Wrong, my skills refresh every week

Chapter 98: Chardo: How do you explain? She called you mom.

In the room of the mind, through Charles' description, I roughly understood what kind of existence Belle was.

After confirming Belle's true condition, Ciel was useless. He just ignored him even though he was yelling in his head.

"Stupid tape, does it hurt you?" Alfia squatted down and wiped Belle's dirty face calmly.

It was a face that looked exactly like her sister's, but it was very healthy and resistant to beatings. If I had to say something I was dissatisfied with, it would be those red eyes.

"Can you close your eyes?" Alfia requested.

"Hey, okay." Belle tore off the corner of his shirt and covered his eyes. He seemed to be used to operating without vision.

That skilled look made Alfia's eyelids twitch.

"Forget it..."

"Eh?"

"If I fall, I will be sad."

"It doesn't matter. Now I can see the road clearly just by relying on my ears."

Ciel complained over Alfia's head: "Even if I am blind, it will not affect my pursuit of the enemy at all, because I can smell the stench on them."

"It's so noisy."

The two quickly moved to a secluded intersection, and then Alfia remembered the useless cat lying on her head:

"Hey, kid. Do you have any recovery potion?"

"What, you remember me now? Humph! No!"

"I remember you have a mermaid at home." Alfia had no expression on her face, but the words she said were very scary.

Belle smiled bitterly: "Mom, Mary is also my friend. She will help me when I get back."

"No, I want it now. You look a bit annoying." Alfia said stubbornly. No one could resist her wishes. She was a man of her word.

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty." Charles the Cat raised his paw, rummaged through the fur on his belly, and then took out a small shoulder bag.

[Yuumi Moves Out] transforms his entire body into a cat, including his equipment. This illusion that looks like space storage magic is a byproduct of magic.

"Here, eat some orange smashes! Do you want some, Alfia? You don't look well."

Alfia snatched the orange and stuffed it directly into Belle's mouth.

The two returned to the abandoned church in silence.

"You live here now?" Alfia had a complicated expression.

"Ah, when I first came to Orario, I lived here with the God. I always felt that we had a special connection." Belle scratched her head.

"This was your mother's favorite place to come when she was alive." Alfia stroked the wall, and her hands were instantly burnt.

She frowned in dissatisfaction.

Charles fanned the flames: "This morning, a group of ignorant men in black had a fight with Belle here. Of course, the result was tragic."

Alfia didn't respond.

Seeing this, Belle hurried into the basement: "I'll get some water to clean it up."

After Belle's figure disappeared, Alfia couldn't help but cough violently with her hands covering her mouth. She spread out her palms, and the scarlet blood dyed the already black gauze red.

"Are you okay... um, cough cough cough..."

Before Ciel could show any concern, he also began to feel weak, and violent coughs came out of the cat's throat, bringing out traces of blood.

"you……"

"It's okay. It's just a side effect of magic." Ciel narrowed his eyes and endured the negative state coming from his body: "Do you usually suffer this kind of pain?"

Alfia immediately noticed something unusual, because this state was too familiar.

Metluya often makes similar gestures, forcing herself to smile and comfort others.

"Your magic will share my skills? No, that's not right. Before, it was Chardo's [Gluttony], and this time it's my [Double Division], plus this strange orange and possession magic..."

If Chardo confirmed Ciel's ability by smell, then Alfia was the talent.

The reason why she felt that it was a shame for the witch to fail to defeat the black dragon even at the cost of her blood relatives was because she could clearly sense where her talent came from.

Ever since her sister's death, that subtle connection had disappeared, but now, she felt that pull from Ciel again.

"Hey, don't do that. It's uncomfortable." Ciel spoke up, stopping Alfia from trying to pull his talent.

Different from a simple shared state, after both parties possess the skill [Dual Destiny], even ability values ​​can be converted to each other!

Ciel felt that if he wanted, his ability value could actually flow back to Alfia! Conversely, Alfia could do the same.

But obviously, neither side is willing to do so.

"I think you should go in and rest first. Those are the Great Saint Tree Trunks seized from the Dark Faction. They may be of some help to your health."

Alfia remained aloof and walked straight into the church.

Moonlight shone through the cracks in the roof, spreading across the rows of benches. Under the half-faced statue, a warrior in a black robe rested his chin on his hand and examined everyone.

Alfia froze.

"Mama Alfia, please step back! This man is dangerous!" Belle's nervous voice came.

She looked up and saw the man with purple slicked back hair, a face full of scars, and wearing heavy armor. He was sitting there with his legs crossed, with a sword in his hand.

Who else could it be if not Chardo?

Chardo threw an orange into his mouth and said in a resentful tone: "Hey, this kid is calling you mom."

Alfia: “…”

Chardo spread his hands and raised his eyebrows: "Come on, explain it to me?"

He felt that he had received that beating in vain, and now that the evidence was before him, he had to give an explanation. Otherwise, there was no need to come to this kid's place in the middle of the night to eat oranges.

Alfia didn't even raise her eyelids, but pointed her jade fingers at the man: "Are you dissatisfied with something? Chardo."

Chardo shrugged and waved his hands, saying, "No, no, I just want to know what's going on. Um, by the way, kid, where's that annoying kid?"

Belle paused with the knife in her hand, her face full of confusion: "You, you know each other?"

Chardo pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows: "Well~, if you have to count, the woman over there should call me uncle. Ah~ He is a guy who knows how to order people around. If he was a few years younger, it would be better if he gently called me "Uncle Chardo". Then I would be willing to be driven around."

"Cha, Er, Duo!" Alfia's cold voice fell.

Chardo quickly surrendered: "Well, sorry, sorry."

"I'm hungry, go cook!"

Belle looked at the leader of the secret faction who was so arrogant just a moment ago but now turned into an obedient lackey, and her thoughts were confused for a moment.

Belle thought back to something Alfea had said to her when she was younger.

She seemed to say that she might choose evil or something.

Her memories from her childhood were already a little fuzzy, and she couldn’t remember clearly what happened at the time, but the developments before her seemed to be revealing something to Belle.

"What exactly is going on?!"

Chardo sighed and looked at Alfia: "Well, it seems that you are beginning to waver. Do you want to give up?"

Ciel also waited for Alfia's decision.

Now, this woman's thoughts can determine the direction of the future story.

"I'm sorry, Belle." Alfia was silent for a long time before she spoke quietly, "I'm just here to catch this disobedient beast, that's all."

Chardo: “Huh?”

Chapter 99 Woman, you have successfully caught my attention!

basement.

In the center of the small space, there is an iron pot, and the soup base made of tomatoes and pork ribs is bubbling.

Lily returned to the room with a bag of vegetables and ingredients.

"Because of someone's relationship, food is extremely expensive now, and this is all we can get." Lily glanced at Chardo with dissatisfaction.

"Ahem, didn't the brave imp arrange for the guild to distribute it?" Chardo picked up the ingredients without hesitation and poured them into the pot.

"Oh..." Charles lay on Chardo's head.

"What's wrong little brat!"

"I just forgot that I could also do the grain business, otherwise I could make a lot of money now."

Chardo was stunned for a moment: "Hey, how did you get involved with Belle? You should obviously be with us!"

"By the way, you smell pretty good like this. I want to taste you."

"Ha——" Charles' hair stood on end and he breathed wildly at Chardo.

"Shut up!" Alfia picked up the pot and spoon, and swung it with Gospel, almost hurting an innocent person. Then she put the freshly cooked dish into Belle's bowl.

Lily and Cassandra looked at the two big guys sitting down in harmony, and their hearts were in turmoil.

"It's only been a few days, and they've already gone from level 4 to level 5. Now even level 7 has appeared, and there are two of them!"

Lily suddenly had a vision for the future. Is a level 7 supporter still an ordinary supporter? Can the baggage be made of gold?

Following Lord Ciel might be more reliable than hoping that Loki would marry Chanis!

She narrowed her eyes: Can I walk sideways when I go out in the future? If I see someone who doesn't have long eyes, I will say that I am the supporter of so-and-so, and then I will step on that person ruthlessly.

Cassandra became more and more terrified.

It's over, this guy must be the boss of the An faction! Can Dad beat him? Ah, I'm willing to do anything, even if I'm just interested in sleeping with him, don't sell me to a brothel.

She stared at Ciel pitifully, "I'm very useful!"

Charles, who was trying to persuade Chardo to eat some exotic food, turned his head with a face full of question marks.

"Then go to bed and see if there will be a bad end."

"Ah." Cassandra had just taken two bites of noodles when she quickly stood up, put her clothes away, and lay flat on the narrow bed like a corpse with a peaceful expression.

"Are you staying here tonight?" Alfia glanced around. The room was small, just enough for two beds. She looked at the crowd again. Although they were all young, there were only four of them, so it was still too crowded.

"Sure enough, I stewed the fish."

Mali felt a chill on her back and hid behind Belle with the food in her arms.

"Mom. Bad~"

Chardo, who couldn't stand Charles' constant pestering, dropped his bowl and picked up Belle who was halfway through her meal: "Hey, the last shot in the workshop wasn't yours, was it?"

Belle chewed the vegetables slowly, raised her head and nodded innocently: "Yes, that is Mr. Ciel's skill. It is amazing. I have always fought with a dagger, and I can't make a fatal blow of that degree."

Ciel rolled his eyes: "It's a pity that the shot missed, otherwise there would be a hole in your body."

Chardo ignored the cat that was messing with his head and raised his chin: "Let's go out and spar with each other again."

"Ah?" Belle picked up another meatball and put it into her mouth.

Chardo carried the black sword and dragged Belle by the collar as he walked out of the house. "You are not good at long-handled weapons. How can this be done? I will teach you. Follow me."

During the break, Belle briefly described some fragments of the future and also explained her own confusion.

Chardo's face was filled with worry, "In the future, you will inevitably face that thing alone, with only a dagger, and you won't even be able to trim its fingernails."

Alfia thought about it, put down his bowl and chopsticks and followed. Lily was also curious about the battle between the Tyrants, so she followed behind.

Only the stupid Anya, when she saw that everyone had left, her eyes lit up and she scooped all the meat from the pot into her own bowl.

"These are all mine, meow!"

At night, the dilapidated old city streets were very quiet, and not even a patrolling gendarme could be seen. This was completely different from the industrial areas and the bustling streets.

The residential area burned by the flames has almost lost its value, and the residents are all repairing in the shelter. This place has obviously become a blind spot ignored by adventurers.

Several people bypassed the collapsed houses and took a detour to the western city wall.