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

Chapter 105 Klein: Fools Aren't Almighty

"What do you call it over there?"

Roy was curious.

"We are terrified of the Mad Treant because this creature can talk to us in the dark or display some writing, which can easily drive our team members mad."

"The sun," Derrick said.

Roy pondered for a moment and said, "I'm not entirely sure if it is. According to you, this kind of thing is rarely found even in your Silver City?"

"Yes, because it's dangerous and not very useful to us, so we usually avoid it."

Derrick nodded.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Sun. I will find out its characteristics and then ask Mr. Fool to help me convey them at the next Tarot session."

"It's nothing, there's nothing I can do to help."

Derrick said apologetically.

Do not!

You've been a great help.

Roy thought to himself.

Knowing the name, he had another way to obtain resources that Little Sun could hardly acquire—

Elder Lovia.

As an elder, she has far greater freedom, scope of activity, and control over resources than Derrick, and she will definitely obtain the "bark of the Sage's Tree".

As for the pollution problem of the "Sage's Tree", we can just take it back and let "Mr. Hermit" rework it.

Roy wasn't too worried.

The Hanged Man then looked at the Sun and asked, "What's the current situation with your chief and elders?"

"I don't know, it seems like nothing's happened, but the chief hasn't done anything to me either."

Derrick replied.

Alger, the "Hanged Man," fell into deep thought, then chuckled, "It seems your chief still doesn't trust you, and his attitude towards you is probably similar."

"At least he wasn't imprisoned."

Roy chimed in, "According to what you said before, many of the people in prison are on the verge of madness, or they are people who have come back from outside. If they are imprisoned there, they are likely to encounter some mishap."

"Will it be dangerous?"

Derrick was slightly nervous.

Roy nodded.

"Yes, the more unknown something is, the more terrifying it is."

"You're right, Mr. Hermit."

Derrick wholeheartedly agreed.

Alger, the "Hanged Man," remained somewhat silent.

He didn't know how to say it.

I always feel...

Since the arrival of "The Hermit," he has had fewer and fewer opportunities to speak at Tarot meetings.

If things continue like this, he feels he is going to be marginalized.

We need to think of a way!

Alger took a deep breath.

"Avoiding danger is absolutely the right thing to do. Although the great Fool can protect us, we can't keep bothering him forever."

Klein instantly gave "The Hanged Man" a thumbs up, while secretly admiring Roy in his heart.

Check it out!

Ever since Roy, the "catfish," arrived, the atmosphere at the Tarot Club seems to have changed.

think carefully.

Aside from stealing orders, Roy is practically flawless.

They can help me purchase materials at tarot readings and will actively help me say things that are inappropriate for the "Fool" to say.

What a perfect subordinate!

Just like this time.

To be honest, although he had brought Little Sun into the Tarot Club, he was still a little intimidated by Silver City.

The land abandoned by the gods may contain some unpredictable and terrifying beings, and Little Solar should definitely avoid any potential dangers.

What if I really get into trouble...

This fool might not be able to be saved; in fact, he might get caught up in it too.

Roy spoke up for himself quite well.

And there's Mr. Hanged Man.

Alas, in the end, I, the Fool, am not omnipotent. I am only at Sequence 8 at the moment, and I have not even found the potion recipe for Sequence 7 yet.

Um--

We can wait for Rosago to provide the recipe, or we can seek help from another hermit.

Klein, sitting upstairs, gradually began to lose focus.

Below, Audrey and Alger also completed a transaction regarding the Rainbow Dragon Lizard.

Then, a detached voice came from above.

Let's stop here.

……

"I've made five thousand gold pounds, hehe—"

Audrey stood up happily, walked to the bookshelf, and then something came to mind.

Mr. Fool didn't seem to mention the new member.

Have you forgotten?

Or is it...?

Did Fors or Hugh not come into contact with that book?

She thought for a moment.

"Perhaps we should increase the frequency of the gatherings so that they have more opportunities to take away books with your name on them."

……

Back in reality, Audrey searched the treasure vault and quickly returned to report.

"Great Fool, I have gathered some materials for Mr. 'Hermit,' please pass them on to me."

……

"Thirty thousand gold pounds, sigh, if I had thirty thousand gold pounds, I wouldn't have to worry about promotions."

"Even 20,000 would be fine."

but.

Soon after, Klein let out a long sigh.

If he really had 20,000 gold pounds, his first thought would probably be—

Use the money to hire someone to kill Ambassador Intis and ensure your own absolute safety.

Just as Roy asked himself to contact the "Temperance Faction" in order to clear up the crisis in the South and put himself in a stable and peaceful environment.

Some money has to be spent.

Fortunately, he had the help of the Hermit and the information provided by Roy, which allowed him to complete the hunt by exchanging targets.

As for Ambassador Intis...

Hopefully he knows what's good for him, otherwise Klein will have no choice but to call Azik for help.

Klein pondered for a moment, and then he heard the call of justice.

Then, he thought of a question—

It seems I didn't teach Roy the ritual of sacrifice and bestowal.

but.

As someone who seeks to uncover secrets, he should know a little bit about it himself, right?

……

"Twenty thousand gold pounds, plus a share for Mr. Azik, that leaves only ten thousand gold pounds. But it's free money, so there's nothing to complain about."

In a sense, Roy did nothing.

He only helped gather information and then helped knock out the two security guards at the end, making it easier for Dunn to play the doorman.

That's all.

and so.

He didn't feel bad about cutting the cake.

With over 10,000 gold pounds, plus the 1,000 gold pounds he had on hand and various materials, he no longer needed to worry about the cost of materials up to Sequence 5.

The only thing that needs to be figured out is—

What should I do for sequences 4 and above?

After Sequence 4, it's already a high sequence, and the possibility of gathering enough potions using extraordinary materials is very low.

His problem lies in how to proceed beyond Sequence 4. Perhaps by then, he will have to find a way to hunt down the higher-ups of the "Morse Penitentiary".

Without a goddess's protection, I can only struggle and work hard on my own.

Roy sighed inwardly.

Then, a sound came from beside his ear.

"Prepare for the bestowal ceremony."

A bestowal ceremony?

it is good!

Ok?

etc--

Roy immediately replied, "Great Fool, what is the bestowal ceremony, and how should I perform it?"

"..."

Klein remained silent above the gray fog.

It seems.

Even the most learned seekers of mysticism will still encounter esoteric knowledge they are unaware of.

of course.

It's also possible that the hidden sage didn't impart this knowledge.

Klein propped his head up and explained his method of the bestowal ritual, then waited for a response from the other side.

Roy quickly set up the bestowal ceremony.

In this impromptu situation, with few requirements, he used a silver knife to draw a spiritual wall, and then methodically arranged the ritual.

Before long, a pile of things appeared on the altar during the ceremony.

Roy let out a sigh of relief.

There are plenty of materials.

Some of them are quite rare.

such as--

Five ordinary feathers of the Blue Shadow Falcon.

It doesn't possess particularly strong power, but due to the influence of the crystalline feathers, it also has the power of wind, and the feathers are very beautiful.

therefore……

This stuff is much better than falcon feathers, and it's also much more expensive, costing seven to ten pounds a single feather, and it's hard to find.

Miss Justice suddenly had ten.

No wonder she's a rich woman!

"With it, I might even consider studying flight techniques, gliding techniques, or levitation techniques."

Roy pondered to himself.

These three spells require relatively strong wind-attribute power; weak wind falcon feathers are simply not qualified as casting materials.

The Blue Falcon is different.

He looked at the rest of the materials.

"Crystal coral?"

Roy's eyes lit up.

It is also a material found in storm paths, but it leans towards the "water" category, and its extraordinary power comes more from the extraordinary biological influence hidden within it.

The spell is very effective, but it's not very common.

It's a good thing too.

Its intrinsic value is around twenty gold pounds, and as an item favored by nobles, it actually has a very high premium.

"Thundergrass, although not as good as Silver Lightning Tree powder, is still quite effective."

This plant, known as the lightning grass, has green leaves with silver edges that shimmer from different angles, making it very beautiful. It also has a weak electric current that can repel some insects and stray animals.

Some nobles would plant them as flowers in their gardens.

The ones Audrey gave us still smelled of grass and were so fresh that it was hard not to suspect she had picked them from the yard.

Roy glanced at it.

All the materials together are worth about five hundred pounds.

"As a wizard, casting spells is quite expensive, sigh..."

Although these are relatively precious spellcasting materials, most wizards still have to spend some money every time they cast a spell.

Unlike the Magician, Master of Tricks, and other similar sequences.

Their magic requires no cost; all that's needed is sufficient spiritual power.

Roy then responded with a prayer.

"My esteemed Mr. Fool, I have just estimated that the materials here are worth around five hundred pounds, but they are generally aristocratic items and therefore have a premium. The price I can offer is seven hundred pounds."

After a moment, a sound came from above.

"it is good."

Then, everything returned to calm.

Roy breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, the spiritual power on the altar dissipated.

He slightly modified the bestowal ceremony and then made use of the waste materials, sending them directly to the mysterious temple.

By pulverizing some of the materials within the mysterious hall, they were sent back to reality.

These are the parts we'll be using later.

Roy was preparing to leave, returning to reality to think about completing his mission at the Harvest Church that evening, when a series of illusory prayers began to rise.

Someone recited his honored name!

Needless to say.

Currently, only one person knows his honorific name.

Fors.

Roy had a thought, and soon he saw the star map fly out, with the star representing Fors shining brightly on it.

He pointed with his finger.

In an instant, a torrent of information appeared.

Before long, Fors emerged from the illusion and breathed a long sigh of relief upon seeing the scene before her.

"Great hermit, thank you for summoning me."

"What is it?"

Roy asked casually.

Fors hesitated for a moment, then said, "I have a friend who recited the name of an unknown being in Hermes. I'd like to ask if there's any risk involved."

Is the friend you're talking about yourself?

Roy squinted.

Then Fors said, "That one's honorable name is, The Fool Who Does Not Belong to This Age..."

What an evil god.

I was also in his meeting, and I just finished my tarot session. I'm coming to see you right away.

Roy added in his mind.

but.

As a hermit, he cannot say such things.

He chuckled softly, "Fool, oh fool."

"Are you aware of this person's existence?"

"The fools of today are not in danger, and chanting the name of the revered will not bring any crisis."

Roy said calmly.

Fors looked up at the sound and felt as if he had overheard a terrifying secret—

The Fool of Today?

Could it be that……

Fools exist in different eras and under different circumstances.

She lowered her head, not daring to ask further questions.

This kind of hidden knowledge was terrifying, and it was also very far removed from her; she would rather not know anything at all.

"So you're saying my friend won't be in any trouble?"

"Won't."

Roy smiled faintly.

Fors finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

That's good!

"Thank you for your help. I will collect the diary as soon as possible as payment for this."

After bowing respectfully, Fors found that his consciousness had returned to the real world.

She was in a daze for a moment.

Inside the hall, Xiu paced back and forth anxiously.

After a moment, Fors opened the door and came out.

She sighed, "Hugh, you can't be so reckless next time. Trying to pronounce things in Hermes without understanding anything is practically suicide, you know?"

"Yes, I understand, but the question now is, what should we do?"

Xiu hurriedly asked, "Shall we find someone to exorcise the evil spirit?"

"What's the use of exorcising evil spirits? Who can drive away evil spirits? Unless you report it to the church, but who knows, you might get killed by the evil spirit on your way to church."

Fors rolled her eyes.

That wasn't some evil spirit, but a great being that might be comparable to a god, and who knows, it might be watching the two of them right now.

If exorcising evil spirits is effective, why teach it how to do it?

Xiu remained silent.

She was persuaded.

indeed.

The terror of evil gods is beyond the imagination of ordinary people; she said that one might die on the way to exorcism or to the church.

What should we do then?

Hugh became uneasy again. After a moment, she gritted her teeth and said, "Fors, I'll move out! No matter what, I can't drag you down with me."

The gaze of an evil god may harm not only the person being gazed upon, but also their close friends.

Hughes never imagined that one day he would wake up to find that he had killed his friend or severely injured Fors.

That way...

She would rather die in silence or be imprisoned by the church.

Fors paused, taken aback.

Then she sighed, "It's not that time yet, Hugh. Not every evil god is bad. We can observe for a while."

"Okay, but Fors, if I have any problems, don't save me. Get out of here immediately and call the police."

Hugh said seriously, "I don't want to go crazy."

Fors remained silent for a long time before finally nodding gently, "Okay."

……

South of the bridge, Rose Street.

The Harvest Church was silent at night, and the streets outside were even more peaceful and serene. However, Roy dared not be careless in the slightest.

He carefully used the Ring of Concealment to cross the street and arrive outside the Harvest Church, then canceled his invisibility.

Roy entered the church, stood behind Bishop Utravsky, and quietly made a gesture.

Bishop Utravsky opened his eyes, a hint of curiosity flashing in them, but a gentle, approachable smile on his face.

"Are you a follower of the Mother Goddess?"

"No, but my landlord is a devout believer, and I personally agree with and admire the teachings of Mother Earth."

Roy said.

Utravsky smiled and said, "The Mother Goddess is willing to accept everyone, especially those who agree with Her teachings."

"Thank you, Bishop."

"I prefer to be called a priest."

Utravsky said.

"Yes, Father Utravsky, to be honest, I've heard rumors about you on the high seas."

Roy smiled and said, "I never imagined that after all these years, you would become a devout priest of the Earth Church."

"Yes, this is the guidance of the Mother Goddess."

Utravsky made a prayer gesture with piety and solemnity, and then he began to tell his story.

"As you've heard, I was indeed once a pirate rife with sin, thanks to the missionaries of the Mother Goddess..."

He sighed deeply and began to tell his story.

This is a truly honest priest.

He doesn't shy away from admitting his past mistakes.

After he finished speaking, the priest looked at Roy with kind and gentle eyes.

"Are you a pirate too?"

"No, I am not a pirate, but a wandering wizard."

Roy answered.

Utravsky pondered for a moment and said, "I see. Wizards at sea are slightly different from pirates, but some members of the Morse Order are even more insane."

"Yeah, I don't like those guys either."

Roy sat to the side, seemingly considering, and after a moment's hesitation, asked, "Father, if I may ask, do you have a commission, the successful candidate of which will receive your apothecary's formula?"

Utravsky nodded.

"I don't know where you heard this, but it's true."

"May I hear what kind of request it is?"

Roy asked.

Utravsky closed his eyes.

"Kill me."

"Personality?"

Roy then demonstrated his erudition, saying, "If that's the case, perhaps you could seek help from the extraordinary individuals in the audience pathway; they are more professional than 'doctors.'"

"Audience approach?"

Utravsky was slightly taken aback.

"Yes, the audience pathway sequence 7, named Psychiatrist. Thanks to the Hidden Sage, otherwise I would not have known this esoteric knowledge."

Roy smiled faintly.

Utravsky fell into thought, then said, "I'm not sure if the audience approach you mentioned will work for me, but the doctor said I don't have a psychological problem."

"You've probably found a solution, you just need someone to implement it."

"Yes."

The priest nodded.

"Once that magical item is used, the holder will remain conscious, but the mind, or rather the dream, has many layers, and he can use the dream to hunt you down."

"After five minutes, this item will cause you to lose your mind and be unable to return to yourself."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Also, I was once a Sequence 6 warrior named 'Dawn Knight'."

"Was he in a complete state in the dream?"

"It will be weakened, but he understands dreams very well; that's his home turf, and even I would find it very difficult to deal with."

The priest answered, then sighed deeply, "That's why I couldn't kill him myself."

"I have one last question."

Roy smiled faintly, "It appears in the form of a dream, which means that my real-world arrangements will be reflected in it, right?"

The priest paused for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"That should be true."

"Then I have no problem."

Well--

Chapter Two to follow