Mystery: I, the Hermit, am too eager to improve

Chapter 104 The Fool: A whole thirty thousand in bounty!

Klein was pondering how to deal with "Rosago" when Lady Owl reappeared.

"What is it now?"

He had some doubts.

Fortunately, this time, Nina simply left a letter and departed.

Klein breathed a sigh of relief.

He opened the envelope and glanced at the letter inside.

"There are suspected members of the Rose School's hedonistic faction lurking in the southern district. Interested in taking them out together?"

Not interested in.

Right now, all I can think about is how to get rid of Rosago.

Klein continued reading, then began to seriously consider the feasibility of this plan: to deliberately put himself in danger and let Mr. Azik capture them all...

That's a crazy idea!

But what if it overturns?

Mr. Azik will certainly be fine, but the two of them might not be.

Klein continued reading and his face lit up with joy.

"As far as I know, the Rose School is divided into the 'Hedonistic' and 'Temperance' factions. This group of people who went on a killing spree in the South District should belong to the Hedonistic faction."

"They're definitely after the temperance faction."

"The Rose School possesses the 'Prisoner' pathway. According to the knowledge instilled by the Hidden Sage, Sequence 9 through Sequence 6 are Prisoner, Madman, Werewolf, and Undead..."

"If you know their whereabouts, we might be able to use the power of the Temperance Faction to take care of them, and we might even get some reward."

good news!

Praise be to the hidden sage; the knowledge He imparted has been of great help!

Klein understood instantly.

Marich.

The extraordinary individual at the Brave Ones Bar likely derives his power from living corpses; the corpses who played cards with him while still alive are the best example of this.

"The hidden zombie is definitely a member of the Restraint faction, but if I go directly to him, he might mistakenly think I'm provoking or threatening him..."

Klein pondered for a moment and immediately had an idea.

In terms of security, he can call on Nina, Azik's messenger, and other helpers, and he has quite a few methods at his disposal.

and.

Ambassador Intis is currently dealing with official matters and is unlikely to send a Sequence 5 powerhouse for the time being.

It should be safe to go out today!

Klein ascended into the gray mist, repeatedly performed divination, and after confirming that it was safe for him to leave for the Brave Ones Bar, he decisively went out and headed for the Brave Ones Bar.

He took a public carriage to the East District, got off, and went into the Brave Ones Bar.

Kaspas looked up.

"If you're looking for a bodyguard, I'm sorry, but Maric won't take you. I don't have anyone else who can help you."

"I'm here to seek help in other areas, not to need bodyguards."

Klein explained.

He had already entrusted the bronze whistle to Nina for safekeeping on the way, which would ensure that the undead in Marich would not riot.

Kaspass nodded: "He's playing cards."

"it is good."

Klein went straight to the card room.

After opening the door and going inside, Maric turned his head, his eyes filled with malice.

The other zombies also looked over.

Maric said, "I've said it before, your task is priceless, I won't take it."

"No, I'm not here to seek bodyguards, but to exchange some information with you."

Klein said, "There have been a lot of murders in the South District lately. I have a friend there, and the victims' bodies are all in terrible condition..."

Klein described the circumstances of the murder.

Roy speculated that it was the result of the indulgents killing people in the process of searching for the "temperamentalists" to vent their anger, so he described it in as much detail as possible.

The malice in Marich's eyes grew increasingly intense.

at last.

He couldn't help but slam his fist on the table.

But soon, he took a few deep breaths.

"Are they in the South District?"

"Yes."

Klein nodded. "My friends asked me about their abilities, and after thinking it over, I realized that you are the strongest person I know."

We don't know each other.

Maric sat in his chair, lost in thought, and after a moment he said, "They are members of the indulgent faction of the Rose School."

"The indulgence faction?"

Klein feigned ignorance, as if he were hearing the term for the first time.

Marich remained silent for a moment.

Then he said, "You should already know, how do you want to cooperate?"

We've been found out?

Klein frowned, but there was no one else around except Marich and the zombies.

Does Maric possess such insight?

He felt he must have overlooked something.

Extraordinary beings of a higher order from the Temperance faction?

Sequence 6 beings are undead, and it's possible that higher-sequence Beyonders are even more bizarre and terrifying, and that they are beyond the reach of one's own eyes and spiritual vision.

Klein looked around and then said, "We'll team up against them, split the spoils, and then you'll help us deal with a Sequence 5 Beyonder."

Marich remained silent for a while.

A few seconds later, he nodded: "Okay, we'll all take action, but in exchange, you'll have to split the spoils of war with your enemies."

"Can."

Klein nodded.

Reaching a deal would be the best outcome, as it would eliminate the need to ask Mr. Azik for help, or, alternatively, allow Mr. Azik to directly assist in killing Ambassador Intis.

No one would associate Ambassador Intis's death with themselves, the detective.

"Do you have these materials here?"

"Some have it."

……

"It's done."

Roy breathed a sigh of relief.

Not only that, Klein also acquired some spellcasting materials, which, although not Stormpath materials, were still quite good.

"You can buy some materials related to the storm's path from the Hanged Man; he'll definitely have some."

"The Fool's Delivery Service is even faster than the Fool himself delivering it."

"However, Klein also noted that I should help collect 'Medullary Crystals of the Spring of Spirits'. Well, that's probably one of the main reasons he dragged me into the Tarot Club."

……

The next morning.

Tilly arrived early to pay her a visit.

"Mr. Green, it seems that those people have started operating on Rose Street again. I heard they attacked someone on the street last night, but for some reason they failed."

"I ran into them last night."

Roy answered.

Tilly's already large, bright eyes widened even more, revealing shock and worry.

"Are you alright?"

"No, but they are dangerous. There are at least two of them, so don't wander around too much lately. If you don't have anywhere to stay, you can come to my place."

Roy glanced at her. "We'll be fine in a few days if we get someone to take care of them."

"Solve it, resolve it?"

Tilly froze for a few seconds.

The gentleman actually managed to deal with this group of serial killers...

So powerful!

She realized once again what an opportunity she had seized.

"How's your mastery of potions and extraordinary abilities going?"

"I've basically got it. The next step is to practice it. But there's one thing: you said you wanted me to become a real fortune teller."

Tilly hesitated for a moment, a look of shame appearing on her face. "How about telling people where it's easier to steal by fortune-telling?"

Roy was genuinely stunned for a second.

Then, he said in a daze, "Of course it counts. Everyone plays a different role, so the rules for playing the role are also different. That's why I didn't tell you directly."

"If all goes well, you should be able to fully digest the Sequence 9 potion within a month, but I will not help you with the Sequence 8 potion recipe and materials."

Roy said it bluntly.

Tilly nodded: "I understand, sir. I will work hard to earn money."

"Don't go too far. Stealing is never a good thing. If you instruct them to steal, and they happen to steal from a big shot, you'll all be in trouble."

Roy said calmly, "It would be best to use the start-up capital I gave you to gather the manpower and come up with a legitimate business."

If they are lone thieves, no one would deliberately gather a group of people to deal with them.

It's not profitable and it's a waste of manpower and resources.

however.

If it were a group of thieves working together, the police inspectors at Westville would be in serious trouble.

"Yes, sir."

Tilly responded and prepared to leave, but hesitated for a moment as she turned back and asked, "Sir, may I sell this information to someone else?"

"Minor matters are fine, but important matters require my permission. For example, news involving extraordinary individuals must be reported to me first."

"I see."

Tilly seemed lost in thought.

……

2:50 p.m.

Roy remained calmly in his room, awaiting the arrival of the Tarot meeting.

After a moment, a deep red light covered his vision.

The next instant, a colossal bronze palace appeared before their eyes.

Roy looked up.

It's still about justice, the sun, and the Hanged Man.

Mr. Fool didn't add any people this week.

"Dear Mr. Fool, I have collected three pages of Russell's diary this time."

"I must thank you for your help, otherwise I would not have been able to obtain accurate and timely information about Zilingus from the Hermit."

"These diaries are the reward I should pay."

"Miss Justice" spoke first.

Roy didn't look up. The uncontrollable Eye of Secrets would cause considerable trouble in the early stages, just like the monster path.

Otherwise, we could have enjoyed a juicy piece of gossip.

He sighed inwardly with regret.

At this moment, the Fool spoke, his tone carrying a nonchalant chuckle, as if he didn't care and was just doing it casually.

"This is the principle of equivalent exchange."

Everyone was filled with awe—

Roy was amazed by the "Fool's" acting skills, but he didn't know what the others thought.

The Hanged Man bowed respectfully to Mr. Fool as well: "Mr. Fool, I have received the diary I was promised, but my memory is limited to six pages. Please allow me to provide more next time."

"no problem."

The fool collected nine pages of his diary.

The great hall was completely silent.

After a long while, a low chuckle came from above.

Then, a voice came from above.

"Russell mentioned some obscured history and simple common sense in his diary, the latter reminding me that I don't seem to have told you this."

"Mr. Fool, what common sense did Emperor Roselle mention? I can pay a fee for this information."

"Justice" spoke up immediately.

Roy glanced at Miss Justice.

No wonder she's the wealthy woman who supports the Tarot Club; she really spends money when needed, unlike me...

If the fool really accepted the money, he would definitely choose not to listen.

"No need, this is just common sense."

"Having seen this part of the diary, as the convener of the Tarot Club, I believe it is necessary for you all to know about it. Of course, I am well aware that some of you already have it."

"Justice" dares not observe.

but.

She had a vague feeling that Mr. Fool might be referring to the two gentlemen, "The Hermit" and "The Sun".

As for Mr. "The Hanged Man"...

He probably won't.

Because when Mr. Fool revealed the common sense of "role-playing" last time, he was just as shocked as I was, which shows that although he is knowledgeable and intelligent, he does not have a deep understanding of this kind of common sense.

"Justice" pondered silently.

pity……

She guessed wrong this time.

The Hanged Man clearly knew about the "law of conservation of extraordinary properties".

Mr. Fool didn't say it directly.

Perhaps, maybe—

Those who don't know might only be Miss "Justice".

After a moment's thought, the Fool explained the "Law of Conservation of Extraordinary Characteristics".

then.

"The second piece of common sense is the law of conservation of extraordinary properties within similar sequences."

This is something that many people obviously don't know.

The Hanged Man couldn't help but ask.

then.

What will you give up to get the answer?

Klein smiled faintly.

That's what the hermit did: some things were free, but explanations required payment.

After all, the parts that need to be explained usually involve very esoteric knowledge.

They are often extremely valuable.

The "Hanged Man" immediately began to inquire further and conduct a consultation.

The others also joined in asking questions.

Roy was no exception—

If it were just the law of conservation of life, he wouldn't have chosen to exchange, because Klein clearly knew that he understood this law.

but.

The latter won't work.

This was not knowledge he should have been involved in, and it was unlikely that a hidden sage would reveal such secret knowledge to a seeker.

Even to fools, it is "common sense".

"Mr. Fool, what is the price of this exchange?"

Roy asked directly.

"Information related to the Secret Order."

The Fool smiled faintly, looked around to make sure everyone was willing to participate, and then said directly, "The so-called similar sequences refer to several paths that can be interchanged in higher sequences."

"For example, Sequence 5 'Gatekeeper' of the 'Death' pathway..."

Perhaps the explanation is no different from the original one.

The Death, Warrior, and Dark Paths can be interchanged in high sequences without leading to madness.

There are many others that are similar.

Roy is confident that he knows more than "The Fool," but the necessary respect is a rule for those who stay in the Tarot Club for a long time.

He worked hard to hone his acting skills.

"Mr. Fool, I would like to know which extraordinary pathways the 'audience' can interchange with in higher sequences?"

"I can pay you..."

Miss Justice tries to persuade the Fool to exchange "golden pounds" for information, but is met with a cold rejection.

Roy remained silent.

he knows--

Perhaps I'll receive a new diary entry at next week's study session.

Yes, from Klein.

Gold pounds.

What tempting words!

Klein probably really wanted to agree, but unfortunately, his status as a fool wouldn't allow it, and he also didn't have the information to pay for "justice".

The Fool's Diary has come to an end.

Roy smiled faintly, "Congratulations, Mr. Hanged Man, Ziringus is dead, in a way you can see."

The Hanged Man was shocked and pondered the meaning of the words "the hermit".

He gave a stiff smile: "Yes, thank you and your elders, but I've been in Backlund recently and haven't been able to gather information about the artisan sequence."

"It's okay, I can wait."

"Congratulations to you as well, Mr. Hermit. As promised, I will help you collect your bounty. All of Qilingus's bounties total 30,000 gold pounds."

Some of them were gifts from the Duke of Negan.

Not included.

Audrey thought to herself.

Roy smiled and nodded: "Thank you, Miss Justice. You are an honest and beautiful lady."

Audrey responded with a smile.

The fool above also tried to maintain a polite smile—

Even though he knew the others couldn't see it.

however.

He was afraid he wouldn't be able to hold back.

Not ten thousand, but thirty thousand gold pounds!

Klein deeply understood what it meant to be heartbroken.

Roy laughed and said, "Although your honesty is very touching, I still want to say that it is a necessary step to pay the person who collected the money on your behalf, so you can get 5000 pounds. I hope you will not refuse."

"Yes, Mr. Hermit, thank you for your payment."

Audrey laughed happily.

"As Mr. Fool said, this is the principle of equivalent exchange."

Roy smiled and turned around, bowing towards the Fool.

The Fool chuckled softly.

but.

Roy didn't know what he was feeling, and he dared not speculate.

The next moment, he said, "Mr. Fool, thank you for your help as well. Without you providing a platform like the Tarot Club, I wouldn't have had this opportunity."

"At first I thought it would be inappropriate to repay you with gold pounds, but Miss Justice reminded me."

Roy said respectfully, "You don't need it, but your followers might, so I still dare to offer... a sacrifice of 5000 pounds to you."

There was a brief silence above.

Klein was somewhat shocked, never expecting that things would take such a turn for the better, and that he would actually be able to get a share of the money at the Tarot meeting.

He suppressed his emotions, trying to remain calm, and chuckled softly, "Okay."

The "Hanged Man" felt a pang of envy.

but.

He knew perfectly well that if it weren't for the elders of the "Hermits," he would have no way to kill Zilingus. He couldn't even imagine what would happen if Zilingus were captured by the Punishers.

"Mr. Hermit, although I can receive such a large reward, due to fund control, I cannot come up with so much in a short period of time."

"It's okay, just give it to me slowly."

Roy said with a smile.

Audrey bowed and said, "Thank you, Mr. Hermit."

Then Roy said, "In addition, I would like to purchase these materials."

He simply materialized two pieces of paper.

One sheet lists several main materials, and the other lists various spellcasting materials.

"Sun" frowned but did not speak immediately.

Roy was slightly disappointed.

His biggest expectation was Derrick.

If Silver City doesn't have it, then this main ingredient will be hard to obtain.

The Hanged Man remained silent for a long time.

He wondered if this was a test thrown out by the "hermit"—

Perhaps the other party has already guessed who I belong to.

He hesitated for a long time, then gritted his teeth and said, "I can try to collect these materials."

"Thank you, Mr. Hanged Man."

"I'll also help check if we have those materials."

Audrey glanced at it a few times.

Roy nodded: "If so, it can be deducted from the bounty."

"I'm not sure if it is, the bark of the Philosopher's Tree... it might not be called that here."

At this moment, Little Sun finally spoke.

(End of this chapter)