Starting the Strategy from Frieren

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"Praise Lord Ivan, we are so fortunate to have him as our lord!" The old woman's face showed a heartfelt smile.

Her words also infected those around her, and the villagers began to praise Ivan's kindness.

As someone who had received a modern education from a young age in the world of illusions, Zanze had long been accustomed to various forms of depression, complaints about society and one's origins, and the countless cases of self-harm and suicide.

Now, seeing the villagers filled with hope for the future simply because they were exempt from taxes for a year, she felt deeply moved.

For them, being able to live a life of warmth and fullness was already a great happiness.

Due to her mission, she didn't linger too long and prepared to quietly leave the village to continue her journey to Broken Leaf City. However, before leaving, she vaguely sensed a peculiar energy gathering and enchanted her eyes to see more clearly.

In her black-and-white vision, countless faint, firefly-like points of light were continuously emerging from the celebrating villagers, gathering together and flowing like a torrent toward Broken Leaf City.

Zanze immediately flew into the sky to expand her view, further and further, and discovered that it wasn't just this village—other towns and villages within the territory of Broken Leaf City also had faint streams of light flowing into the city.

Brilliant as flowers.

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Broken Leaf City, inside the Viscount's castle.

Sparks danced on the firewood in the fireplace. Outside the window, the biting cold of melting snow contrasted with the warmth of spring inside.

Without the task of transporting supplies or the need to fight demons, Frieren's life had visibly become more and more lazy.

Spending her days wrapped in a blanket on the sofa, her ears drooping comfortably, holding a book in her left hand and snacks in her right, she couldn't be more content.

"Am I spoiling her too much?" Ivan thought.

He imagined the next time he met Flamme, she would see Frieren, whom she had such high hopes for, turned into a lazy, useless elf who couldn't even wield a staff properly. Would Flamme just kill him on the spot?

Very likely!

After all, Flamme had been seriously training Frieren to fight demons, and now under his care, she had turned into a lazy log. It was hard to justify.

"Frieren, why have you become so lazy again? Go outside and practice magic for at least two hours to complete today's task."

It was like urging a elementary school student to finish their homework before they could go out and play. Ivan was putting in a lot of effort.

"No."

Frieren turned slightly, completely cocooned in her blanket. "Spring births, summer grows, autumn harvests, and winter stores. We must practice magic according to the laws of nature. Spring hasn't arrived yet, so practicing magic outside completely goes against these principles."

"In short, you just want to be lazy, right?"

"It's not laziness, just normal rest, like how ordinary humans need sleep to recover."

Ivan snatched a small cookie from her and crunched it. "Normal people don't read books, sit by the fire, and stuff snacks into their mouths while they sleep."

"Hmm…"

Frieren, who had her cookie stolen and was left speechless, was a bit unhappy. But starting a fight would be too troublesome, and she might not even win.

To get back at him, she decided to eat more tonight and try to bankrupt Ivan's family.

Huh?

"Ivan, you're glowing. Are you using some new magic?"

"Hmph, trying to change the subject because you can't argue back, huh? I won't fall for it… Wait, what's going on? Why am I glowing??"

"So bright, so shiny! Ah, my eyes, my eyes!"

"…"

First, he ruled out the possibility of turning into Ultraman. There was also no discomfort in his body, so an attack was unlikely. That left the high probability that he had somehow gained some inexplicable strengthening.

Ivan quickly opened the long-unused "One Glance, True Insight" system to check his status. Since it hadn't been used in a while, the loading screen was a bit laggy.

[Ivan, human male, body age 16 → 17]

[Occupation: Novice Mage → Experienced Mage (Space, Undead)]

[Talent: Possesses a certain degree of comedic ability ➡ Possesses a strong comedic ability. When making many people laugh from the heart, you can gain the power of laughter-based faith, which can enhance your attributes. This is also a prerequisite for becoming a god.]

[Equipment: Ordinary clothes, ordinary staff ➡ Exquisite clothes, a short and powerful staff, a mighty dragon bone gun, the shell of a holy sword]

[Combat Power Evaluation: Small fry ➡ Formidable]

[Short-term Goal: Defeat the Demon King]

[Long-term Goal: None ➡ Ascend to Godhood]

Wow, so you can become a god through comedy? The God of Laughter? Though the condition of making many people laugh from the heart simultaneously is still a big hurdle.

But it's fine. Synchronization acceleration can even surpass light! Such a small limitation is nothing.

Some things not shown by the system were also checked. Whether it was magic, physical strength, or brain processing speed, everything had been enhanced. He even felt a sense of omnipotence.

"This kind of visible strengthening… Splendid~"

"…Are you sure you're okay? Your expression looks a bit gross."

Facing Frieren's deadpan remark, Ivan felt as if a flash of light had passed through his brain, and he naturally learned a new spell.

No, it wasn't a spell—it was a miracle born from the power of laughter-based faith!

A finger infused with faith power touched the girl's forehead.

"Frieren, give me a smile."

"Did your brain suddenly break? Why would I just smile on command… Hmph, ha, hahaha…"

Frieren suddenly found her body laughing uncontrollably, and to her horror, it was a creepy, awkward laugh!

"W-what are you doing to me… Hahaha, hahahaha… Stop laughing…"

Wrapped in her blanket like a caterpillar, Frieren began bouncing around the room, springing back and forth like a rubber ball.

"Ahahaha… My stomach hurts from laughing, stop, stop…"

"The power is this strong? And there's no casting time or aftereffects, making it impossible to defend against. If I used this in battle… Wow!"

Ivan began fantasizing about unleashing the miracle "World of Mad Laughter" and dominating the battlefield.

"Frieren, stop moving around. I'll undo it now, uh…" Ivan, who was trying to pin down the bouncing Frieren, suddenly sensed something and looked out the window.

There, Zanze was floating in the air, expressionlessly observing everything that was happening.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

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