164 Dual Talent(1/2)
"Come on, little Shire, come and try this. I remember your favorite food."
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Main World, inside the Kelanston Manor Restaurant.
At the dining table, when he saw his wife looking at her attentive, the fat Earl on the main seat coughed dryly: "Don't let him eat meat. Charles has been feeling unwell recently and is not suitable for eating meat."
"Is that true?" The fat lady blinked at her husband, turned to look at Charles again, confused, but said nothing, but smiled and took back the plate of bacon placed in front of Charles.
As a housewife, Mrs. Kelanston didn't know much about the caster. In fact, there were quite a few nobles like her.
For example, the former Shire had no idea about all this before he entered this class.
Alan on the side seemed to understand this, but in the face of the inexplicable strange atmosphere on the dining table, he didn't dare to say anything, but lowered his head and ate his own food.
Shire was helpless about this.
The so-called shock period has passed for a long time, and he has no idea what to say about banning the word at the moment.
However, he did not say much, but thanked the stepmother and started drinking water on his own.
The first breakfast to return to the main world was still quiet. After the meal, my younger brother Allen was about to go to Royal College, while Mrs. Collanceton began preparing for a new day of friends' gatherings.
The fat Count was also dressed and officially started a new day's work, but before leaving, he looked at Charles deeply.
Some of the other party’s remarks on the dining table just now were unwilling to be ignored.
But Charles shrugged.
He just deliberately said something that was not too important or too serious, but was enough to alert the other party. As a mysterious counterattack against this cheap father last night, it was also another test.
"It's up to you yesterday's hug." As he murmured, Charles turned around and walked upstairs, frowned as he walked.
What this person said yesterday still made him feel uneasy, but unfortunately, after asking, this "cheap father" never mentioned it, which made Charles feel helpless.
"But it seems that I'm not a bloody situation like adoption."
Thinking about it, he pushed open the bedroom door and came to the window to watch the Earl of Corranston who was leaving below.
"And it seems to care more?" He was a little puzzled when he thought of this.
Since he has a certain relationship, why did he make him go to Pita City to become a bait?
"Just rest assured that that vulgar old man can protect me from being fully prepared?"
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These things are confusing, and the newly acquired abilities only show that some things the other party is doing or has done, rather than related to itself.
However, Charles did not think too much about these things. Sitting on the chair in front of the bedroom window, he began to think about his shuttle door.
"I sacrificed the meteorite, but the world was not really touched, so is that thing in place?"
"It seems I should go in as soon as possible."
"By the way, the ground was about to collapse when I left."
Thinking of this, he quickly got up and walked to the bedside table, opened the drawer and saw that the crystal necklace inside was reflected in his eyes.
Charles breathed a sigh of relief.
This necklace was given to him by Archbishop Feligi, the church after he was promoted to the ring, with the purpose of covering up his special aura.
However, after Charles came to the manor, he did not wear it into the shuttle door because he was afraid of whether there was any tracking spell in it - although the Real Eye did not have any prompts, he could not guarantee that there would be no.
"But now I have to wear it."
Muttering, he grabbed the necklace in his hand and then began to think again.
There is a space transfer spell attached to this necklace, so even if there is a collapse crisis, Charles is not afraid of being buried alive.
"Just how to explain that the necklace was crushed? After all, I have been carrying it in the manor without any danger..."
Thoughtful, he picked up a book placed on the window ridge and began to read it absent-mindedly.
The arrangements of the church, the Fat Earl's speeches and secrets, and the current environment are not as concerned as Charles' concern for the shuttle door.
That is the foundation for your own survival, and everything else is secondary.
After all, this involves the secret of your own traveling. If you want to find a way out, you can only focus on it.
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Time passed, and there was no sound in the bedroom except for the sound of flipping books. During this period, the old butler passed by here and knocked on the door. He noticed that Charles didn't say anything after quietly reading the book.
The servants would occasionally pass outside the door or make a noise while cleaning, but they did not disturb him.
His cheap stepmother, who was quite attentive in the morning, took a carriage and left the house shortly after, without even calling him a greeting, which was not beyond Charles' expectations.
The way I looked like in the morning was just a show.
It was noon, and only him and many servants were still there in the manor.
It was not until the afternoon that Mrs. Kelanston, who had left casually, returned in a carriage. Not long after, Charles' cheap brother also came back to the manor.
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The lawn outside the window has a unique bleakness in the greenness of the lawn, and the breeze in front of the window is gentle and continuous. Various characteristics silently tell the end of summer and the arrival of autumn. Security personnel repeatedly patrol, and the gardeners work diligently on the lawn.
Everything seemed busy and dull. Charles sat in the chair in front of the window and watched it all, and suddenly felt a sense of leisure and satisfaction.
"It's a pity that this kind of life is not for me."
He murmured, then looked down and the attribute table came into his eyes.
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【Your name: Charles Colanston】
【Your age: 16】
【Your health status: full of vitality】
【Your level of life: the second ring】
【Your spiritual level: Black Iron Throne】
【The talent you have: the true eye, the son of the sun, the master of the long night, the fate of walking】
【Skills you master: Necromancer, Holy Light, Flame, Magical Ritual, Item Making】
[The shuttle door has been charged, the remaining time is: 0:03 pm on 1 day]
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Watching his current state, Charles pondered silently.
Three camouflage spells and the seven gods' marks were transformed into another talent under the mixed devour of unknown powers.
A talent that looks a bit unsightly.
[Walking fate: Fate opens three doors for you, one past, one present, one future]
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[Feature 1: You can grasp the target's current destiny through touch to form a card. You can also use the card instead of the target's spiritual medium to curse or other spell casting]
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【Feature 2: Fusion of psychic talent, you can weave the target soul body into a psychic card and seal a spell in the card at the same time】
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【Feature 3: No one can see the true face of your spirit body】
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[Feature 4: You are immune to any prophetic and fate spells, you cannot be detected by exploration and tracking spells]
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【Feature 5: Swearing backlash, curse, body-taking and other spells against spirits will automatically be transferred to your Ring of Resentment until the resentment you have stored is exhausted】
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【Feature 6: You can faintly perceive your own destiny】
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Watching all this, Charles fell into deep thought.
He had tried to capture fate before, but he did not notice the ability of the psychic card, but as he watched, the use of this ability appeared in his heart.
The subsequent characteristics basically inherited from three camouflage spells, but they may have been more perfect. The characteristics of immune tracking and exploration made him unable to help but grin.
But when Charles looked at the fifth feature, all this was temporarily left behind by him.
"Can you charge?" After looking thoughtfully for several times, Charle finally retracted his gaze and looked at the second talent he gained after advancing.
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【The Lord of the Long Night: Under the darkness, all you can bring is cold and death]
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To be continued...