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

Chapter 111 Fors, your business is in trouble!

The next day, at the Mysterious Club.

Gary was overjoyed to see Roy.

"Mr. Rowling, you've finally arrived."

"Let's go inside and talk."

Roy nodded slightly.

Once inside the room, he sat down and asked, "How was it?"

"My sister is willing to meet with you, and my father has a meeting this afternoon, so arranging a meeting shouldn't be difficult."

After his initial excitement, Gary hesitated slightly. "Mr. Rowling, my sister has never been one to communicate with people, so she might not be very polite."

"It's alright, these are all minor matters."

……

Zabia's home is on Williams Street.

Roy glanced outside.

As the border area between the West End and Queens, this place is indeed very bustling, and the pedestrians on both sides are dressed formally and respectably, which is completely different from the South End.

"Is anyone selling a house around here?"

"Rarely, they only sell their properties when they go bankrupt. For example, there was Ralph Pound, who sold off his family's real estate and squandered all the glory of his ancestors."

Gary shrugged.

After the carriage had traveled some distance, he pointed to a man and said, "That is Ralph Pound."

The other man was arm in arm with a call girl, a neurotic smile on his face, and Gary couldn't hide his contempt.

Roy smiled but didn't say anything.

Ralph Pound.

If I remember correctly, the property he sold was located beneath the Tudor ruins, and he was one of the few remaining descendants of the Tudor family.

He shook his head, paying no attention to this descendant of Tudor.

That's not his business.

The current target is still Gary's sister.

They got off in the middle of Williams Street and walked a few minutes to Zabia’s backyard.

Zabia's family is clearly doing quite well financially.

They not only own one property, but also have a small garden surrounded by a fence, which makes them look quite special.

Upon arriving at the entrance, the male servant got out of the carriage, opened the door, and led them inside.

He led Roy inside, but an elderly man with graying temples stopped him.

"Young Master Gary, who is this gentleman?"

"Oh, he is Mr. Rowling..."

"Hello, I am a doctor with some medical knowledge. Gary would like me to take a look at Miss Zabia's condition."

Roy smiled faintly.

The old man glanced at Gary Zabia, clearly not believing that Gary knew any highly skilled doctors.

but.

Direct expulsion would violate aristocratic etiquette.

"Mr. Rolin, the Zabia family appreciates your kindness, but Miss Dillin's problem cannot be solved by ordinary medical techniques."

"Since we're already here, why not take a look?"

"Yes, yes, we're already here!"

Gary quickly took it and then swiftly slipped past the old man.

Roy made a move to follow, but then stopped.

"Mr. Butler, you might need to see a doctor about your lungs. It seems like there's something quite serious. Hmm, you've been coughing a lot lately, haven't you?"

Roy looked at the location of his lungs.

The etheric bodies over there had all turned a deep black.

Gary looked at Roy in surprise.

"Yes, how did you know?"

"In medicine, one can also judge a disease by looking at the complexion, facial condition, and other factors. Butler, your condition is quite serious."

Roy said seriously.

The old butler had indeed been coughing frequently lately, so he initially thought that young master Gary had told Roy, but seeing Gary's reaction...

He felt the possibility was slim.

Gary doesn't have that much acting skill.

The old butler was silent for a few seconds, then thanked him: "Thank you for your suggestion. You can go in now, although I don't think it's a good idea."

"Thanks."

Roy followed Gary's pace.

Gary's steps were light, and his tone was cheerful as he said, "Mr. Rowling, you are truly a learned wizard. It seems there is nothing you don't know."

"As you explore more things, you'll discover that there's actually a lot you don't know."

Roy said.

On the third floor, Gary pointed to a room, then went over and knocked on the door.

dong dong!

Half a second later, a cold voice came from inside.

"Come in."

Gary pushed open the door.

It really wasn't turned off!

"Dilraba, I've brought Mr. Rowling to see you."

Roy went inside.

This should be a study, but now there is a simple bed next to it, with the blankets neatly folded, indicating that someone has made it.

He looked at the girl sitting by the desk.

With blonde hair and blue eyes, her features are exquisite and refined, but they have an unhealthy quality, which is also reflected in her ethereal body.

Roy looked him up and down.

The girl's body is in a sub-healthy state, which is common in people who stay at home for long periods of time and do not like to exercise.

"Lorraine, she's the sister I told you about, Dillin Zabia."

Gary said in a low voice.

The girl glanced over and then said, "Gary, could you go next door and get me some herbal tea? I made some myself, just enough to serve Mr. Rowling."

"Uh, okay."

Gary looked at Roy and made a silent pleading gesture.

The nuisance left.

Dilline rose and bowed.

"Mr. Rowling, although I don't know what level you are at, the aura you exude feels familiar to me."

"Because we are on the same path."

Roy nodded.

He glanced at the door, then said, "You've already prayed to Him, haven't you?"

"Yes."

Dilline nodded.

She got up as if to move a chair, but Roy waved her hand to stop her.

Roy grabbed a stool from the side.

"I've had a similar experience to you."

After he sat down, he spoke first.

Dillian's beautiful eyes sparkled as she asked curiously, "Are you also a natural-born esper?"

"No, my classmate and I recklessly held a prayer ceremony, and then my classmate went crazy, but I was lucky enough to pull through."

Roy answered.

Dillian's face was full of curiosity.

"Can ordinary people pray to Him?"

"Of course you can, but if you don't have the capacity to bear the weight of knowledge, you'll eventually descend into madness."

Roy said.

Dilline thought for a moment and said, "But I'm not crazy. On the contrary, I've become better. I feel like I'm normal now, but my father doesn't believe me. Oh, he never believed I was normal."

"It might not be disbelief."

Roy sighed, "Dilyn, there's a rule in the mystical world: extraordinary traits don't perish; they just transfer from one thing to another."

The girl was puzzled at first, then paused in surprise.

After a long pause, she said, "My mother is an extraordinary being who has mastered the secrets of the human realm?"

"Very likely."

Roy nodded.

Dilline remained silent for a few seconds.

In that case...

"He probably thinks I have a genetic disease. Oh well, never mind him."

Dilline waved her hand in annoyance.

She didn't try to hide her expression, which clearly revealed her disgust for her "father".

Roy offered no advice.

He didn't know about Zabia's family situation and wasn't qualified to discuss it, so he continued, "If I may ask, has anyone contacted you recently? I mean, someone like me."

"no."

Dillian shook her head.

She looked out the window: "That's what I find strange too. I initially thought you were one of them, but now it seems you aren't."

As someone who was half a seeker of secrets, I performed a ritual and actively sought out some knowledge...

Clearly, Dilline is not as naive as she was a month ago.

She learned a lot about extraordinary beings.

This is also an advantage for those who seek to uncover secrets.

They have a superior who is naturally fond of teaching, and they can acquire much knowledge more easily than others.

For example, in our conversation just now, she demonstrated a great deal of knowledge.

Before joining the "Study Club," Miss Salty Fish probably didn't know as much as she did.

This is a gifted psychic.

Roy shifted his posture and said with a smile, "I can tell you that the ritual that guided you was likely performed by the Ascetic Order of Morse, and they are the very people you are praying to."

"Don't we all get our knowledge from Him? What's wrong with becoming His believers?"

"Dilyn said, puzzled."

Roy laughed, "There were no hidden sages at the beginning."

"what?"

A look of utter shock and surprise finally appeared on the girl's face, followed by disbelief: "Impossible!"

"The original Morse Penitentiary was a positive organization, recognized by the Church of the True God, and the object of their prayers was a non-existent deity."

Roy said.

She hurriedly asked, "And then?"

Dilline understood that this was highly confidential and profound knowledge that normal people would never have access to, and that the other party was telling her this because they wanted to recruit her.

There might be some fabricated parts, but she still wanted to hear it all.

"Then, the Hidden Sage appeared. He liked to impart knowledge, and often the knowledge he gave was not entirely correct."

Roy said.

Dilline thought for a moment, but didn't show much emotion.

She thought for a moment and asked, "What price would I have to pay if I wanted to enter this field?"

"If you join the Morse Order, the initial cost may be very small."

Roy smiled.

For a girl like this, "deception" is definitely not a good choice.

The other person may seem immature, but they are actually very intelligent and can perceive many details to discern the truthfulness of their words.

and so……

He was telling the truth.

Dillian asked thoughtfully, "And what happened next?"

"Most members of the Morse Ascetic believe in hidden sages, and their behavior is rather eccentric. It's difficult to maintain your true self in such an environment."

Roy gave an example, saying, "For instance, if you both want to commit suicide, one group of people might encourage you to jump, while another group might tell you more about the positive side, which could awaken your will to live."

"Would this reduce the probability of things going crazy?"

Dillian seemed to be deep in thought.

Roy nodded: "Yes."

The girl thought for a moment and then took out a citrine pendant.

After a moment, she looked up.

You didn't lie to me.

"Is it Gary's book?"

Roy glanced at it.

Book title——

Analysis of the Pendulum Method

"Half of the book is pure speculation by laymen. If it weren't for that person's guidance, I wouldn't have been able to learn divination from it."

The girl fiddled with the book for a moment and said, "Poor Gary, he once thought he had mastered divination."

"Fake goods are safe. If the mysterious club only sells genuine products, the club would have been destroyed long ago."

Roy smiled faintly.

Dilline thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Mr. Rowling, thank you for your explanation. It has cleared up many of my doubts."

"Honestly, you don't seem autistic."

"I might have had some of those traits when I was little, but as I learned more, I tried to communicate with them like a normal person."

Dilline frankly stated, "But I found them to be quite foolish. They either focused on the opposite sex or on who was prettier. It's better for me to read more books than to spend time with them."

Roy nodded knowingly.

Dilline isn't actually autistic; she's just more mature and intelligent than her peers, so she doesn't want to attend these so-called parties.

perhaps……

There was also a hint of disdain and condescension.

such as.

Since Roy came into the family, she has never called Gary "brother" after his name, but has always called him by his first name.

A troubled girl.

If Viscount Zabia were a member of the Mechanic Church or the Church of the Night, the relationship between father and daughter wouldn't have turned out this way.

He happens to be a follower of Storm Pigeon.

Roy stood up.

"In that case, I'll be going now."

"what?"

The girl looked up, somewhat bewildered, and said blankly, "Shouldn't you have tried inviting me to join?"

"Miss Dilling, the choice is a two-way street. I have made my sincerity clear. If you are willing to join, you are welcome. If you are not willing to join, or if you want to use this to raise your value, I have no intention of getting entangled with you any longer."

Roy put on his hat and said calmly, "My target is the Morse Order, not you."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Dilline Zabia may be clever, but Roy wasn't willing to back down too much, and his words truly reflected his attitude.

and.

This girl is arrogant and not easy to get along with.

Roy turned and left.

Dillian was stunned.

She was somewhat at a loss because—

Things did not go as she expected.

"Dilraba, I didn't... Oh, Mr. Rowling, is it over?"

Gary asked in surprise.

Roy smiled and said, "It's over. Your sister is perfectly fine."

of course.

Only temporarily.

Gary was fascinated by the occult, but he had limited talent and was timid at heart, much like the proverbial "Lord Ye loves dragons but is terrified of them."

He is unlikely to actually delve into the mysticism.

but.

Dilline has already embarked on this path.

With her intelligence, becoming a true esoteric explorer is only a matter of time and choice.

The smarter...

The more dangerous it is on this road, the more dangerous it becomes.

Gary was stunned and quickly caught up, asking, "Then, what should I do?"

"You don't need to worry."

Roy smiled and said, "Viscount Zabia may be direct and hot-tempered, but even if Miss Dillin is sent to the Church of Storms, she will be fine."

"Is that so? But I've heard some rumors..."

Gary hesitated.

Roy laughed and said, "But they are not nobles, while you are."

After saying that, he left, leaning on his cane.

Gary caught up immediately.

"I haven't paid you yet."

How much do you have left?

Roy turned around.

Gary took out his wallet and added up the loose change...

Thirty pounds.

"Then thirty pounds will do. That represents all your current assets and is enough to pay the price."

Roy took the money and left without lingering for a moment, leaving Gary with an incomprehensible expression.

He went back upstairs.

Dilline sat by the window, staring intently at Williams Street.

Gary.

"Um?"

Why didn't he invite me out first?

Dilline frowned, deep in thought, "Am I not valuable enough?"

Gary thought for a moment and said, "I don't know what you two talked about, but I know Mr. Rowling. He is powerful and mysterious, a true wizard."

He paused here.

"He shouldn't lack students."

"Don't you need it?"

Dillian scratched her head, thought for a long time, and then handed the book to Gary, saying, "Don't read this book anymore, it's fake."

"Impossible! I spent a full hundred pounds, and the other party personally demonstrated amazing divination techniques!"

Gary exclaimed incredulously.

Dilline thought for a moment and said, "Maybe she didn't want to harm you, so she gave you half of the real thing. It can let you understand the mystery, but you won't truly learn or master it."

"this……"

Gary was shocked, then sat down somewhat dejectedly on the stool that Roy had been sitting on.

Dillian tilted her head.

"Otherwise, take me to her, and I'll teach her a lesson with you!"

"It is ungentlemanly to assault a beautiful lady."

Gary pursed his lips. "Besides, they meant well for me, and at least I was happy when I bought the book and started researching the mysterious."

"Gary, you're so boring!"

Dillian sighed.

Gary sat there thinking for a moment, then said, "Oh, right, Wall! Viscount Grelint calls her Miss Wall!"

"Grelint, Wall."

Dilline narrowed her eyes, then they gradually brightened. "Brother Gary—"

"Ugh! Get to the point, don't be so mushy."

Gary took a breath.

She never calls herself "brother," and she usually only speaks when she needs something from me.

"I remember there's a dance tonight, will you take me with you?"

"Dilraba said excitedly."

Gary sighed, "I don't know why you're interested in the occult, but you need to change into something presentable, otherwise they'll say the Zabia family doesn't know manners."

"Okay, I'll change it right away!"

……

"Where did Gary get his divination books?"

"I always feel—"

"It's related to Fors."

Roy sat in the public carriage, looked around, and then fiddled with his amethyst pendant in a corner.

This is a newly added crystal, containing all sorts of knowledge, enough to bombard the opponent with knowledge for several seconds.

but.

Normally, it is used more as a divination tool in the "pendulum method".

The pendant rotates clockwise.

It really is.

Roy was speechless, then couldn't help but chuckle.

Also.

Fors probably spent a lot of money on studying occult knowledge during that period, so it's normal for him to find a sucker to rip him off.

and.

Strictly speaking, Fors isn't exactly a butcher.

It's difficult to strike the right balance in creating a book that's both accessible and difficult for the reader to learn from.

This is enough to prove...

Fors truly learned the pendulum method and even did some research on his own.

I am very pleased.

Roy leaned back in his chair, waiting for the carriage to take him back to the South District.

however.

When he returned to the South District and got off at River Bend Park, he saw Fors Rose Street waiting for him.

He walked over.

"Miss Fors, were you waiting for me?"

"Yes, Mr. Green, I'm going to a party tonight. Did you manage to get your hands on the potion recipe from last time?"

"Got it."

Roy nodded slightly, then took out a potion recipe and handed it to her.

Fors let out a long sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Mr. Green."

She took out three hundred pounds.

"This is the advance payment."

"Why don't you have your fortune told?"

"No need, I trust your character and Mr. Hyde's judgment in making friends."

Fors smiled and answered, then waved and left.

but.

As she turned around, Roy saw a stack of bracelets fall from her sleeve.

Um--

They say they don't need it, but their actions betray them.

Roy's lips curled into a slight smile.

Fors, you've made it big!

Hehe, she might have some interesting encounters tonight.

such as……

I encountered a spies who was exposing frauds.

Roy thought Dilline would definitely go, especially since he hadn't actively tried to win her over.

I'll post the second chapter around noon. I've only just finished the first chapter, so I won't be able to finish the second one tonight.

I'm having some writer's block. The second update will be at noon, so please don't wait.

(End of this chapter)