Although Erika didn’t understand why Cercir kept wearing a nun’s habit even though she wasn’t a nun anymore, the white socks peeking from beneath the mid-length skirt and the small leather shoes matched well.
Erika asked Cercir as she closed the door and entered the room, “Cercir, about this so-called System…”
“What about the System?”
“How many classes are available to choose from?”
“Normally, one or two? In my case, I have the Succubus and Missionary classes! Actually, there’s one more, but I can’t tell you what it is yet.”
‘Oh my, is it a secret?’
Erika widened her eyes slightly and scrutinized Cercir. A burning sensation immediately washed over her eye sockets. She vaguely felt her talent, **Pupil**, activate.
Even though she hadn’t known its function before, it now felt as natural as moving her own limbs.
‘Let’s see the effect!’
—
[Status Window]
Name: Cercir Cercirnoi Level 7
Classes:
Succubus Level 3
Missionary Level 2
Revolutionary Level 2
Talent: Remarkable Voice
Alignment: Chaotic-Good
Description: A succubus transformed from a fallen elf.
She has a certain degree of favorability toward you.
[Locked]
[Locked]
—
‘So her full name is Cercir Cercirnoi?’
‘So “Cercir” isn’t just in there twice, but is repeated three times?’
‘You win, Comrade Too-Long-Didn’t-Read.’
After putting those thoughts aside, Erika carefully examined Cercir’s attribute panel.
At that moment, Cercir’s eyelids fluttered twice, and then she knitted her cute little brows.
“It feels like you’re peeking at my underwear! Why are you staring so hard?”
It seemed she didn’t realize, nor did she expect, that Erika could read her attribute panel. This suggested that the ability to read others’ information was quite rare.
Erika’s talent, **Pupil**, seemed ordinary enough, but it appeared capable of reading others’ attribute data. Clearly, this type of talent was not common.
‘But why do I feel like this talent name… must be my imagination.’
Of course, not all information could be read. Some content was marked as **[Locked]**, and the word “Locked” likely meant it could be viewed after being unlocked through some method. That was something she could figure out slowly in the future.
“Hmm…”
Erika rubbed her uncomfortable eyelids as she deactivated the talent. It felt like wearing a pair of glasses with the wrong prescription; her eyes became dry and strained after only a short while.
The fatigue from this skill accumulated faster than she had expected, but it was still an incredibly useful ability.
Recalling the information she had just read, the girl tapped her chin and asked again, “What does the level next to the class mean?”
“Literally, it shows your proficiency! The maximum is Level 10. It’s said that after meeting certain conditions, you can even break that limit.”
“Level 10… So that means the so-called total level is the sum of all class levels?”
“Exactly! As expected of a comrade engaged in revolutionary activities, you catch on quickly! If you understand quickly, you save time, and if you save more time, you can do more labor!”
This game-like mechanism wasn’t hard to understand. Since she had five classes, could she theoretically raise her level to Level 50?
“Can’t classes be changed?”
“They can’t! However, if you meet the ‘specific conditions’ I mentioned before, you can undergo a promotion. Actually, that’s what I’m aiming for too.”
Cercir giggled mischievously like a minor villain, “Heh heh heh…”
“Promotion?”
“To put it simply, it’s like a class ascent. For example, a laborer climbing the ladder to become a capitalist. Although I’m just a succubus now, I’ll definitely be promoted to an Archdemon one day!”
“Really? An Archdemon?”
Looking at the succubus before her, who was even thinner and more delicate than herself, Erika found it hard to believe such a girl could become something like a Great Demon Duke. However, Cercir herself was full of confidence.
“Of course! As long as you work hard, you can do it! This is an equal society where putting in effort yields corresponding results! This is the society Master Noel dreamed of building! What do you think? Isn’t it amazing?”
“Well, it sounds nice, but could you avoid mentioning Noel’s name here?”
“Ah, right. This is Queen Calista’s palace, the enemy’s den!” Cercir placed her index finger against her pink lips and made a soft, “Shhh—” sound.
Though she was reminding Erika and herself to “be careful,” it was probably best not to have high expectations for this scatterbrained succubus girl.
However, her words just now pointed directly to the meaning and essence of the “Status Window”—how much effort one put in determined how much “experience” they gained.
And clearly, after gaining experience, one could grow into an existence with even more extraordinary talents.
If such a convenient thing suddenly appeared in the world, chaos would be inevitable. Moreover, if the monsters regarded as inferior beings possessed it and gained the power to overthrow their superiors…
Furthermore, what if slaves possessed it? What if commoners, drifters, and rogues crawling in the mud possessed it?
The fact that the Demon King Noel was cornered and killed by the Great Families was understandable to some extent. But was it really, as written in the books, a revolt against tyranny and dissatisfaction with a wicked Demon King’s oppression?
Erika thought that since history was written by the victors, it couldn’t escape the erosion of history’s chronicles. Was that rebellion a case where the lower class successfully overthrew the upper class to establish order, or was it a case of the upper class suppressing an attempt to help the lower class?
The girl didn’t know, but she was deeply shaken.
However, Erika was currently just a poor, weak, and helpless little half-elf heading toward a ruinous ending. She had neither the ability nor the energy to worry about such things.
Besides, reform inherently meant engaging in a fierce struggle against those with vested interests who opposed it. She had proposed many bills herself and thus understood this deeply. Most of those who called her a treacherous official or a villain were simply those who rejected change.
**[Ding — You have calmly assessed the situation! Due to the talent ‘Calm Thinking’, you have gained experience — All class XP +5]**
The girl waved her hand to disperse the text before her. This was enough thinking; it was time for actual action.
To be honest, she had already wasted too much time. She had turned into a shut-in over the past few days. Even Evelyn and Emil thought Erika’s behavior of locking herself in her office all day was strange.
***
“Well then, all court affairs for today are concluded. Except for those on duty, everyone else is dismissed.”
“Lord Leonardo, Sir Zionov is hosting a banquet tonight. Would you like to join us?”
“How regrettable, but I already have a prior engagement. Everyone, you may leave now.”
*Rustle—* The ministers gathered in the court began to leave the building one after another.
Just 1 week ago, the expressions of these old foxes were as gloomy as wet, dirty rags. Now, they were as refreshed as if they had changed into new underwear for the New Year, seemingly quite satisfied with the current situation.
Erika walked in the shadows, listening to their conversation. A half-elf’s keen hearing could always capture subtle sounds with precision.
“With Queen Evelyn and that Erika gone, life has been so easy and comfortable lately.”
“Indeed. Before, I was always on edge, not knowing when that enchantress would target me. My stomach was in knots.”
“Duke Leonardo is terrifying, but those two… ugh! Anyway, aren’t they leaving for the Academy soon?”
“It’s likely because of the succession issue. The Church doesn’t recognize the Calista royalty. So, even if it’s just a way to gain prestige by enrolling, they want to earn some points with the Church.”
“To be honest, it’s a good idea. If we can gain favor from the Church, more heroes will flock to the kingdom, and public security will stabilize.”
“Exactly! And those people from the Draco family might even reconcile with the Queen, though they’ve been absent from the court for several years…”
The whispering crowd was all talking about Evelyn going to the Academy. It seemed everyone was happy that the tyrant, who ruled the country with fear and oppression, was about to leave.
The Queen was actually leaving for an academy outside the kingdom?
A head of state shouldn’t leave their post for a long time. Logically, there should be at least one or two dissenting opinions, but this time, both the hawks and the doves were consistently encouraging the Queen to study abroad. It was truly unusual…
Of course, even if they opposed it now, the Queen, who had already made up her mind, wouldn’t change it.
Erika sighed as she watched the attendants and workers busily moving various items in the palace. Tomorrow, these things would be transported to the Academy facilities in the Holy State—to Regtaya.
“I really didn’t expect Queen Evelyn to leave the palace to study abroad.”
“Yeah, what kind of scheme is that enchantress Erika cooking up?”
“Since she’s going, let her pack up everything and take it with her!”
These guys were practically saying, “Pack your bags and get out.” Erika shook her head.
In any case, the school season, full of excitement and a sense of liberation, had arrived!
Except for high school entrance seasons.
But I never expected to feel this way again in this world.