Rare Traits

On December 10, 1347, inside the New Factory District of Bexland, Altair looked down at the workers loading and unloading goods and asked curiously, "Why does the family need such a huge quantity this time? It's three times more than each previous order."

"To make money." Adela, sitting next to her, finished speaking and continued to explain, "Although the technology of ' New Gunpowder ' has been cracked and replicated by various forces, the cost and difficulty of manufacturing—and other issues—have remained unresolved. That's why these bullets are still quite valuable in the outside world."

The main reason for the low volume of goods purchased in the first half of the year was that no large-scale wars broke out in the major kingdoms, so families could not engage in large-scale trading, and small-scale trade fairs were subject to various restrictions, so there was no need for excessively large quantities.

"However, times have changed. The South Continent has now become a battleground for various nations."

"The price of these weapons manufactured using 'new technologies' has naturally increased accordingly."

"Hmm... The current premium is about 0.2 times. If managed properly, it could rise further."

"So, Sister Altair, how exactly did they simplify costs?" After explaining, Adela immediately changed the subject.

Hearing this, Altair shook his head, then pointed into the distance and whispered to her, "I don't know either, but if Sister Adela wants to know, you can go and see for yourself."

Following Altair's directions, Adela turned her head to look at the factory in the distance. After pausing for a few seconds, she said with a hint of disappointment, "Forget it, this kind of technical work isn't my forte."

"It's useless to look at it."

"Why not use messengers?" Altair changed the subject.

Adela chuckled twice and then explained, "My silly sister, your idea is certainly unique."

"Messengers, messengers—their name itself says they can only deliver messages."

"If we use them to transport goods, it's like ants carrying food—it's all about quantity."

Adela paused slightly after saying the previous sentence, as if she had thought of something, and added, "The special messenger you mentioned, the family has very few members who possess it, and the space it occupies is extremely small, so it cannot be used for transportation."

After hearing the explanation, Altair simply nodded slightly, offering no further reply or further questions. She slowly began to sip her black tea. Seeing this, Adela asked curiously, "Sister, which Sequence are you in now? Have you advanced to Sequence Five, the Demoness of Affliction?"

"Sequence Six Demoness of Pleasure." Altair had already advanced to Sequence Five for quite some time, concealed his true Sequence and casually reported false information in order to maintain a stable development.

"That's a pity." After a brief pause, Adela continued, "It seems that Vivian will have to enjoy the 'playing' of this Catastrophe all to herself."

"I suggest you complete the Pleasure Play as soon as possible and try to advance to Sequence Five, the Demoness of Affliction." Take advantage of this Catastrophe; it will benefit you in the future.

"You were the cause of the war between Loen and Intis, and the other two countries were indirectly drawn into the war because of this."

"If you become the Demoness of Affliction during this period," I predict that by the end of the war, you'll at least start with despair.

After explaining, Adela flirted and said, "Sister, I've been quite relaxed lately. Just beg me, and I can stay a few more days to teach you and help you quickly master the role of the Demoness of Pleasure.'"

Altair put down her teacup, her face lighting up with delight. "Really? Sister Adela."

"I have always kept your teachings in mind and have never forgotten my original aspirations."

After thinking for a moment, Altair added, "Sister Adela, shall we go to my family's manor later and ride horses?"

"A spirited mare from Intis just arrived at my house this morning. I haven't tamed her yet, but hmm~ I think it'll be easy, after all, I have a real talent for Beast Tamer."

Adela chuckled, "As Intis, I have a lot to say about this."

"The horses of Loen are stable and gentle in temperament, with very little emotional fluctuation—"

"Intis's horses are energetic, more impulsive, and more restless—"

"If you want to practice your beast taming ability, I suggest you choose Intis, because it will give you a greater sense of conquest."

"Great, great! Then Sister Adela, you'll have to stay a couple more days so I can show you my hospitality and host you a few more banquets." After saying this, Altair casually added, "Time waits for no one!"

"Sister Adela, does your family have any Ritual Magic to change your luck? I feel like I've been incredibly unlucky lately. I just invited people to do a simple performance, and now I'm embroiled in this huge murder case, being criticized by the world, attacked, and now I've missed the best opportunity to 'play' myself."

Adela paused briefly, lost in thought for a few seconds, as if surprised by Altair's change in attitude. After regaining her composure, she casually said, "Yes, but I don't think it'll work for you."

The "family's" magic for changing one's luck can only alter minor misfortunes; it cannot change the major Catastrophe or misfortune you are suffering. Moreover, it has a serious side effect: it depletes your future luck.

"However, if you insist on needing it, you can have it as soon as we return to the temple."

"Then I'll stay here. Thank you in advance, Sister Adela," Altair said without any hesitation.

At that moment, she was thinking, "Even a mosquito's leg is still meat; little by little, it adds up. And most importantly, it's free, so why not take it?"

As noon approached, the cargo had not yet been fully loaded and unloaded, so Altair had no choice but to lead Adela back to her Sheffield Manor in Empress Borough to prepare for a meal together.

At the dining table, the three chatted and enjoyed their lunch. When the time was right, Altair asked curiously, "Sister Adela, if I want to exchange for the Sequence Three 'Demoness of Unaging ' Potion Recipe, approximately how much family contribution, along with the Sequence Three Beyonder Characteristic, the Advancement Ritual —and the Sequence Two ' Demoness of Catastrophe'— "

After a brief moment of surprise, Adela explained calmly, "Sister Altair, I think you should also know that the higher the Sequence the twenty-two Beyonder Pathway, the fewer Beyonder Characteristic there are."

"If you want to exchange for any item from the Sequence Three or the Demoness of Unaging from the Clan, I can only tell you that it will require a long period of accumulation."

"Based on your contributions to the family over the past six months, you only need to persevere for about fifty more years to obtain a single dose of the Sequence Three, ' The Demoness of Unaging ' Potion."

"As for individual recipes and Beyonder Characteristic, they are not exchanged separately; the family will only produce finished Potion."

"As for the higher Sequence Two, the Demoness of Catastrophe," hmph—as far as I know, "It's been a long time since anyone in the family has advanced to that Sequence."

"I suspect that the slots for Demoness Pathway Sequence Two are already filled."

"Take the Saintess of the White, Katarina, for example. She became Demigod at the end of the Fourth Era, and even now, more than a thousand years later, she's still stuck at Sequence Three, the Demoness of Unaging, and has never been able to advance to Sequence Two."