Wrong, my skills refresh every week

"Char, please make more paper money. I want to burn a mansion for Metluya."

Ciel showed a crying and laughing expression: "Alfia..."

"Ok?"

"You're so cute."

"What?" Alfia was confused.

Ciel said unhappily, "This is just like praying, it's just a kind of spiritual comfort."

"Gu————" Alfia opened her mouth, her ears turned red, and then the corners of her mouth curved downward, full of murderous intent:

"Then make it real for me. Doesn't old lady Fels already have [Mysterious A]? Do it."

"Ha - Fels will cry. It would be better to let her try to revive Metluya."

Metluya was cremated, and I don’t know if Fels can revive the ashes.

It should be possible. After all, Dragon Girl only has one gem left, and she can be resurrected.

"No..." Alfia was silent for a moment, then said calmly, "We shouldn't disturb the rest of the dead. That child left with a smile, and we can't let her experience the pain of the underworld again."

"At least, not before killing the black dragon."

……

Under the unknown night sky.

Holding a scarlet beast whip, Valetta sneered as he gazed at the flickering candlelight in the city.

Filled with resolute and crazy murderous intent, he gnashed his teeth and said:

"Cry and enjoy your last wish. You will be able to meet your companions again soon, adventurers."

Chapter 302: The Woman Who Was Daring to Ask for Ciel's Help in Front of the Witch

"Valetta, you are drifting again."

Tina stood in the moonlight on the dark towering stone pillar, whispering softly.

"Shut up, puppet. This time I'm going to teach Finn a lesson!" Valetta gritted her teeth.

"You said the same thing last time." Tina delivered another heavy blow.

"Damn it, isn't it the best plan to give these adventurers a hard time while they are immersed in the festive atmosphere?" Valetta said indignantly:

"In the Goddess Festival in a few days, there will be a huge subversion, which will be used as the clarion call for the final battle!"

"I don't need to rely on any tyrants this time. I will rely on myself to create a gap among the adventurers of Orario! Come on, make your choice, my brave hero."

Yes, this time it was a counterattack carefully planned by Valetta to defeat Finn's reputation.

The main purpose is to pull the opponent who is about to target the artificial maze into the dungeon.

at the same time……

She no longer focused on winning or losing on the battlefield, but learned to attack Finn from other angles.

Don't you want to be an artificial hero?

Then I will bring disgrace upon you and expose your despicable nature of using any means necessary to revive Parum to all your followers.

Let other adventurers no longer dare to unite with Loki's family!

In this way, the artificial maze with strong city guards will not face large-scale attacks. They can defend the city and slowly accumulate new strength.

Isn't it just level 6? She thinks she can do it too!

She is only 16 years old, but her qualifications are much higher than Finn!

The more Valetta thought about it, the more excited she became. She felt that this plan was foolproof.

She had already seen the fate of her side's defeat, and was ready to feign defeat and fake death to escape. On top of that, any action that could strike Finn would be her victory.

"As long as I throw fast, I haven't failed!"

Tina pouted: "Diverting hatred, indeed. It suits you very well, Valetta-chan."

"No Road Race!"

……

In the dim city with flickering candlelight, people were singing in unison at this moment.

Adventurers and city residents holding candles walked around the memorials, starting with the First Cemetery, and finally returned to the central square to sing a dirge.

Unlike previous years, this year's chorus is led by "monsters".

But even the most rigid guild had no complaints about this "abnormal situation".

Even the few residents who hated monsters from the bottom of their hearts could not feel the slightest bit of resentment when they saw the fishman sitting on the reef and singing in tears.

Too many people died in Orario. Most of those who are still able to move here have eaten the "blood buns" mixed with Mary's blood. No one knows better than them how they survived that hell.

Especially the residents of Daedalus Street, which is a lawless place. They are notoriously irritable and protective of their own people, and are home to many gangsters.

They may still hate monsters, but Mary is definitely the exception!

Anyone who had ill intentions towards Lady Mali would have been dragged to the alley and beaten with clubs long ago.

Under this mournful Buddhist chanting, Charles followed the local customs and pulled Alfia to join the mourning army.

……

The singing continued until the early morning, when the sun shone on the city, dispelling darkness and death and ushering in new life.

People gradually dispersed, some continuing to work, or continuing to mourn their deceased family members.

Ciel yawned, "Let's go back. It's almost time to start a new chapter."

"what is that?"

"Upgrade..." Ciel rubbed his eyes. "After the Elegy Festival, the Goddess Festival to celebrate the harvest will follow. As the last carnival before winter, it heralds the end of the year."

"After the winter is over, a new storm will sweep across the city." Ciel muttered, "I must also gain stronger power."

"Good point," Alfia agreed.

The information Charles received was several months earlier than the date of the final rebellion of the dark faction in his memory.

This is understandable. This timeline was completely changed because of Jester's intrusion.

The reason why Valletta launched the resistance was to buy time for the deployment of the artificial maze, which was different from the desperate fight and the last glimmer of survival in the original book.

"Xia..., Xia...Xia Xiansen%...&?!"

When Ciel was about to take Alfia home to update and catch up on some sleep, a stumbling sound was heard behind him.

"Ah, who is this?" Alfia turned sideways, his tone fluctuating.

Gu... You have a big tongue! The girl yelled in humiliation in her heart.

Today, Fairweiss has changed her previous rigid pure white combat uniform. A white headband holds her long black hair together. She wears a blue British college-style uniform and a pure white pleated skirt, which sways in the morning breeze. It is a typical "senior sister" style outfit.

Especially the black stockings on her legs..., which made Charles think that a fat woman in black stockings had traveled through time.

"What a pity! It would be better if I were a little fatter." Charles muttered.

"what?"

Fierweisi's face was red, and her wine-red eyes avoided looking at Charles. She took a step back timidly, pulling at the hem of her skirt.

As expected, even if I change my clothes...

Filweiss looked up and down at Alfia beside Ciel, lying on the ground with inferiority in her heart.

“Gu——As expected…, no, there’s no hope!!”

"Oh, my beautiful lady, the ground is too dirty. If it damages your beautiful dress..." Charles reached out his hand to support the elf lady who was hit, and then exclaimed in surprise:

"It's Miss Xia Liya, good morning." Xia Er gave a greeting:

"Excuse me, because this dress is so attractive that I am attracted to it unconsciously."

"No, no, no... I don't deserve it. I just changed into a more solemn dress to attend the memorial service." Filiweisi bowed repeatedly to express her gratitude.

"Um, Miss Filthy, is there anything I can do for you?" Charles smiled.

Filweiss glanced at Alfia and stammered, "Um... I wanted to ask... if you have time for the Goddess Festival in six days. I... let's go shopping together or something... Ah, I just want to thank Mr. Ciel again and have a meal together or something... Hehe."

At the end of her speech, Fierweiss began to chuckle in self-abandonment.

"Okay, no problem."

Fierweisi put her fingers behind her back, tangled her skirt, and muttered, "That's true. You already have such an outstanding female companion... eh?"

As she spoke, Fierweisi's eyes suddenly widened.

“Ehhhhhhhhhh?!!! Mr. Xia… Mr. Xia Xia Xia Xiaer, what did you just say?!”

"I said 'OK'?"

“Gah, you agree? Really?!”

"Ah."

"Yeah, a date with Mr. Charles!" Fierweiss turned her back, clenched her fists and muttered excitedly.

"Ah..., we must hurry up and prepare! The appointment in six days... No, the thank-you party!"

Watching the excited elf go away, Charles restrained his expression.

"Wow..." A weird voice sounded from beside me.

"Ahem, don't get me wrong, Alfia, this is all Joker's wisdom."

"Really? Are you sure it's Ruizhi and not erotic?"

Chapter 303 He is still a child

church.

"Ah, it hurts."

Ciel rubbed his ears, which had turned red from being pulled by Alfiar, and bared his teeth.

"What's going on with that kid?" Alfia leaned back on the sofa, twirling her hair with her fingers.

"Didn't you save her family in the maze last time? Weren't you there too?"

"Humph, it's no wonder that the 12th floor is the one most prone to the suspension bridge effect."

Alfea smirked.

Of course, she knew the infamous 12th floor of love, which was a rotating floor between the upper and middle floors. Many new adventurers were in danger on this floor because they could not adapt to the changes of monsters. If someone came forward to solve the crisis at this time, and then used sweet words, he would naturally win the hearts of girls and boys.

"Come to think of it, there are quite a lot of girls around you." Alfia lowered her head and trimmed her nails with a nail clipper.

"Do you also want to pursue a harem like that stinky old man Zeus?"

"A harem? What is that?" Ciel's expression was pure and natural, without any impurities: "Is it the palace of Zeus's powerful family?"

"I've read in a book that the god Odin seems to have a mythical building called 'Hall of Valor'. Is it something similar?"

"A harem is..." Alfia said halfway, then sighed, "Forget it, it's better if you don't know about it. It's a very stupid thing."

Alfia is relieved...

She was deceived by Charles' usual behavior. Even though he knew a lot of knowledge, he was only 13 years old after all. How could he understand such things?

Maybe he just wanted to play with pretty girls.

The red-eyed brat who stole my sister's virginity is almost 20 years old, and he's still not interested at all. Or it was Metluya who took the initiative...

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got.