Wrong, my skills refresh every week

Charles was pleased with Chanis's expression.

Chanis's thoughts raced:

What is a smoke bomb?

That level 2 was sent by the dark faction to die? How did Xiaer know that?

What were they trying to cover up with the smokescreen? To get Ciel to gain the trust of the Astraea family? What happened next? What was their purpose? What was their plan?

Tzanis is not a good person.

If there is a chance to cooperate with the dark faction, he will not hesitate as long as he can make money.

It was just that the sudden loss of control of the chess piece jumping out of the chessboard made him panic. Moreover, the person holding his chess piece was an opponent he had no way of resisting!

This news is more troublesome than if Charles killed a level 2 himself!

"How about it, excited huh?"

Charles spread his arms and boasted, "Lord Chanis, we are going to be rich!"

"Hmm? Us?"

"I have a huge fortune to report to Lord Chanis!"

"Oh?" Chanis remained expressionless. He saw two hot words in Charles' eyes - loyalty!

"Lord Rudra said," said Charles, "As long as we complete one of his small tests, he will lead us to join an unparalleled huge plan. Then! We will become the masters of the new world!"

hiss--

Chanis's teeth hurt. He didn't believe this empty talk at all, but...

Can't refuse.

Those lunatics will destroy anyone who stands in their way.

Now that the request has been made, there is no reason to refuse!

Tzanis asked: "What test..."

"It's very simple." Charles opened his waist bag, took out a pistol, pointed the muzzle of the gun at Chanis's forehead, and gently pulled the trigger.

boom--

A small flame spewed out from the muzzle.

"This... ignition device?"

"Yes! It's the ignition device. They want Lord Chanis to buy enough ignition devices to double the output of all the factories in Orario."

"That's it?" Chanis pushed up his glasses.

The cost of a magic stone lamp is very low, only a few hundred faris each. The price of a simple ignition device is even lower, and there are discounts for large-scale customization.

Considering this aspect, Chanis nodded and said, "What about the delivery time?"

"One month later. Don't worry, Lord Rudra will not treat us unfairly. This batch of ignition devices will be rewarded generously." Charles promised solemnly.

Chanis was suspicious: "What can you gain from doing so much?"

Charles showed a hint of greed at the right moment and slowly stretched out his hand towards Chanis:

"I want... the divine wine! Give me more divine wine! Divine wine!"

Seeing Charles's eyes become unfocused and he gradually crawled and rolled on the ground, Chanis's mouth corners gradually lifted up. He covered his eyes and then raised his head and laughed.

“Ha, humph, hahahahaha, Xia Er-jun! Xia Er-jun! You are indeed the most loyal cadre of the Soma clan! Hahahaha!”

Chapter 24 Hug, hold your thighs

Outside the Tower of Babel, Central Park.

"Recruiting teammates? What's your level? What's your position?"

"Vanguard! Level 1, durability is F level. Don't worry, I'm very professional."

Charles was squatting in a corner of the park, with two cursed weapons, one long and one short, slung around his waist and a cardboard with an application for a teammate.

The orc in front of him asked suspiciously: "F? Where's the power?"

"H."

"Tsk, you're obviously a newcomer who just switched from a supporter. Well, our team happens to be in need of a porter, do you want to come? I'll give you 500 faris a day." The orc said disdainfully.

"No, thanks."

Ciel didn't even look at the orc. There were many other groups around who were also temporarily recruiting adventurers, most of whom were looking for supporters or applying for supporters.

Compared to this kind of free recruitment which has little efficiency and no guarantee of candidates, it may be more efficient to spend some money to let the guild publish recruitment information.

Unfortunately, after leaving the Soma clan, he had already exchanged the only Fari in his pocket with Chanis for a small cup of divine wine. After taking a small sip to relieve his urge for alcohol, he resisted the urge and took half of the test tube.

However... this approach makes people even more itchy.

"Ugh."

Charles touched the cold test tube containing the divine wine, his mouth trembling and his whole body shaking.

He forced himself to resist the urge to drink the divine wine, trying to resist this desire. This feeling is like asking you to clean your gun but not letting you go to the battlefield. The more you clean, the more uncomfortable you feel, and the more uncomfortable you feel, the more you want to...

The more you think about it, the more you feel overwhelmed. The more you feel overwhelmed, the more you are asked to clean your gun. You are about to explode, and your sister-in-law puts a glue in front of you:

"Touch me? Do you dare?"

"Dry……"

Time passed by minute by minute, and most of the teams that entered the dungeon in the early morning had already entered the maze. It was foreseeable that he did not have much chance.

Just when Charles was bored and couldn't help but want to take out the magic wine and drink it down...

"Little brother, what's wrong with you? Are you hungry? Come, try your sister's cooking."

"Uh..." The surging desire was attracted by the thing in front of me with golden skin and tempting aroma.

Charles looked up and saw a pair of kind eyes.

"Eat it, it's fried potato balls, I'll treat you."

Charles swallowed, grabbed the oil paper, opened it and took a big bite.

Speaking of which, he hasn't had a proper meal since yesterday. In the dungeon, he relied entirely on drinking to maintain the energy needed by his body. There was no way Ganu and the others would share their breakfast with him.

To Charles, this was just junk food wrapped in taro and cooking oil, but at this moment it unexpectedly shattered his desires and made him sink into warm emotions.

Seeing that Charles was eating very quickly, the shopkeeper's sister prepared two more pieces and handed them to him:

"Alas, in this world, even children have to work hard to enter the dungeon to make money..."

Charles smiled and said, "How much Farley? I'll give you the money."

However, when Charles touched his pocket, he found that he was penniless.

He looked up awkwardly and met the crescent moon of the shop owner's sister. She pointed at her open-air stall with a smile. The signboard read:

"Share delicious food and bring smiles to your face! Potato Balls, a new source of vitality in the city!"

"Here, let's share the delicious food, little brother. The smile on your face is the best reward!"

The shop owner is a little plump, but she looks really good when she smiles. No wonder Fried Potato Balls became so popular in Orarie and once became the real male protagonist, competing with Niu Mei!

Perhaps, people are just missing the little bit of happiness that it brought them in the most desperate moment of the city.

Charles stood by the stall, eating fried potato balls with great concentration. Every bite he swallowed made his body feel a bit of precious warmth in this cold age.

Perhaps it was because he happened to meet the only protagonist of the world. While Ciel was eating, he was thinking about where to get some money to tide him over the difficulties...

The same "ah-ah-ah" sound came from beside me.

Charles turned his head, his vision seemed to be trapped in a dream, and an elf who looked like he had walked out of a painting was standing in front of him.

She was a little girl of about 9 years old, with long hair that shone with golden light in the sunlight, her crescent-shaped eyelashes flickering, and her little mouth puffed up, chewing fried potato balls like a hamster.

She was wearing a slightly loose blue combat uniform, with armor covering her chest and waist, and the shoulders were deliberately exposed, showing off the delicate skin of a young girl. Under the light blue combat skirt was a miniskirt that was one-piece with her upper body, and a pair of one-piece black tights stepped on pure white combat boots.

Especially the leather leg rings connected to the combat packs on the legs, which broke the youthful look and made them look a bit erotic.

I have to sigh at the aesthetics of the person who designed this combat uniform. It not only avoids the cleavage that has not improved due to her young age, but also infinitely magnifies the other girlish beauty that can be displayed. Even in the previous life, this kind of outfit can be considered fashionable.

Charles's gaze was obviously noticed by the girl. She glanced at the fried potato balls in Charles' hand with her golden eyes, then turned back to continue her "business".

In her opinion, people who like potato balls are not bad people.

The girl's name is ---Ais Wallenstein.

The current holder of the fastest lv2 upgrade record, the doll girl dubbed as "Sword Princess". Even though she is young, in Orario, which is full of elves and gods, her beauty, which is jokingly called "doll", cannot be ignored.

But this is not what Ciel cares about...

With my current ability, if I level up in a dungeon around the 7th floor, I can naturally improve rapidly. But if I have a strong companion, I can take him to the middle floor... or even the lower floor, and use the blood-locking ability of [Crispy College Student] to kill some monsters with potential abilities at level 2 or even level 3. Wouldn't this be more efficient?

The only thing Ciel was worried about was that if he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, no one would drag him back to the ground. If he was beyond the range of his skills, he might die suddenly.

But in front of me...

Isn’t it just right that there is a puppet who knows nothing about the world and delivers it to your door?

"Hey..." Thinking of this, Charles spoke and attracted Ais's attention. She blinked curiously and stared at the strange "potato friend".

"Hello, young lady. Excuse me, but do you need any support?"

Aisi held the potato ball in her mouth and tilted her head.

Ciel smiled as sweetly as the sun and pointed at his own sign:

"Is it a bit confusing? But the situation is not difficult to understand. There is a poor supporter who wants to share some of the profits with the adventurer lady, so he came to sell his products to her."

"Miss?" Ai Si stopped chewing and spoke softly.

Is this what you are wondering about?

"Uh..., you look so powerful, but calling me sister doesn't seem to be in line with my standards."

Ais is nine years old, and even though Charles is thin due to years of malnutrition, he still looks about the same as Ais.

"Supporter? Usually it's Livilia..." Ais muttered.

Charles counted on his fingers and sold:

"There are many benefits to having a supporter. For example, they can help you bring more spare weapons, so you won't be forced to end your adventure because of worn-out weapons."

"Oh..." Ais's eyelashes trembled.

"And you can bring lots of fried potato balls, so the problem of dry food can be solved too."

"Oh..." Aisi's eyes widened.

"Plus I can help you deal with monsters and spoils. You can increase your combat efficiency by at least 50% and kill more monsters."

"Ooooh!" Aisi opened her mouth.

"Also, let me tell you secretly, little sister. Our clan has developed a potion that can instantly make you stronger after taking it! If we encounter a danger that we can't handle, we can rely on the potion to successfully return to the ground!"

As he spoke, Charles took out a corner of the "holy wine" from his backpack. Under the sunlight, the clear wine emitted a mysterious fluorescence.

It is a divine creation that has reached the pinnacle of craftsmanship and surpasses human intelligence!

"Oh oh oh!" Aisi grabbed Charles' black robe with her little hands and refused to let go.

If I team up with him, I won't have to interrupt my adventure because of weapon damage. Although Livilia said that she would forge me a weapon with the "indestructible" attribute in a while, it hasn't arrived yet, right?

Moreover, the supplies for the expedition are fried potato balls. Can I stay in the dungeon for several days? It is a journey that Livilia would never agree to, but this little brother seems to be able to take me there.

There is also time to process the magic stone, plus...

A potion to make you stronger! A deeper dungeon... The important thing is, anyone who likes potato balls is not a bad person!

The troubled girl launched a declaration in her heart:

I want to become stronger! It's still too slow now! I need to spend more time, kill more monsters, and defeat all the monsters!

A rebellious will flashed in Aisi's eyes, and she wanted to go on an expedition at any time!