Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

"Mr. Ron, are you sure we want to go in?"

After leaving the tavern, the two walked back along the path Ron had taken. At this moment, standing outside the Earl's mansion, the boy named Ryan looked at the magnificent gate of the mansion and asked the smiling boy beside him in disbelief.

"Of course, Mr. Ryan, I assure you that no one will disturb us here."

"But how are we supposed to get in?"

Ryan was still somewhat hesitant after hearing the boy's answer.

If they were caught, neither of them would be in good shape. Although he had concealed his identity, if it were discovered, his younger sister and older brother might also be implicated by his recklessness.

He doesn't want to see something like that happen again.

"Mr. Ryan, didn't the goddess tell you anything about me?"

Ron glanced strangely at the solemn-faced boy beside him and asked, somewhat puzzled.

Logically speaking, if the other party knew his identity, he shouldn't have asked such a question. Could it be that Ms. Moon didn't tell him about her?

Sure enough, Ryan's next words confirmed his guess: "No, the master just told me to come here to find you, and that I should follow your orders as long as it's a reasonable task. He didn't say anything else."

A glint flashed in Ron's eyes, as if he hadn't expected that person to do this.

No wonder it was Visia who delivered the letter to him before. He thought it was because the other party didn't want to reveal his identity. Now it seems that he was overthinking it. This guy simply didn't recognize him and had no way to enter the Earl's mansion, so he sent someone to deliver the letter.

Thinking of this, he suddenly realized that he hadn't asked the person in front of him for specific information yet.

As the year drew to a close, Ron began to scrutinize the man before him, and the man's information panel immediately appeared before his eyes:

Ryan Diller

Age: 22/67

[Attributes: Constitution 3.98, Spirit 3.29]

[Strength: Observation Method - Sequence Seven - Adventurer]

[Pollution Level: Physical 7.92%, Mental 1.45/3.29]

[Comment: A boy favored by fate, seemingly protected by the gods, but does kindness truly exist without reason?]

The following measures are recommended to reduce pollution.

Option 1: "Cutting off flesh and removing bones" to weaken the influence of the world's origin on it; Option 2: ...

Looking at the other party's panel information, Ron frowned: Sequence Seven? ???

Even though he had already guessed that the Moon Goddess was unlikely to be able to spare much power to help him, after all, the threat from the Wizarding World was not small, and even the slightest difference in power could cause the battle to shift.

But at least they can't be weaker than me, otherwise what's the point?

Let alone help him, if an emergency were to occur, he would probably have to take care of this guy out of consideration for the other party.

At this moment, Ron even began to suspect that the goddess had already found someone else and that he was just a substitute, otherwise it wouldn't make sense.

Looking at Ryan, who was only at the seventh stage of Sequence, he kept thinking about the Goddess's intention in sending him here.

Although he was inwardly resentful, he wasn't about to actually treat this guy as a tool for that lady to appease him.

He knew that someone like that would never do anything in vain. There must be something he hadn't considered.

"Mr. Ron, perhaps we should leave here first; someone has already noticed us."

Just as Ron was racking his brains trying to figure it out, the boy opposite him spoke and looked over. The worried expression on Ryan's face had disappeared, leaving only a solemn look, his eyes fixed on the figure standing at the door.

Seeing the expression on the boy's face, Ron curiously followed the boy's gaze.

Before the deserted gates of the Earl's mansion stood a tall, imposing figure, his eyes fixed intently on the two strangers.

"Monica? What's she doing here?"

The moment Ron saw the man, he immediately recognized him.

Monica, the Storm Knight, was a bodyguard specially hired by Earl Hobert for his wife and daughters. She is a Sequence Six transcendent with the Warrior Path.

"Mr. Ron, Miss Vicia sent me to see you. She says she has something very important to discuss with you."

Hearing the other person's words, Ron was first surprised, then asked, "You know me?"

"I don't know her, but the young lady said you were coming back today and asked me to wait for you here."

Although he didn't know why Visia had sent this magnificent lady to find him, since the other party hadn't revealed his identity, he didn't want to ask any more questions.

He patted Ryan on the shoulder, signaling him to follow him.

Ryan hesitated for a moment, glanced at the boy who had already entered the Earl's mansion, and then remembered the goddess's words. Despite the lady's sharp gaze, he gritted his teeth and followed.

Monica watched the two enter the mansion expressionlessly, without uttering a word, and followed them straight behind.

The entrance to the Earl's mansion has returned to its previous deserted state.

The three walked through the winding corridors and entered the villa.

As soon as I entered the hall, I saw Visia, dressed in a plain white dress, sitting on the sofa, slowly sipping a cup of Gladuster's special black tea.

Upon seeing Ron, a faint smile immediately appeared on her face.

"Mr. Ron, it's been a long time."

Haha, an afternoon is indeed quite a long time.

Ron chuckled inwardly as he listened to the girl's words, but replied with a smile, "Long time no see, Miss Vicia."

"Mr. Ron, who is this?"

The two had just finished pretending to greet each other when Visia turned her gaze to the young man behind him, her tone tinged with curiosity.

"Miss Vicia, this is my friend, Mr. Ryan."

Upon hearing this, the girl nodded politely in the direction of the young man: "Good evening, Mr. Ryan."

That guy kept staring at me, how rude of him.

Just as annoying as Mr. Ron.

Good evening, Miss Vicia.

As soon as Ryan entered the room, he noticed the girl sitting on the sofa drinking tea. It wasn't that he was interested in this Miss Visia, but everyone has a love for beauty, and people can't help but take a second look when they see something beautiful.

Little did he know that his actions had already displeased the girl.

Ron stood alone to the side, watching the two talk without saying a word.

Monica, after dropping them off here, quietly walked away.

At this moment, only the three of them remained in the living room.