My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit-Chapter 289 - 269: Isn’t Charm Value Supposed to Be a Speech Attribute?

Chapter 289: Chapter 269: Isn’t Charm Value Supposed to Be a Speech Attribute?

In fact, Xue Dili had once thought about grabbing this child and refining them in an instant.

He considered himself not a good person in the traditional sense. Whether it was the Great Sage, the old Undead, or Odysseus, they had taught him to use despicable means and traps to achieve his goals, including but not limited to poisoning, sneak attacks, ambushes, and using the enemy’s family, etc.

It is likely that in the process of achieving his goals, there were many innocent victims. If someone could see the number of his killings, then Xue Dili’s kill count might be in the billions or even tens of billions.

If judged by human law, he should be sent to the gallows.

So he is very self-aware, knowing he is more like a vile conspirator. Even though the outcomes are good, no matter how much he tries to cover it up with words, this remains a fact.

In the context of Ultraman, he at most belongs to the type of anti-hero, or a grey character wandering between black and white. He could never become Light, at most just a cosmic Demon.

Therefore, he considers himself only suitable for cooperating with the Interstellar Corps, not joining them, because many of his practices and methods might not accord with the worldview of the members of the Interstellar Corps.

Yet even such a vile conspirator as himself could discern what is utterly vile.

The Frost Signal Halberd was handed to Lan Lin’Er. Xue Dili said, "I want to see the real world with my own eyes, so would you like to join me in burning it all to ashes?"

Moonlight cast on Xue Dili, stretching his shadow long on the ground, while Lan Lin’Er sat crouched, dazedly gazing at this figure under the moonlight.

"I... why is this place such a hell, I don’t understand, why?" she asked Xue Dili, bewildered.

"Hell? But what you consider hell is someone else’s life."

Lan Lin’Er’s pupils shrank, her mouth agape, not knowing what to say. She saw everything inside that factory, humans entering the production line of birthing like livestock, while male Mage Apprentices were breeding sequentially like on a conveyor belt.

Here was no love, no hope, no future nor Light, only absurdity and distortion in endless despair like hell.

This instantly made her, who was still hopeful for beautiful love and a joyful future, feel her personality twisted, her worldview shattered, her thoughts alienated, and she didn’t know what to do or how to do it.

"Why, it shouldn’t be like this, why?" she asked, clutching her head in anguish.

But Xue Dili calmly said, "I won’t teach you how things should be done, but I will look at the true face of this world, see the slums of the Divine Capital, observe the degraded people struggling to survive; travel to the northern border, see those defending the frontier fighting Demon Beasts, blood staining the snowy plains; beautiful yet desolate."

"And the western marshes, southern forests and eastern oceans, see how the people struggling to survive there manage to live, for this world has more than just the Divine Capital, more than just the Mage Academy."

Xue Dili’s words echoed in her ears. She was not a girl who liked the lower classes. Growing up pampered, lavished with family love, lower realms filled with divine service, she had never seen the plight of the lower classes.

She even never had to fight for herself.

But this time descending to the lower realm, she changed her identity to come here, but saw a world completely different from before.

Should this world truly be like this?

"This world should not be like this," came Xue Dili’s words.

It’s unclear if the Charm took effect, or if Xue Dili’s Charm Value increased his persuasiveness. The statement seemed like a demonic sound seeping into her mind, making her immediately understand her mission, the mission of descending to the lower realm this time, and the mission she must execute as a "Divine Maiden."

As if some power emerged unfathomably, the Frost Signal Halberd stood before her, Lan Lin’Er reached out, silently grasping the Treasure exuding a chilling aura.

In the next moment, the Treasure erupted with a strong reaction, the light converging in the moonlight into a skull.

"What do you wish to do with my power?"

"I want the power to change the world! At least, to change this hell, even if only a little."

The Frost Signal Halberd burst with cold light, the silver skull laughing: "Interesting, then temporarily use my power!"

"Contract established!"

As she grasped the Frost Signal Halberd, it was as if she transformed like a Magical Girl, a full-body armor with a skeletal texture materialized on her soft and cute figure, adding a heroic spirit.

"This is my power, use it well. When you breach the contract, you will lose the power of a Magical Girl," the Frost Signal Halberd remarked.

"Then watch closely." In the moonlight, she entered the factory.

He smiled, as Xue Dili suddenly realized this child bore a faint Protection from the world; though minimal, it proved his previous speculations. The world-chosen protagonist to save it was indeed Heart Stealer’s daughter.

Wonderful!

The Hero’s daughter and the Demon King’s father, as well as seeing my cowardice once more.

Xue Dili slightly curled his lips, clad in a white robe, he too would collect the world’s sufferings here, enduring all the world’s pain for everyone.

Then, pour all this suffering into the Frost Signal Halberd.

"Actually, I’ve suddenly discovered the real use of my increased Charm Value Protection." It seemed like he was talking to himself, as if he was used to having an old man accompany him in his body babbling, although right now his body was void of anyone,

"The real use of the Protection from Aleye, increasing Charm Value, is for speech, and to persuade others." Xue Dili glanced at this world, mockingly saying, "It’s just unfortunate that this Teaching Country doesn’t even have a tavern."

"Indeed, most boys are hung on trees since birth, what need is there for a tavern?"

...

The next day, news of a destroyed birthing factory became the hottest topic in the Divine Capital in recent years.

The factory was destroyed, but all the ordinary people inside were knocked unconscious and, upon waking, claimed they remembered nothing.

What shocked everyone even more was that a large number of the originally de-evolved humans reverted back to ordinary people, and the physical deformities caused by the beast medicine also reverted to normal.

The people of the Divine Capital believed this to be a grace bestowed by the Gods.

Only the Divine Race families who had truly interacted with the Divine King were puzzled, sending people to investigate what was going on here.

This news was overshadowed by the emergence of a mage capable of curing all diseases in the slums, and in just one night, most of the de-evolved individuals in the slums had been transformed back into normal humans.

However, these divine nobles were completely unaware, as they had never originally kept track of the proportion of de-evolved individuals in the slums.

That day, the entire Divine Capital was exceptionally lively, and the usually desolate Teaching Country seemed to come alive, with people flocking to see what was happening.

Amidst this environment, a carriage slowly exited the North City Gate of the Divine Capital.

"Yes... no, I mean, Xediles, where are we heading next?" asked Lan Lin’Er, sitting across in the carriage.

"To the northern frontier, Rosmar," Xue Dili replied while writing in the book he held.

"Xediles, you’ve been writing in that book. What exactly are you writing?" she asked curiously.

"Just my travelogue," Xue Dili revealed the cover, which prominently read "Xediles’ Travels."

"When you finish, could I be the first reader?"

"Perhaps."

Responding while a thorn slowly embedded itself under the pure white hood, Xue Dili turned to a new page and wrote.

"Innovation Era: Day Three, Blizzard"

...

Meanwhile, the young officer was walking with an exhausted expression, supported by a bashful... lizardman by his side?

More accurately, a half-dragon, whose lizard-like features made it quite an eyesore, a transformation that even in "The Odyssey" would be considered quite shabby.

"Mr. Hajimede, we are about to reach the Spirit Bird Tribe’s habitat," said the bashful half-dragon maid.

"Oh... oh..." The young officer forced himself to perk up, then looked at the Spirit Bird Tribe of this world.

He hoped this would go smoothly, he thought to himself.

The Spirit Bird Tribe was also a very powerful group in this world’s Demon Beasts, just like the Flying Dragon Race, and included pseudo-Tier Five spirit birds, so he had to come here.

His actual goal was to recruit all Demon Beasts with quasi-Tier Five Beast Kings, as it would naturally lead smaller Demon Beast groups to pledge allegiance, thereby gathering significant strength.

This strength might unexpectedly benefit in the fight against the Heart Stealer.

No matter how tired, he had to keep pushing, as the thought of the world’s suffering motivated him anew.

"Who goes there!" came the crisp voice from the Spirit Bird Tribe.

"I am the Flying Dragon Queen, Spirit Bird King; we have a way to help you advance further on the path of transformation, and I am living proof," the half-dragon queen adeptly negotiated like a helpful wife.

The fluttering wings stirred droplets in the forest, and a fierce bird with the head of a clucking chicken appeared before them.

Upon seeing the half-dragon form of the Flying Dragon Queen, the Spirit Bird King was astounded, for while humans saw this as an incomplete transformation, to the Demon Beasts, it was a coveted achievement.

"Young man, what is your name?"

"Hajimede Bifeng."

After some negotiations and a few hours of using the Transformation Technique, a "bird woman banshee" with human features, retaining bird-like legs, covered in feathers with a clucking chicken head, appeared.

She excitedly embraced the young officer, saying, "Lord Hajimede, I have no way to repay your great kindness. I offer myself to you."

The young officer: "..."

"Young man, you smell wonderful. Let us build a love nest together, but please do not mind; for birds, our nesting and waste disposal share the same space, though I have just tidied it..." the bird woman with the clucking chicken face cooed.

"Gently..." This was the young officer’s final defiance.

...

The half-dragon queen subtly gestured to give them space, having already eaten her fill earlier.

Minutes later, a wailing sound echoed from the mountain spring.

"Hum-hum-hum, ahhhhhhhh!"