Continue to consume 180XP, [Cat's Elegance. Tachibana] has been upgraded two levels in a row.

Upgraded to Lv3 [Cat's Elegance. In addition to being able to provide more feedback to [Cat Tachibana], [Tachibana Power] provides Arthur with a 0.5 physique, lv2+0.2, and Lv3+0.3, and [Tachibana Sleep] also provides an ability to fall asleep quickly.

To put it simply, if you want to sleep, you can sleep when you lie down.

It's a boon for insomniacs.

At the same time, learn [Silent Stepping] and [Elegance of Cats. Tachibana], Arthur's [Spirituality] increased by 0.3.

Glancing at the attributes that had become [Physique: 2.6] and [Spirituality: 1.0], Arthur's gaze once again turned to the secret arts he could master.

As for accumulating XP?

Inexistent!

Arthur knows very well that for him at this stage, only quickly converting all his XP into strength is the best choice - the growing fame, the 'challenger' that may appear at any time, can't rely on [Breath of Death] every time to get through the difficulties, right?

After all, such a big mysterious side is not all 'Dead Poets Society'!

There are other people, other forces.

Once the [Breath of Death] is used frequently, there will always be a trace of secrecy peeked through, and it doesn't take too much, as long as the other party arranges him for the 'Breath of Death', his 'strength' will be limited by ninety percent, and at that time, he has no other way than to choose [Breath of Death] to go berserk.

And if he chooses [Breath of Death] to go berserk, even if he is in the wilderness, he will definitely become the number one enemy of the owner of that city.

No one can tolerate the widespread death of civilians in their territory - even if they don't despise these civilians in their hearts, they know how important they are.

When civilians are dead, who will plow, graze, and provide services for them?

Therefore, most lords will choose to appease the commoners, let them work hard, and have more children.

It's no one else.

It's themselves.

Aside from the others, the Countess of Nanlos definitely knew this.

Therefore, if he chooses [Breath of Death] to go berserk in South Loth, then wait for one thunderbolt after another to chase him.

Thinking about what he saw that day, even at this moment, Arthur still felt his scalp tingle.

The power of thunder, the power of the sky!

It's always intimidating!

Of all the secret techniques recorded, Arthur was most interested in [Mnemonics], but lacked the brains of Slote's goldfish.

The same is true for another secret technique, Abdel's Fire Control Technique, which lacks the 'Salamander's Sac'.

And when these two secrets were put aside, Arthur's eyes were on the [Noise Technique] and the [Wand Fighting Technique].

For the psychic class, the convenience of [Noise] is second only to [Hand of Nothingness], and [Wand Fighting] is an additional boost in battle.

After a little thought, Arthur made a decision -

[Noise Lv3: Although most people think that it can only play pranks, or drive away wild cats and wild dogs, etc., but the Imperial court mage 'Charricot' doesn't think it's fun enough, so after discovering this secret, this old friend ' Harrington's court mage, who refused to play cards, began to perfect this secret technique when he was bored, but most people were not interested in the latter part, and the effect: Based on spirituality, it consumes a trace of physical strength, and the silent recitation of the diagram Hei can create a loud noise or two squirting sounds within a radius of 16 meters from the caster. 】

(Note 1: Loud noise is about 100 decibels)

(Note 2: The sound of rustling can be the sound of the wind blowing through the window, the sound of leaves, or the sound of some footsteps, or the low sound of boys and girls crying, or the sound of cracking and farting in the crotch)

……

Arthur looked at the label and couldn't help but start touching his chin.

Although the court mage of the empire was really bored, the crotch cracking and farting sounds seemed quite interesting to him.

As long as it's applied correctly, it works wonders.

Think about what happens when a person charges at you with a sword and suddenly the crotch cracks?

Even if it's an 'Arcana-level' powerhouse, you have to look down at your crotch.

At that time, it was his chance.

To put it simply, this secret technique is a magic skill to deal with people who want to face!

As for the sound of farting?

Even better!

From then on, he is the king of balls and salons, whoever is not convinced will hold it for me, as long as he speaks, it is a fart.

It's a pity that there is no noise!

And also......

Did this master create a secret technique that would make people 'stomach ache'? ’

Arthur thought expectantly, and looked at the [Wand Fighting Technique]-

[Wand Fighting Lv2: In the middle of the Silver Age, an alchemist 'Ms. Abel' created this secret technique, the original purpose was just to make up for her lack of physical strength and make it safer when going out to find materials, but as time went by, she continued to improve this secret technique, and finally reached the current level: Effect: Consume some physical strength to cast a secret technique in the figure compound 'Ga', give the staff magic power, and turn into a wand with fighting ability in 1 minute]

(Note 1: The caster has and only one 'wand')

(Note 2: When the 'wand' in your hand is completely broken, you can choose a new 'wand')

(Note 3: The 'wand' cannot leave a 6-meter radius of the caster)

(Note 4: Lv2's 'Wand' fighting ability is equivalent to that of a skilled fighter)

……

There is nothing abrupt, compared to the master Herc and the court mage Charricot, this 'Lady Abel' is as stable as ever, steady and steady, steadily improving, making it impossible to recall the slightest mistake.

Arthur agreed.

Surprises are nice, but they're definitely not the norm!

Only steady improvement is the norm.

It's still the norm that people are most happy to see.

Arthur's gaze swept over the 22 XP points remaining, ending the power boost.

He glanced at the 'Smoke Mirror Usurpation' with regret, although he only needed 20 XP to learn, but his [Spirituality] was not up to par.

It's clear that this is a demanding quick-start technique.

'I just don't know, Malinda created her own way of blending the power of the undead into the smoke? There is still a corresponding secret technique. ’

Recalling the appearance of Malinda spewing smoke to ward off enemies, hurrying, and storing things, Arthur expressed some envy.

Comprehensive!

It's so comprehensive!

It's a pity that such a secret technique is not something he can get.

He couldn't get the corresponding chips.

Or rather......

He couldn't afford that.

With the woman's character, he wanted to reach the level of the other party, unless he signed a contract to be a slave to the other party, otherwise, it was impossible.

It's as if the other party wants his six-handed [Hands of Nothingness].

Thinking in his heart, Arthur got up from the crossbar, stretched a big waist towards the rising sun, and whispered in his mouth—

"A beautiful day begins."

As soon as the words fell, Simon on the side woke up in a daze.

"Consultant, why do I have a little headache and my whole body is weak?"

The midshipman staggered to his feet, shaking his head incessantly.

"It's normal to rest all night in the wilderness, just eat something and have a barbecue."

Arthur said with an unchanged face.

The probationary police officer certainly did not suspect his adviser, and Pendragon looked at his master in shock, as if he did not understand why his master was so shameless.

Arthur, on the other hand, bowed his head and looked indifferently at the orange cat in his arms who had experienced twists and turns and must have an extraordinary fate.

An idea just appeared in the bottom of my heart.

He said in a voice that only he and Pendragon could hear—

"Pan, do you want to be in control of your own destiny?

Pan, do you want to have power?

No more chased, no longer beaten, no longer in the face of frightened people and things, no longer spurned and ridiculed by those who have nothing to do.

Pan......

Will you continue to spend the rest of your life with me until I die? ”

The young 'medium' dropped Pendragon from his arms and held out his right hand.

The orange cat squatting there tilted its head and looked at the young medium's right hand.

After a few moments, the orange cat put its paws on it.

The mouth is softly screaming—

Meow~

(End of chapter)