Enter Me! The Skillionaire Says In Parentheses - Chapter 221

The Harps wandered and ended up hanging out together in one part of the ruined Citadel, they could be seen communicating with each other about something. MF wasn’t close enough to have her Minor Overseer to translate what they were talking about but it seemed like there was an increase in the streamline of faith that they sent occasionally.

‘I didn’t expect them to have any intelligence to begin with. Then again, the fact that they have the urge to play around and trick their victims in battle was enough to prove that they were a cheeky bunch.’

After an interaction with her new disciple, that was actually more akin to a friendly interrogation than anything else—MF discovered that the Rogue Citadel that she had brutally massacred was named ‘Impertus Citadel’.

Likewise, as Ollen started to open up rather quickly about everything else aside from his true goal that MF probably don’t want to pry as much, she had gained information on how an Angel Slayer that was also a human like him ended up being together within the Citadel of Bearing Edge.

Just like what MF predicted, Ollen was actually one of the famous Angel Slayers from the past, nicknamed The Black Folklore within the Association’s list. Apparently, in the pursuit of this one truth that was related to his goal, he purposely made a bad name for himself so that he could infiltrate this huge syndicate of troublemakers and blend naturally with the bad people within this Continent.

What was more surprising, Ollen was actually both a mana cultivator and physical cultivator. He was at the peak of Nascent World Stage and Ethereal Siphoning respectively to both worlds of usurpation.

As of now, Ollen was feeling adapted to the realization that he was a disciple of a rather biblical entity. MF didn’t disclose everything but she told more about his sect in return, and also the fact that she had infiltrated the Sacred Library in the past when they hadn’t transported the whole thing into another private dimension.

“As I said, there won’t be any demerit for you.” MF had created a table and a pair of chairs for both of them to sit on in the middle of the conversation—and the ruins of the Citadel. She sipped her tea. “There will be more contracts that you need to sign later when we arrive at my domain, to prevent skepticism from my colleagues and the other divine beings there.”

MF could also gain more information about the Dark Guild of Bearing Edge later from Ollen. Obviously, acquiring him to be a part of Lautus Tunguska brought nothing but advantage to the whole situation about the upcoming Citadels War.

“So I will become the Librarian in your sect,” Ollen slyly grinned as he twirled the cup of tea in his hand to distort his reflection. “Anything else that you want me to expect and keep in mind?”

“Mmmhhh~” MF closed both of her eyes as she savored the distinct taste of tea that she made. “I’m gonna turn you into a woman.”

“Fine by me.” Ollen chuckled. “I would even dare to have one of my hands removed with this amount of merit on my side.”

‘Yes! I managed to convince him, somehow!’ MF almost accidentally showed her outburst of happiness as she sipped her tea. Then again, she would still change Ollen into female whether he liked it or not. “Drink that tea then.”

“Hahaha, I know that I put something in here.” Ollen showed an amused expression the moment he knew what was going on. “I’m a cautious person, boss. Apologize if I looked uncourteous.”

“Those who were cautious would live, it’s a must have trait for those who wanted to strive for greatness. It’s actually a good sign in my eyes.”

“Don’t mind if I do this then.” Ollen immediately drank all of the content inside the cup in one chug. The elaborate mutagen that MF had inserted into the liquid began to immediately seep into his whole nucleus systems within his vessel.

In just ten seconds, Ollen’s genetic and chromosome structure was rewritten. With the given supply of energy and material that MF had condensed, the transformation was severely accelerated.

While he endured the pain, MF walked towards his side and personally began to play with his vessel structure manually and reshaped his appearance.

His height was decreased to reduce the intimidation factor he had, knowing that he would be the one who was going to manage the library of the sect. His face was mostly kept the same with a little bit of modification to make him feminine while also looking like an adult. Soon enough, a pair of melons began to grow into a moderate level. The same with the bone structures and his widening hip.

MF then grew his hair to a waist level. She then created a black rubber band and personally tied Ollen’s hair into a ponytail.

The suit that Ollen wore gradually looked loose, until eventually, he was fully transformed into a she.

“That is, a funny experience, to say the least.” His voice was still in a deep tone although it would still be immediately identified as a female in the first listen. “Huh, my voice changed too.”

“Unless you want to have people question you, I’m fine with that.”

Ollen chuckled as she gazed at her boss who bore the smile that said ‘try me if you dare’.

“Ahahah, no thanks.”

In just a single touch, MF tightens her suit and ties to match with his new figure. She also created a capelet using the dark seed of creation of his divine gauntlet. Just like playing a doll, MF put it on Ollen and then added a symbol of her sect on the front.

‘… I think I want to dress up my Primis more when I’m home.’

After all of the preparation, both of them departed to the sect. Most of the Harps were left behind as they protected the ruined Citadel for MF to utilize later

On their way, MF noticed a huge caravan of merchants from back then. ‘Ah, the Kazdal guy, he is still alive it seems.’

It wasn’t wrong to expect all kinds of people that you met to be dead after a few days in this kind of world. MF ignored the caravan as she boosted her wings propeller to soar the sky.

The halo on top of her was still in pitch black, it was still unknown when the awakening would be finished but MF had prepared a lot of contingency for such complications in the future, as Cyanotype helped her list the rest of the requirements to commence all of those backup plans.

‘Next time, I won’t come unprepared when a tribulation comes.’ MF showed a brimming smile in her flight.

The same with the uncertainty of the upcoming tribulation, it was still unclear on what kind of power and trait that she would acquire after all of this charade ends.

Now that she was thinking about the Citadels War, she forgot that there would be a War of Faith coming in close with the turbulence within this Citadel. Senior Suwa hadn’t come back to retrieve both of them to meet with the rest of the Lunatic Renegades, so maybe the war won’t come that quickly after all.

‘It is impossible if she was in a complication too, as Ki would be notified of the meeting otherwise. Ain did tell me that Senior Suwa is currently having a business with the mysterious Fumeikyo.’

A little bit curious, per say. MF might want to meet with the youkais more as they were the most profound when it comes to the aspect of ‘Faith’ than deities themselves.

The supernatural energy of her one-tailed kitsune was also intriguing too. She might want to get a chance on researching such energy and further develop it into a technology that she could utilize.

‘Hmmm, so many plans.’

Ollen was curious seeing her boss’ serious thinking face. MF noticed her but she decided to ignore it.

‘Oh right, I also need to proceed to the second phase of Project Ourarian.’

After knowing further that having a sentient clone made using the divinity of perpetual creation, MF planned to give Primis more sisters after she reached a certain power level threshold to take care and taught all of them. Not only does it mean a free faith for the Ouroboros, it was also an extra battle prowess for Domeniul Ceresc.

After arriving at the place, both Ollen and MF were greeted by Yayoga who was already up in the morning, helping the West Building Keeper, Tako, as they moved some objects to the main hall.

“Greetings, Lord Ouroboros.” Yayoga bowed.

“Good morning, Master Ouroboros~” Tako bowed with her usual eternal smug. “A new caretaker, I suppose~?”

“Right on the mark there.” MF put on her wide smile as she gestured one of her hands to Ollen. “I shall introduce you to our new Librarian of the East Library, Ollen Hecates, I hope that all of you look upon each other.”

Ollen charismatically bowed.. “Ollen Hecates, pleased to meet with you both.”