Evil Equilibrium

[Congratulations, Host. You have obtained the passive ability of the hero Veigar: "Evil Equilibrium."]

[Evil Equilibrium: The Host's Magic Power is eroded by the force of Evil Equilibrium. Any living being slain by the Host's Magic Power will have a portion of its Magic Power devoured by the Host through the force of Evil Equilibrium, permanently enhancing the Host's own Magic Power.]

"..."

Staring at the text floating on the system panel, Ul didn't know whether to be happy or sigh.

Was "Evil Equilibrium" strong?

The answer was yes.

As Veigar's passive ability, "Evil Equilibrium" was undoubtedly one of the most powerful passives suited for this world.

After all, a passive that could permanently enhance Magic Power was the best way to rapidly increase strength.

If this had been the old Ul, obtaining this passive would have left him overjoyed for half the day. But now... though he was still happy, the joy wasn't as obvious.

"This passive... came too early," Ul sighed inwardly.

"Evil Equilibrium," a power that strengthened Magic Power by killing living beings, was indeed formidable. But the prerequisite was... being able to kill living beings.

To put it bluntly!

Ul could barely even kill a pig right now. Even with this passive in his hands, how much use could it really be?

"I'm still too weak," Ul lamented.

If he were just a bit stronger, the true brilliance of this passive ability could shine through.

Ul was a bit frustrated.

He'd finally drawn an incredible passive ability, yet he couldn't feel any thrill from the lottery at all.

It was like having a beautiful woman strip naked and wait for you, only to realize you couldn't get it up.

"All because of that damned wild boar. If it weren't for it, how could I have ended up like this?"

The more Ul thought about it, the angrier he got. Staring at the wild boar "monster" corpse on the cart, he couldn't help but kick it viciously a few more times.

After a few kicks!

Ul felt his foot ache, so he slowly pulled it back and asked the system, "By the way, system, didn't my attribute panel show my Magic Power at zero earlier? How was I still able to release magic in the end?"

Rubbing his foot, Ul suddenly remembered last night's events.

Because of the wild boar's threat, Ul had temporarily forgotten the data on the system panel, focusing solely on successfully casting magic to kill the boar. Though the magic hadn't been fully released, he had indeed sensed a fluctuation of Magic Power within him at the critical moment.

[Host, I already warned you before. The attribute panel I constructed for you is for reference only. The human body itself holds infinite potential, which cannot be simply represented by data. If you continue to stubbornly fight based on numbers... you will absolutely die a miserable death!] Clearly, due to someone's "petty" behavior just now, the system wasn't very happy, and even its tone was laced with hostility.

Ignoring the curses hidden between the system's lines!

Ul thought back to his past conversations with the system. It seemed... maybe... probably... the system had indeed said something like that.

But at the time, he'd been too eager to compare his situation through data, so he'd completely dismissed those words.

"Uh..."

This definitely wasn't his fault. If anyone was to blame, it was the system for "typing" too hastily!

System: [Meow meow meow???]

The ride back to the guild on the cart was quick. Soon, the cart stopped in front of the "Fairy Tail" entrance.

After "smoothly" paying the fare, Ul hoisted the wild boar onto his shoulder, ready to return to the guild and turn in the quest.

But just as Ul reached the guild's main door, two figures suddenly walked out from inside...

The two figures were a man and a woman.

The man wore heavy armor, with long golden hair and a beard, paired with a square, dignified face that gave off an imposing aura.

The woman, on the other hand, was dressed rather revealingly. Though she wore a white nun's robe with gold trim, large patches of snow-white skin were exposed at her chest and thighs. She held a wooden staff in her hand, her hair pure white, her expression cold.

Ul and these two figures collided right at the entrance. A flicker of curiosity passed through all three pairs of eyes.

The two were curious about Ul's appearance and the boar on his shoulder, since Ul didn't exactly look great right now.

As for Ul, he was curious about their identities and strength. He realized he didn't recognize either of them at all—meaning these two hadn't appeared in the original story.

But their Magic Power was not weak. At the very least, they were at the A-Rank Mage level, and not just barely stepping into it...

The three exchanged only a brief glance.

Then Ul actively stepped aside to make way. The two nodded slightly at him in thanks before slowly walking away from the guild.

After they left, Ul entered the guild as well.

"Fairy Tail" was basically never quiet from morning till night. When Ul walked into the guild, there was only a moment of silence, and then when everyone saw it was Ul, they started making noise again.

A few people near Ul even took the chance to tease him.

"Hahaha... Ul, did a pig beat you up?"

"Haha..."

"Hahahaha..."

For a moment, the atmosphere inside the guild grew even more lively!

Ul: "..." MMP!

Ignoring this bunch of unreliable "family members," Ul walked straight to the counter.

"Master, I'm here to turn in the quest!"

That little old man Makarov was drunk again, his face slightly flushed, his small eyes bleary. When he heard Ul's words, he struggled to open his eyelids and glanced at him, then asked, "Injured?"

"Yeah, I let my guard down a bit." Ul's injuries were only superficial wounds, nothing worth discussing.

And Makarov clearly didn't care about such minor injuries either—after all, being a Mage was a profession that easily led to getting hurt.

"By the way, Master, who were those two people who just left our guild?"

"Hmm... they are... hic!"