Wrong, my skills refresh every week

The festive atmosphere permeates on a small scale.

Inside the West End Church at this moment.

Ciel flipped through the report that Lily handed over.

Lily reported: "The revenue this time is about 2000 million Faris, of which coconut milk accounts for 1500 million, and about bottles were sold."

Charles nodded: "Not bad, not bad, our reputation has also spread. If we can maintain half of our income every day, we won't have to worry about Farley."

Lily poured cold water on him at this time: "It's impossible to worry about it, Lord Ciel. The amount of money invested by Lord Fels is astronomical, and most of the profits are used to develop new products."

In Fels's spare time, he would also take the time to make some interesting little things in order to exercise his newly developed [mysterious] abilities.

Like:

A quill pen that can write without ink;

A violin that can be performed without the need for skill;

A magic rice pot that can cook rice without burning fire;

For example, the magic fan that can blow cool air in the summer and the magic air conditioner that Charles occasionally mentioned already have samples.

Lily is currently negotiating with the city to customize the necessary parts and start mass production.

In terms of commerce, Charles completely abandoned the one-time sale of high-end adventurer equipment and completely targeted the pockets of civilians and new adventurers.

Although they are not as rich as high-level adventurers, they have a large base and no internal competition among peers.

There are hundreds of thousands of people in Orario alone. If every household buys one, they can easily earn hundreds of millions of yuan, not to mention that such people's livelihood products can also be sold to other countries.

In Charles's plan, once he has capable level 2 grassroots operators, the Chamber of Commerce will be able to go global.

Lily naturally felt that the more money in her pocket, the better, and only when she counted Farley's income every day could she feel at ease.

Fenyana's will is a bit strong. She feels that if she doesn't kiss Farley every day, she will be swallowed by the damn spear and become a stubborn and rigid Saint of the Spear.

That won't do. Lily loves Farley the most. She can't even imagine a life without Farley.

Alfia didn't quite understand what Charles meant.

"Why go to so much trouble just to make so little money?"

In her opinion, as long as Farley is enough, it will be enough. When it is used up, she can kill a few monsters and make a lot of money.

The items dropped by monsters in deep layers are sometimes far more valuable than Fari, and they are in short supply.

"Appearing at the Goddess Festival, using the black and white harp to have a certain effect on the health of a large number of residents, is also for the launch of subsequent products."

"Well, you know me," Charles muttered.

People like Firth would think that Charles was planning some huge conspiracy again, and he was crazy about it, thinking about how to minimize the impact later.

"I thought you would enjoy the festival. It's rare to have a beautiful spirit accompany you."

"Am I that superficial?" Charles tutted, his eyes only attracted by the strong gravity. Felweiss is not worthy.

Charles smiled: "Don't you dislike me and others attending the festival?"

Alfia lowered her eyes and put the breathable eye mask back on.

Seeing Alfia's look, Charles stopped attacking. It was easier to capture a woman's heart by doing it occasionally.

"Well. It's not just for making money. I feel that it won't be long before the tentacle underground will crawl out of the ground, or it has already crawled out of the ground and is sleeping in a secret place somewhere, so I want to give the city a little warning."

Ciel said in a deep voice: "I expect Finn will still give up rescuing the underground city in order to destroy the evil god on the ground. Therefore, we must also make some preparations."

In later generations, the reason why Orario experienced a serious adventurer gap was that the nightmare on the 27th floor was a crucial point.

A huge number of clansmen and adventurers of around lv3 were wiped out by monsters and fallen immortals on the 27th floor, resulting in the fact that seven years later, there were only a few lv4 adventurers in the city, and lv3 was also extremely scarce.

"We need to find a way to reverse this downward trend. We need to bring out a few level 4s from these doomed adventurers, and put pressure on Finn at the same time."

Ciel calmly told Alfia his plan.

"Use the adventurers sacrificed by Finn to launch a joint war game against Loki's family. It would be best if we could involve Freya's family as well."

"A death match between level 6s can quickly improve the basic abilities of these people and further advance the clock."

Charles also felt that in addition to these, some more detailed things could be planned.

"Do you need my help?" Alfia asked calmly.

"No need. If you take action, it will become a one-sided massacre." Charles laughed awkwardly.

With the magical special attack of the Fallen Fairy, Alfia could stand there and fight her all day long.

Seeing Alfia was a little uninterested, as if she was a little disappointed because she was not needed.

Ciel smiled and took Alfia's hand and said, "It's a rare Goddess Festival, let's go for a walk on the street."

"Eh?"

"Hey, going out to play? Lily wants to go out too!" The little Palu threw away the bill, hugged Charles' thighs with tears in his eyes.

"Work hard for me." Charles reached out and flicked Lily's head, and said in a parental tone: "Now you should work hard to make money. When you grow up, you will have plenty of time to play."

"Gunnununu... Sir Ciel has evil intentions."

Ciel ignored him and pulled Alfia to her feet, "Let's go. As the ace of the Hera clan, you probably didn't have the chance to enjoy a festival like this."

"Yes... that's right."

As talented monsters, these celebrities are like stars when they travel, attracting attention everywhere, but more of them are feared.

After telling Lily to continue making money, the two of them left the church hand in hand and blended into the bustling streets.

As the night grew darker, the two wandered among the open-air shops. Alfia would occasionally look down to pick out beautiful crystal ornaments, and curiously look at the new delicacies that had appeared in Orario in recent years.

Of course, the real male protagonist, [Potato Ball], is also there.

At dinner time, Ciel suggested going to [Hostes of Plenty], but Alfia refused.

"That gray-haired woman doesn't give me a good feeling."

So, the two of them took a detour to the farther [Weixian Café].

Alfia had been maintaining the exercise regimen prescribed by Ciel, and her appetite was so huge that she almost broke Ciel's wallet.

After a while, Alfia wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, covered her round belly, and strolled leisurely on the street.

Chapter 313 Yellow Purple Black Black Red

Seeing Alfia like this, Ciel kept an exaggerated expression.

"Are you still Alfea?"

"Hmph. What do you want to say?" Alfia put his hands behind his back. His eyes could not be seen, but he could read the danger from the cunning raised corners of his mouth.

"Haha, I just want to say that it's really different when you're healthy..."

Alfia quietly withdrew her hand from Charles' waist.

The disease was indeed one of the reasons. It suppressed a lot of my emotions and appetite. I used magic and magic to seal my five senses and relieve the pain. Naturally, I had no extra mood to enjoy this kind of mortal happiness.

However, what made her relax and enjoy the rest of her life was the eyes around her.

In short, how could [Silence], who is a [talent monster], do such an outrageous thing as eating more than a dozen pieces of cake and showing off more than a dozen bottles of fruit wine in a coffee shop?

But Fia is fine now.

Passersby just thought that the little girl was a little greedy and did not show any excessive shock.

"Besides, I have someone to share the burden of pursuing a goal that I need to work hard for, so I feel relaxed and have some free time. I don't need to be [silent] all the time, and I can sit for a while."

"Being a celebrity is stressful. I can't lose my image as a cool queen. I understand."

"Let you say..." Alfia retracted her claws and climbed onto Ciel's weak spot.

"Ouch————"

……

Before they knew it, the two of them walked side by side to the Heroes Bridge not far away.

“No matter how many times you step foot here, it’s always awe-inspiring.”

Charles looked at the thirty-one heroic statues standing on both sides of the bridge, his face full of longing.

The order has nothing to do with the year of birth and death, they are randomly arranged together, and the figure of Knight Flanders is also among them.

The last descendant of the Wolf Emperor, Sarun, the Amazon Queen Yvelda, the Undead Lord Garzanev, the Tyrant Spear Sidoo, the Fairy Dynasty Sphia, the pure and flawless royal fairy saint Celtia...

Many heroic statues have great elves leaning beside them to help them achieve their great deeds.

Ciel's thoughts jumped.

When will these heroes be summoned to fight a Holy Grail War?

Hmm, there seems to be a "Holy Grail" in the world of Dicuo, and there also seems to be the legend of King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table.

How about, after Fels completes his long-cherished wish of obtaining the Philosopher's Stone, he can try to make a Holy Grail?

Charles stared at the statue in a daze.

Alfia followed Ciel's gaze and saw the suspended base in the middle of the bridge.

"Do you want to go up?"

"what?"

"If you want to put your own statue on it, I can help you."

Ciel followed Alfia's line of sight and also saw the empty Hero's Seat.

"They are all accompanied by great fairies, and you, Alfia, are not a fairy..." Charles laughed awkwardly.

"Isn't there still the child Alpha?"

"But I want to be with you."

"Hmm..., it's not impossible. No one said that only one person can stand on it." Alfia thought about the possibilities.

"That makes sense. When the time comes, we will carve up everyone in the "Silent Courtyard". If anyone refuses to obey, we will beat them into submission!"

"If the heroes refuse to obey, we will resurrect them and bring them out to whip their corpses."

Ciel's arrogant remarks did not displease Alfia:

"I don't think the title of 'last hero' is worthy of you."

Charles waved his hands: "It's over, it's over, just brag a little when you're drunk..."

"What? If you want to be a hero, you must be more arrogant than everyone else." Alfia waved her hand and said, "Just like the story you wrote for Anya, you want to make... eternity like a long night?"

"What about your domineering attitude?"

"Ahem... keep your voice down. Are you a little drunk?" Charles stared at Alfia strangely.

"Drunk? No! Absolutely impossible? I have abnormal resistance E, so I can't be drunk!"

Aisi's abnormal resistance is also G, so she will fall down if she is touched, right?

In Charles' opinion, Alfia is now sober, but inexplicably a little emotional. It may be the positive effect of alcohol that the abnormal resistance cannot resist.

The Heroes Bridge is one of the must-visit check-in spots in Orario, and it attracts many tourists and travelers.

In order to prevent Alfia from saying something like "Who is the peak at the end of the magic road? Once I see Charles, the road is empty", he quickly pulled the woman away.

……

The festival atmosphere faded away, and adventurers returned to their days of going in and out of the dungeon.