Tomioka Yuuta desperately wanted to regain his power at this moment; he yearned for it!
"Dark Flame Master, I know you're anxious, but please be patient. Impatience spoils great plans," Rikka Takanashi said with the air of someone who had been there before.
"We only need to find the remaining four companions, and then the golden-eyed God will descend and restart our destiny."
"I see, hehehe, then I'll endure it for a bit," Tomioka Yuuta said, crossing his arms. Who were those four companions? He wanted to find them all right now!
"Oh, by the way, Dark Flame Master, take this." Rikka Takanashi handed him a thin notebook.
"What is this?"
"This is a notebook of magic and spells that I copied down," Rikka Takanashi said. She had copied down all the magic she had learned and encountered, as well as how to use it.
Tomioka Yuuta snatched the magic notebook, unable to maintain his composure: "A magic notebook! A real magic notebook!"
However, when he opened it, his expression froze. He couldn't understand it at all; there wasn't a single symbol he recognized.
These magical texts, written in a way that ordinary people couldn't possibly comprehend, were not common characters but magical script.
Each character was akin to a hieroglyph, requiring mental association to be understood. Only through systematic study of this magical script could one begin to learn magic.
The reason Rikka and the others could use it instantly was entirely because Xia Wei had directly instilled it into their minds.
Aside from ordinary people, those with some spiritual attainment could also understand the magical script through association, though learning it was difficult.
"What's wrong?"
Tomioka Yuuta tensed up, then lightly coughed to hide the fact that he couldn't understand it: "The magic is great. After all, I've lost my memories from my past life, so I need to relearn."
"Indeed, then go home and study slowly, Dark Flame Master. I won't see you out," Rikka Takanashi said with a serious, straight face.
"Well, I'll take my leave." Tomioka Yuuta walked out of Rikka Takanashi's room with his head held high, a mysteriously confident expression on his face.
Toka Takanashi, who was watching TV, looked at Tomioka Yuuta, who had become inexplicably confident. He was truly a strange kid, just like Rikka.
"Sister Takanashi, I'm leaving." Tomioka Yuuta's voice faltered slightly as he looked at Toka Takanashi, who also had her arms crossed and exuded a powerful aura.
Sister Takanashi must be an even more powerful existence.
"Alright, please close the door," Toka Takanashi nodded.
After leaving the Takanashi home, Tomioka Yuuta returned to his room, eagerly reopening the magic notebook and rubbing his eyes hard.
"I can't understand it, I completely can't understand it—"
Do I need to awaken the power within my body to understand it?
Meanwhile, when it was late night in the 'Chuunibyou World,' the 'Visible World' was just entering evening.
The Cafe was bustling at this time. After word spread, all those in Tokyo with a bit of Exorcist skill were coming and going through the 'Commission Hall.'
In just a few days, this place had already become the holy land of the 'Exorcist circle.'
After all, the world had developed for so many years. Although those who 'see' didn't have systematic cultivation methods, they still had fragmented Exorcist techniques, though only enough to exorcise weak evil spirits.
The number of Exorcists in the entire Tokyo area was neither too many nor too few; over a thousand people had already joined the Cafe and gained the opportunity to systematically learn magic.
At this time, the Cafe was very lively, and the guests received were mostly Exorcists.
This was already truly the 'Exorcists' Cafe.'
At this moment, the women from the 'Kōtetsujō World' had been here for several hours and had already initially learned some magic. After Xia Wei returned, they rushed to the office, kneeling in a neat row on the ground.
For Xia Wei, it had only been a month since he last saw them, but for them, it had been over three years.
They had already spent three years getting their nation back on track, with the world showing a prosperous outlook.
At this time, the God, who had been silent for three years, suddenly sent down a Divine Oracle, instructing them to go to a new world for training. For them, this was an unexpected Blessing.
God had once said that as long as their good deeds met the standard, they could ascend to the Heavenly Realm and become 'Heavenly Maidens.'
Now, God was sending them to a new world for training, which meant he had already acknowledged them.
"To be honest, you've done exceptionally well. I would have given you a passing grade if you had achieved civilization's revival and stability within ten years, but I didn't expect you to do it in three years."
Xia Wei sat with his legs crossed, looking at Ayame Yomogawa, Arichi, Mumei, and Ikoma, who were kneeling before him.
Ayame and Mumei were the priestesses who conveyed his Divine Oracle, and their current strength was equivalent to familiars about to ascend to LV.2. Ikoma, the original protagonist, was a bit weaker, equivalent to a familiar who had just received a Blessing.
It must be said, Ikoma, the original protagonist, was truly quite unlucky. Even three years after the Kabane disaster, he would still occasionally encounter lingering Kabane in mountain forests and caves, and each time he would get bitten.
If it weren't for the Divine Blessing, he would have died ten times over.
"These are all our duties, Lord Xia Wei," Ayame Yomogawa raised her head with immense piety, her hands clasped together at her chest.
"Mhm, yes, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility," Mumei nodded like a pecking chick.
Arichi and Kajika's cheeks flushed slightly at the praise, their hearts filled with happiness and satisfaction.
They had been priestesses for three years, and this was only the second time they had heard their worshipped God praise them.
As priestesses of God, although they had dedicated their body and mind to God and were God's concubines, they also harbored the desire to be cherished by God.
"Highest God, whatever it is, please command us," Ikoma said with immense reverence. He was now a fanatic, and having gone through so many battles, his temperament had become hardened, even his scars were intentionally left unhealed; these scars were his glory.
Xia Wei smiled and said, "I have seen your efforts, so I plan to cultivate you to a higher level."
"You already have some understanding of this world, so your opponents will be the evil spirits from the deepest parts of the Ri (Other) World."
"Those evil spirits are endless; eliminating the evil spirits of a city is also a trial for you."
The lowest-level evil spirits are equivalent to LV.3 familiars, or God's Grace above LV.6.
Therefore, a large number of high-level God's Grace can be trained.
"Yes, we will not disappoint you," Ayame Yomogawa said firmly.
Mumei, Arichi, and Kajika's eyes were also incredibly resolute; they had gone through many trials as priestesses, so how could they fear a trial? Ikoma clasped his fists, moved. God shone upon him like a selfless sun; he could never repay God's grace in his lifetime.
At this moment, there was a knock at the door.
"Lord Xia Wei, may I come in?" Yotsuya Miko's voice came through.