MM Racing #171 - Section 171
#171 - Section 171
The goddess pondered for a moment: “Intuition, huh… Alright, I understand.”
Weimiya Shirou.
Lv.3 - Lv.4.
Endurance: SS1002 - I0.
Agility: S990 - I0.
Magic Power: SSS1318 - I0.
Magic.
[Unlimited Blade Works]
[Knight Of Goddess]
[Innocent Monster]
[Mind's Eye (True)]
The insight cultivated through training and discipline allows one to calmly grasp their own situation and the enemy's abilities in unfavorable circumstances, finding a "battle theory" for survival.
A high-level [Mind's Eye] can even produce a brief "precognition" effect.
256
Chapter 256: Fighting Nation, Tiel Skura.
Tione went to the Dian Cecht Familia's hospital and spoke directly to Amid upon seeing her.
As the city's most outstanding healer, Amid couldn't recognize what these herb-like droppings actually were.
Tione thought these materials might be useful, so she specifically collected them, picking out the parts that looked like leaves or twigs, clearly unusable for making equipment, and came to ask Amid to identify them.
She paused for a moment and continued, "If possible, you can hand them over to our Familia's alchemist for further judgment. However, this will take some time and may require some experimentation."
Tione nodded and handed her the herbs.
Tione was slightly stunned, a hint of embarrassment on her face: "…Can you tell?"
"I'm a healer; I'm always a bit sensitive to these changes."
Having treated countless patients and injured people, Amid had clearly noticed that Tione's condition was abnormal.
Tione scratched her cheek awkwardly and said somewhat helplessly: "Ah—it's not a big deal… I've just been having dreams lately. Is there anything that can help with sleep?"
Even though she had left Fighting Nation many years ago, these dreams kept repeating in her mind, like an endless torment.
But recently, her dreams had undergone some different changes.
A man was carrying her in his arms—no, he was dragging her by the hair, like humans in the primitive era, in a barbaric and violent manner, mercilessly dragging her out of that arena filled with blood and slaughter, and leading her to his kingdom.
Tione dreamed of the worst woman in her memory—Algya Galiford; she had attacked Shirou.
“Guh…”
Thinking of that nightmare, Tione couldn't help but clench her fists, her knuckles slightly white, obviously still bothered by the scene in the dream.
“I’m really sorry. Please don’t tell Ais or those idiots.”
Amid smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret."
Tiona curiously ran over, and upon seeing the two whispering, she leaned in to ask.
She quickly made up an excuse, covered up the previous conversation, and then naturally changed the subject.
Tiona didn't seem to care too much, nodded, and continued to busy herself with her own affairs.
Just as Lefiya was choosing medicine bottles, her line of sight was suddenly attracted by a familiar figure: "Miss Oura?"
Oura heard someone call her name, turned around, and a delighted smile appeared on her face: "Lefiya-chan~ What a coincidence."
Oura nodded, then looked at Ais and bowed slightly: "Ah, Miss Ais, hello. Please give my regards to Lady Riveria."
Although Oura smiled elegantly and sweetly, the feeling she gave Ais always revealed an indescribable strangeness.
“What?!”
Although Lefiya's whisper was soft, Tione, with her sensitive ears, heard it instantly, and she immediately strode over.
Although there was a hint of regret in her tone, the expression on her face seemed calm.
But just then, Oura's expression suddenly became gentle.
“Weimiya-sama is my everything~”
Her eyes seemed to be saying that.
Ais frowned and muttered to herself: "As I thought, something's very wrong…"
A month ago.
“The target is the port city near Orario – Melen.”
On the deck, the short goddess gazed into the distance.
This was a dimly lit underground space illuminated by a few candles.
The surroundings were filled with a mysterious and oppressive atmosphere, a scene that could undoubtedly be described as an "underground organization" or a "secret cult."
It was a fanaticism like an obsession, wrapped in silence, unsettlingly present there.
A man in long robes knelt on the ground, praying loudly.
Kneeling before the altar was a beautiful beastwoman wearing only long robes.
After the man finished chanting in a solemn voice, a celestial being slowly walked in front of her.
It was a bewitching male god with a decadent aura.
Tall, with slender body lines, wearing tattered black clothes, and always with a faint smile on his lips.
“God, oh God… Can you really, really grant my wish?”
The male god chuckled softly, his voice like a breeze brushing over the ice in winter: “Yes, as long as you make a contract with me. You've already heard the contents of the contract, haven't you? When you dedicate yourself to my divine will, I will fulfill my oath and guarantee that your wish will be fulfilled in the next life.”
The male god pulled out a silver dagger from his waist, the dagger cut his finger, and drops of bright red blood dripped onto the beastwoman's back.
This was the ceremony for granting "God's Grace."
Goddess Hephaestus took out a small knife, gently cut her finger, and used her divine blood to help Wei Gong update his ability values.
Strength: SS1001-I0.
Dexterity: SS1126-I0.
Developmental Abilities: [Mystery] G-F, [Forging] G-F, [Dominion] I.
Skills.
[Oath Under The Snow]
[Roadless Valhalla]
[Mind's Eye True]
Based on the information obtained, predicts the opponent's actions and possesses superb evasion skills to overcome difficulties.
This ability is not a gift, but is acquired through unremitting training and overwhelming combat experience. Therefore, it is a weapon that only mortals can master.
"Miss Amid, could you please take a look at these drops and see if they can be used to make medicine?"
Amid looked at the items Tione handed over, with a look of confusion on her face: "This is?"
"Materials dropped by new types of monsters."
Tione explained.
These materials were obtained from the drops after they fought plant-type monsters on the eighteenth floor not long ago.
"Hmm, drops from new types of monsters..."
Amid pondered for a moment, then shook her head: "It's really hard to say just by looking at them whether these materials can be used to make medicine, or what kind of medicines they can make. At least, just looking at them like this, I can't confirm their specific effects."
"I understand, I'll leave it to you, Miss Amid."
Amid took the materials and placed them aside, then raised her eyes to look at Tione: "Speaking of which, Miss Tione... are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
Amid smiled gently.
Although Tione tried her best to hide it so that Ais and the others wouldn't notice, these subtle changes were easily seen through by Amid, a first-class healer.
Her recent dreams started out like before, dreaming of the past events in the Fighting Kingdom.
Tione dreamed of that brutal and fierce master, dreamed of the arena where members of the same tribe killed each other, dreamed of her berserker-like sister... and that cold and ruthless goddess.
That powerful man appeared.
He appeared with an absolute [Dominion], crushing all the nightmare elements in the dream and saving her.
In the dream, she felt an unprecedented sense of relief and security, and the original nightmare turned into a beautiful dream.
However, in the next moment, the "nightmare" descended again.
That hateful woman entangled with Shirou like a madwoman, trying to kill him.
And the worst part is... she's stronger than me.
"I understand, then, I will prescribe some angelica herbs with sleep-inducing effects, which may help you get a good night's sleep."
Tione leaned over the counter, brought her face closer, and discussed with Amid in a low voice, with a wry smile on her face.
Just then, a light voice came from behind: "What's wrong——?"
Amid maintained a calm smile and said lightly: "It's nothing, we're just talking about buying and selling dropped items."
Ais and Lefiya, who came with Tione, took this opportunity to purchase some healing potions and mental potions.
She looked up slightly and saw Aura Muriel, the [Silver Cup] of the Dionysus Familia, standing next to the opposite shelf.
"Miss Aura, are you here to buy medicine too?"
Lefiya asked politely.
"Yes, that's right."
Ais was stunned for a moment, then nodded somewhat awkwardly: "Ah... um."
However, Little Ais's intuition told her that something was wrong with the elf in front of her.
Just then, Lefiya lowered her voice and asked quietly: "By the way, Miss Aura, are you and Mr. Wei Gong... on a date?"
Aura didn't seem to care, chuckled, and shook her head, saying, "No, Wei Gong-sama doesn't like me."
Hearing this, Tione's killing intent seemed to diminish slightly.
She looked up at the ceiling, as if immersed in some kind of fantasy, with a slightly obsessed smile on her face: "However, even so, I am still wholeheartedly devoted to Wei Gong-sama."
Tielsch Kur, Fighting Kingdom, a giant sailing warship is slowly leaving the port.
257
Chapter 257 Gathering of Darkness.
Many people wearing long robes gathered in a spacious stone room, with metal forehead protectors on their headscarves covering their mouths.
The atmosphere was solemn and肅穆, and in the depths of everyone's eyes, a kind of "fervor" that could not be ignored was burning.
"Master, please bless our new comrades."
This ordinary stone hall was arranged like an altar, with the emblem of the Celestial God faction hanging on the central wall—a heart intertwined with iron and bronze, and a black single-winged emblem like the scythe of the Grim Reaper.
His long hair was as smooth as silk, and the dark purple color revealed a strange kind of gorgeousness.
His pupils, the same color as his hair, were slightly narrowed at the moment, and his eyes swept over the orc woman kneeling in front of him, revealing a mixture of pity and indifference.
The orc woman looked up at the male god, her voice trembling slightly, with a trace of unease and desire.
His smile was eerie and sacred, as if carrying some kind of blessing power, shrouded in front of the orc woman.
The woman looked at the male god with a dependent look, slowly trembling her hands, quietly taking off her long robe, revealing her back, and kneeling devoutly in front of the altar.
The blood seemed to have some kind of magic, slowly seeping into her skin, followed by bone-piercing pain and strange warmth.