Wrong, my skills refresh every week

"Uh…Mama Alfia?"

Belle rolled her eyes, she seemed to realize something.

"Mr. Ciel, I don't know whether Mom likes you or not. But if you are not under mind control, you should be in love with Alfia's mother."

is that so?

Charles was stunned for a second, then took a breath and said, "It's broken!"

After another second of silence, he slapped his thigh and said, "Good boy, they are in love!"

Belle: ...

Chapter 122 I have to find a way to make Bell call me uncle

Charles smiled and put his arm around Belle's neck:

"Cherish our relationship now. It will be difficult to get along like this in the future."

Belle blinked: "Yes, I will go back after all."

"That's not what I'm talking about." Charles was beaming with joy and said with a sly smile, "From now on, you have to call me uncle, and I might have to call you brother-in-law. Suddenly, there's a generation gap between us, you see..."

"Sister? Brother-in-law? Uncle?" Belle was confused.

"Oh, I know it's hard to understand, but let's talk about our own things from now on." Charles stroked his chin: "Or should I call you sister-in-law? Oh, I've never met a situation like yours."

"So, Mr. Ciel's sister is?"

She cared more about this than Charles becoming her aunt's husband.

Ciel looked playful: "Didn't I tell you? Xi'er is my sister?"

"ah???!"

A large amount of information flooded into Belle's brain.

No wonder Mr. Ciel showed up at Freya's family residence in the middle of the night, plus the pendant sent by Seele and Freya...

After experiencing Charles' strange and bizarre abilities, Belle quickly realized something, but there was still a layer of window paper missing.

Before Belle could continue speaking, the Gray Witch fell from the moon with a whoosh.

"What are you talking about?" Alfia raised her eyebrows.

"It's between us." Charles raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly: "I think given our relationship, Belle should change her mind."

"Humph."

"You see, Belle is always so strange to me, sir. Who are we to follow?"

"What about Brother Charles?" Belle stared at Alfia hesitantly.

"I don't like this term. According to normal logic, I am seven years older than you. Can't you improve yourself a little bit?" Charles raised his hand.

"Then...uncle?"

Alfia couldn't have heard the conversation from a thousand meters away. She just instinctively felt that Charles was teasing Belle again, so she interrupted:

"How did you get in?"

Alfia's eyelashes fluttered: "This is not the place for you to come."

"Didn't you come in too?" Charles chuckled, noticing that Alfia was a little embarrassed.

"I won't be discovered."

"I can also go through the back door." Charles lifted his bangs and put his hair back: "As long as I nod, there are many goddesses willing to support me."

"You're useless." Alfia was angry and raised her hand to give him a good news.

Ciel raised his hands in surrender: "Hey! Please spare me. There are only first-level adventurers around here. Even you will be discovered if you cast magic."

He said, motioning with his eyes for Belle to get his attention.

Belle blushed, looked back every few steps shyly, then made a cheering gesture to Charles and ran away quickly.

In her opinion, Charles is like a father to her, and her aunt is her stepmother. If the two of them are together, they will definitely be a good match.

"What's up with her?"

"Who knows?" Charles spread his hands and turned to ask, "By the way, what are you doing here?"

"I want to talk to you alone about something." Alfia's expression became serious, and after a moment of consideration, he spoke:

"Your skills, can they be changed? Your condition today is completely different from before. You have become slack."

Alfia deliberately gave Charles a day off just to observe his actions. He, who used to be racing against time, suddenly became leisurely and was even willing to move corpses and carry water to put out fires.

This is quite different from his previous cautious approach, and...

“Learning efficiency has also decreased.”

"Did you guess it?" Charles sat on the bench with a complicated expression: "You guessed right, I can change my...um, let's call it "configuration" every seven days."

Last week it was Alfia's [Double Fate], and the week before that it was Chardo's [Divine Grace]. What ability appears each week determines my action plan for that week.

"After losing these skills and reducing my efficiency, I will be able to relax and at least sleep well."

Alfia pursed her lips:

"Can you use this ability on others? I mean... me."

Charles was stunned for a moment, then he stroked his chin and frowned in thought:

"I... I don't know, maybe I can? My magic [Mind Steal] can steal my last [Yuumi Dispatch], and while possessed, activate my renewal ability, maybe it will work! But..."

Charles raised his head, his eyes sincere:

"A few questions. First, my ability to refresh is not a permanent change. It usually only lasts for a week and then it will recover. I don't know if it is the same through possession."

"Second, my ability can only take effect once a week. I'm not sure if it can refresh both of us at the same time."

"Third, [The Price of Talent] is a skill created because of your illness. It is still unknown whether it will be restored because of your illness."

"In the end, the power of change can be good or bad, and it may even be for the worse. Aren't you still going to carry out that plan? Or have you changed your mind?"

Alfia lowered her eyes, trembled slightly, and then spoke arrogantly:

"If I can stand in front of that kid, then I don't need any other trash. Orario right now will only disappoint people."

"except you……"

Ciel chuckled, "Thanks for the compliment."

Alfia certainly has the confidence. She was promoted to level 16 at the age of 7. In a fantasy story, she would be a genius of an era. Not to mention that there will be no one better than her, she is probably the first one before her.

If it weren't for this disease that held her back, the 24-year-old [Silence] might have been able to touch the strongest throne of mankind.

"Think it over. We still have two days. During these two days, I will follow Belle and borrow her skills to fill in the missing ability value. You can tell me the answer in two days."

Ciel saw the hesitation in Alfia's eyes.

Her skills are not only abilities, but also the sustenance from her sister. [Double Fate] does not bring her suffering, but also the last bit of remembrance for Metluya.

Do you want to gamble on the future for an uncertain outcome?

……

Alfia finally left and disappeared under the endless moonlight.

Ciel had no idea why she suddenly changed her mind, and Alfia herself seemed confused.

He knew very well that the world was changing all the time because of Alfia.

Charles envied this kind of power that could overturn the world with just one thought.

He stretched out his hand and slowly grasped the moon in the sky: "One day, I will make the world tremble because of me! I am the end!"

"Charles? You're here?"

A harsh sound exploded in Charles' ears, and a tingling sensation spread throughout his body, as if being pricked by needles.

"No..., no, why are you here?" Charles looked panicked, as if countless ants were crawling on his body, it was so itchy!

"What are you...doing? the end?" Xier put her hands behind her back and stared at her brother strangely.

“Yiyadaaaaaaaaaah!! Don’t pronounce that word out loud!!!!” Charles covered his face, wailing and quickly disappeared in the courtyard.

Who in my family understands? I finally gave in to my impulse once, but you made me lose so completely! That feeling is more embarrassing than being seen by my sister!

I could hear Xi'er calling out from behind: "Don't play too late! Go to bed!"

Charles...,

I want to die even more!

Chapter 123 Premonition Dream Returns

West Street, [Mistress of Abundance].

A huge rice pot big enough to stew a cow was set up in the center of the street. A long queue formed around the pot, and homeless city residents, under the supervision of adventurers, took turns to receive relief.

Compared to the number of people in the shelter, this place is obviously too abnormal.

back kitchen,

"Mari, are you really okay? Putting your blood in the porridge or something." Cassandra looked nervous.

"No! Mary! Spirit!"

Mermaid blood is a very rare drop item. Usually, one portion will be dropped by ten mermen, and at that, it is only a little bit.

Sir Ciel is truly a devil to be able to make mermaids donate their precious blood...ah, no, he is great.

After Lily and the others distributed the last bowl of porridge, today's work at the tavern came to an end.

They were filled with happy yet tired smiles, grateful and fulfilled for having lived a day.

On the way home.

Mali walked with big strides, enjoying the rare life on the ground: "Working~working~, working hard, Mali working!"

"Ah~ If only I could live like this every day." Lily held her head in her hands, her face full of peace. Although it was a dark period, she felt that she was living a much happier life than before.

Anya hugged Lily's head and said, "When can I see Master's shooting skills again, meow?"

"First, integrate what you were taught before, Lady Anya." Lily rolled her eyes.

Cassandra looked at the people playing around and smiled secretly with her hands covering her mouth.

If only it could stay like this forever...

Back at the church, Tina hugged the troublemaker and made faces. When she saw everyone coming back, she rushed over to cuddle with them with a beaming face.

"Ah~ Lady Tina, please control your strength, it's too heavy!" Lily cried out in humiliation after being knocked down by Tina. Cassandra shared the midnight snack she brought back with Tina and the troublemaker.

An ordinary day for the girls just passed like this.

At night, Cassandra lay on the bed, rubbing the soft pillow, kicking away Lily's thighs that were leaning against her, and fell asleep peacefully.

"I hope... tomorrow will be a happy day as well."

……

Firelight

The dark flames crackled, the roof beams collapsed, the broken statues were half stained with blood, and crazy roars echoed in the dark hell of fire.

“Sister~~Sister~~Where are you~~~~Ahhhhhh, have you seen my sister?”

The black elf with a ponytail had a distorted expression like a demon. She grabbed Cassandra's neck with one hand and asked grimly, "Sister, where is she? Where did you hide her?"

"I have no idea!"

"I don't know. How could you not know?" The girl's expression became more and more distorted, and her tone was eerie and hoarse: "I gave you the chance but you didn't use it."

Bear--

A pitch-black flame ignited from the soles of Cassandra's feet, instantly burning her entire body.

……