Wrong, my skills refresh every week

"Yes, that's right."

Charles was surprised at Chanis's generosity. After seeing his expression, he realized that making money was no longer his primary goal at the moment. Surviving the turmoil of the dark faction and keeping his position as the leader were what he cared about most.

While waiting for Chanis to leave, Charles opened the plastic seal of a pool of divine wine with trembling fingers, and the rich aroma of wine filled the entire wine cellar.

Charles licked his lips, tilted his head back and drank, the wine flowing down his slightly raised Adam's apple. After a few breaths, there was a crisp clang and the wine jar fell to the ground.

Without hesitation, Charles reached for the next jar.

The divine wine has terrible magical powers, just like the ignorant boy in his youth and the big-butt computer cases lined up in a dark room.

It's also like the dancing little man on the screen and the direction keys and space bar that are falling and smoking.

Every time I finish a jar, a reminder seems to pop up in my mind:

Attribute value +1

Attribute value +1...

Before he knew it, Charles had already drunk five jars of the divine wine.

His mind was unusually clear at this moment.

【Wangwei】decomposes all ingredients completely, and the intoxicating alcohol is completely converted into energy and absorbed, and quickly metabolized through the skin.

His body seemed to be rapidly adapting to the negative effects of the divine wine.

One hour passed, two hours...

When the entire warehouse of divine wine turned into ceramic fragments all over the floor, Charles seemed to have entered sage mode, standing there blankly. He subconsciously reached out to find a new wine jar, but for some reason, he felt a little disgusted.

"How is it?" A lazy and weak male voice suddenly came from behind.

At some point, Su Mo stood quietly behind Charles, watching him drink all the divine wine.

Charles turned around and laughed awkwardly: "So the divine wine... is just like that."

Su Mo's mouth curled up slightly: "It seems... my work still needs to be improved."

“……”That’s not necessary.

Charles came back to his senses and stared at Su Mo in confusion: "You... have something else to say?"

"Want to renew your favor?"

Charles was slightly surprised. It was rare for Su Mo to take the initiative to ask about the child's condition.

"It's only been a week."

"Right……"

Charles thought: I have changed a lot, maybe Su Mo noticed something and came to find me.

The same is true.

The last time Loki broke into the Soma clan without permission and took away the divine wine, Soma began to pay attention to the changes within the clan, and the suspect naturally fell on Charles.

After all, only Su Mo knew what Charles' skills were.

After seeing him in person today, I found that he had grown 10c (Sel feet) taller, which confirmed Su Mo's guess.

However, Xiaer didn't want to talk about it, and Su Mo didn't bother to ask...

After all, curiosity is nothing compared to social phobia.

"I still have some great wines, you can take them too. If they are not the best, they are not worth collecting."

"You...are you free?"

Hearing Charles' voice in his ears, Su Mo raised his head and stared at this promising child in confusion.

Do I look like I'm idle?

"Ah..." He wanted to refuse but didn't say it.

"By the way, I want to gather my clan tomorrow. Could you please pass on a message to Master Sumo?" Charles asked, "Master Chanis has been very busy recently. Let me inform you of something."

"……it is good."

At night, Charles went out for another big meal. After that, he went to the goblin vault to withdraw some money and went to the guild to post a commission.

He hoped to recruit several adventurers above level 2 to escort him to search for ingredients on each floor. He delivered an advance of 500 million Farley, which was enough to attract many powerful adventurers.

After leaving the guild, Charles returned to Bohm's shop.

The plan has changed. Black dragon scales are a very precious ingredient! After much persuasion, I found a way to destroy dragon scales from the owner of Bom.

It was not until nearly midnight that Charles obtained a small bag of powder worn off from dragon scales, and also harvested an exhausted old goblin.

"As expected of the Earth Fairy, professional match!!"

"roll!"

After finishing the work, Charles returned to his family's small room as if nothing had happened, had a good sleep, and reserved energy for the new expedition.

At the same time, outside the walls of Orario.

A black shadow stepped into the stone wall, took advantage of the force and leaped a hundred meters high, standing on the city wall...

Chapter 52: Chardo: Let me see how magnanimous Orario is!

The man stood on the thick city wall, observing the silent city with a stern gaze. It was completely different from the bustling and prosperous scenery in his past memories. Now, this city of heroes exuded a sense of death.

"I was actually suppressed by a bunch of scum and couldn't even raise my head."

With just one glance, the man discovered the ills of the city.

The mood that was originally looking forward to the new opponent sank to the bottom.

The footsteps of guards were heard in the distance. The man took two steps forward, jumped off the city wall easily, and landed silently.

In the dark alley, the man took off his black robe.

The man was about forty years old, with short purple hair and three hideous scars on his resolute face. Those were his past and also the honor of being a hero.

The man's name was [Gluttony] Chardo, and he was once a member of the [Zeus Family] at the top of the city.

After the failure of the God and Goddess faction to defeat the Black Dragon, he has been stationed outside the "barrier" with his niece from the Hera family.

The two lives that are about to come to an end are also discussing how to end their failed lives.

Until... that male god——【Darkness Erebus】appeared.

"How about you give me the last flame?"

In the snow, Erebus shook his hair, which was darker than the underworld, without hiding his great power. He narrowed his eyes like a child.

"We're all going to die anyway, so why not become a stepping stone for the world?"

Thinking back to Erebus's plan.

"Want us to be your stepping stone? Let me see if Orario is qualified now! At least, show yourself more capable than us!"

This is the pride of the overlord.

Even if their bodies have long been exhausted, not everyone can step on them and shout at them. If there is no hope for the future in Orario, then destroy this "failure" of the gods and use disaster and despair to give birth to the heroes of the era.

at the moment……

"Is it the foundation or the destruction? Let me witness it with my own eyes."

Chardo ruffled his hair, tore his black robe into pieces, pulled out a piece to use as a headscarf, and took out an eye patch from his pocket to cover the scar at the corner of his eye.

With most of his face blocked, he, dressed in the clothes of an ordinary rookie adventurer, quickly left the alley and blended into the crowd.

……

A noisy pub.

The magic stone lamp cast a warm yellow glow. The noisy shadows of the adventurers were reflected on the wall covered with mottled scorch marks. The smell of sweat and alcohol filled the small space.

On the horizontally connected booths, a gray-haired werewolf with a blue lightning scar on his face was grinning with sharp fangs exposed.

"Hey, did you hear that? Recently, there's another little guy trying to attract attention. What about the [Abyss Maw] that can eat three cows in one breath and become strong in an instant? Haha, this is so funny. He's just a [glutton], but he's so self-righteous that he can hold such a 'title'?"

"Bert, didn't I tell you not to laugh at others?"

The person who spoke was a chestnut-haired human female. Judging from the emblems on her body, she seemed to be a member of the Vader family. This was very rare for the Vader family, which were all orcs.

"Huh? What do you know, woman? A nobody like you who has no skills at all will die without knowing why one day. Ha, I think it's better for you to go back to your hometown and farm. Haha, with that kind of appetite, you'll probably starve to death."

"Bert!!" The girl swung out her arms and choked the werewolf.

The girl's warm breath hit Bert's furry ears, making him blush.

"Stupid, stupid~ Celenya, let go, I can't breathe."

While the leader and the deputy leader were fighting each other...

"Sorry to bother you."

A gentle and polite male voice sounded, followed by a burly figure sitting next to Bert. He raised his wooden wine glass and clinked it with the glass on Bert's table:

"Can you tell me more about that thing you just mentioned about the [Rice Bucket]?"

"Huh? Who are you?" Bert stared and felt the soft cushion disappear from the back of his head, and Burt took his anger out on others.

"You can call me, um...Char. Hum, nothing much. I'm just a little curious about this Mr. Abyssal Mouth that everyone mentions. Can he really eat so much?"

Celenya looked up and down at this easy-going middle-aged man. His messy purple-red hair casually dangled at the tip of his nose under the cover of a headscarf. The dark eye mask blocked half of his vision, but he did not look fierce.

Seems like a very easy going person...

"Of course no problem." Celenya nodded.

"Hey. Don't make decisions on your own... Tsk."

When Bert saw Celenya clasping her hands together in begging, he looked at the strange man with a proud voice:

"The rumors that he's big enough to eat all of Orario are all false. He's just a kid with a big appetite."

"Oh~ How big is it exactly?"

"Huh?" Bert sneered. "It's just a few hundred plates. When I came to Orario alone and starved, I could eat this much!"

Celenya wrinkled her nose and said, "Bert, you are bragging! You can't even finish ten plates now. I saw it with my own eyes. In the end, they used a washbasin to hold the food."

Uncle Charles clinked glasses with Celenia: "Oh? Little girl, do you know which clan that child belongs to?"

Celeniya shook her head: "I don't know, but if you can eat so much, no matter where you go, someone will know."

"Thank you."

Uncle Charles left the money for the drinks, waved his hand and said goodbye to everyone.

Leave the tavern.

Chardo's amiable expression gradually turned cold.

This was the fourth tavern he had hung out in. Whenever he asked about the strong men in the city, he would always get familiar words like "brave man" and "fierce man".

What the strongest person in the city... He is not even as good as a chef in a restaurant.

At least Chardo smelled the scent of an opponent in the [Little Giant] Mia.

This is the result of excessive "eating evil". The five senses have become overly sensitive. By seeing the color and smelling the smell of disharmony, Chardo can recognize the "state" of the prey.

At least, the cook's faith was dozens of times stronger than the [Wild Boar Boy] in his memory.

As he walked, he blended silently into the night. In the remote and dark alleys, fierce battles broke out from time to time.

Chardo also saw the so-called "Banner of Justice". It was a group of energetic girls, who walked on the starlight and guarded their "beliefs" as always.

"Interesting, but that's all. Still too weak. Maybe Alfea will be interested in them."

In comparison…

"On the contrary, this [Good-for-Nothing] boy is quite something."

Chardo quietly stayed away from the hustle and bustle, guessing the other party's ability in his heart.