinary day like usual, but I didn't expect...

As she showed her sign and wiped the sweat from her head due to being busy, a shrill wail sounded in her ears.

She turned around subconsciously.

A familiar childish face quickly passed by her eyes.

"he……"

It was a somewhat familiar face, or rather, a face that seemed familiar in memory.

That was not the face she was familiar with, but a huge wave of emotion appeared in her heart.

Xier looked towards the top of the Tower of Babel, where a goddess was also looking down at a corner of the street. The interaction of emotions and hearts made both of them feel anxious.

"Hey, Miss Xi'er has heard about it too, right?" The adventurer on the side of the road introduced proudly, "The patient who escaped and caused a lot of trouble last night is this guy."

"The entire Guards Corps is busy as hell because of him!"

"But... didn't they say that this kid was a seriously injured soldier on the verge of death? He was screaming so energetically, I don't think he's going to die."

Xi'er clenched her hands and glanced at the direction where the boy was going: "He... is dying?! Why is this happening?"

……

Dean Kate Familia, ICU.

Charles lay on the hospital bed, feeling depressed.

Amid checked Charles's injuries, his eyes widened:

"Seventy-two fractures throughout the body, and a slight concussion of the internal organs. Hmm, weird? What about your injuries?"

"It's not here?"

"I'm talking about yesterday's burns and penetrating wounds!"

Charles said calmly, "Okay."

Hiss… "Okay? How?"

Ahmed was silent for more than ten seconds, swallowed his saliva, and repeated in a high voice:

"Alright?! That kind of injury that would have required at least three months of recuperation, and that was almost the same as a corpse, you recovered in just one night?!"

Ciel's ability to recover overturned everything Amid had learned.

For a healer, that kind of shock was like performing a magic trick in front of a group of Indians! This was true even if there was magic in this world.

She turned her head and stared at Adi, who was grinning awkwardly: "Is this guy really my patient from yesterday?"

"Yes, that should be correct. Look, he is still wearing the hospital gown from your nursing home."

"What about this injury?"

Adi looked away guiltily: "But, it might be my fault."

Charles rolled his eyes in bed.

For a normal person, being carried around the eaves and walls might not be a problem, but he is a "fragile college student" whose endurance has dropped sharply and excessive exercise can lead to sudden death. How can he withstand such parkour?

"Heh... girl, hatred goes on in cycles," Ciel taunted.

"Uh..." Adi shrank his neck: "There's nothing we can do about it."

"Dean Kate's therapist has been running around all night, and bad guys are eyeing them everywhere. In order to dismantle the villains' plans as quickly as possible, we can only start from the root."

"Hmph~, this is no reason for you to hurt me."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Adi rubbed his palms up and down.

"Or, pay the money."

"Huh? Huh?"

This person can answer quickly...? Charles turned his head and looked at the little saint.