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

Chapter 124 I'm not pretending anymore, I am 'the world'!

"This is 'Judgment'."

"This is 'The World'."

"Please sit down and introduce yourselves."

The Fool introduced them one by one.

"I am justice," Audrey declared first.

"The Hanged Man".

Alger said.

Next was Little Sun, and finally Roy—

Everyone tacitly introduced themselves in the order they joined, except for the Hanged Man and Justice, who joined at the same time.

This will make it easier for newcomers to understand Tarot Club.

"I heard from Mr. Fool that you can trade for what you need here?"

"The world," it rasped.

"Yes, but now is Mr. Fool's reading time. You'll have to wait until later if you want to trade."

Alger said unhappily.

Then, the Hanged Man handed the Fool a six-page notebook.

I waited for a while.

"Um?"

A voice of surprise and doubt came from above.

Roy immediately became curious—

What did Klein see that made him lose control of his emotions and make that sound?

He certainly wouldn't have lost his composure like this unless something had truly shocked him.

pity……

He couldn't spare a look, and couldn't satisfy his curiosity.

but.

Perhaps we can wait and see?

Roy waited quietly below.

After a moment, "The Fool" put down his diary and chuckled, "You may begin."

Wasn't Audrey curious?

Roy was slightly disappointed, then gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Fool, can what surprised you just now be considered part of the deal? If so, what do I need to give in return?"

Ok?

Klein paused for a moment, then chuckled softly, "Okay."

What are the conditions...?

He thought for a moment and said, "You need to accept a request from me."

Another commission?

Roy hesitated for a moment, then asked, "May I know what the request is?"

"It's not difficult. You just need to help me gather information about the secret society."

"The Fool" said calmly.

Uh.

Roy was momentarily unsure how to feel, but without hesitation, he said, "I do!"

"These conditions also apply to you."

"The Fool" said with a faint smile.

After a moment's hesitation, everyone nodded: "We're willing too."

Including Hugh Deercha.

Although she didn't know what was going on, everyone seemed very interested in the knowledge revealed by this great being.

and.

The Morse Retreat is a Cha, so wouldn't adding another secret society still make it a Cha?

Having a lot of debt is not a burden.

She's completely used to it now.

"The Fool" chuckled, "Someone has deciphered Roselle's notes and created a similar diary."

really!

Roy's breath hitched, his eyes filled with longing, before he exclaimed quickly, "It's astonishing that someone other than you, Mr. Fool, could decipher this script."

"There are many hidden things in this world that are reviving, and it's not surprising that others are deciphering them."

"Thank you for your reply. I wonder if I will be able to learn this language from you someday."

Roy lowered his head, revealing his longing.

The Fool smiled slightly: "If you make enough contributions, I can consider it."

The final interpretation rests with the fool, right?

Roy thought to himself.

but.

On the surface, he still had to put on an act of gratitude and piety.

The others were also shocked and amazed.

Besides Russell and the Fool, there was another person from Russell's time who mastered this script and wrote a fake diary.

What seems like a simple matter is actually quite unbelievable.

Why would someone imitate writing a diary?

and.

If he could access Rosell's diary, he must be someone Rosell knew...

Audrey thought quickly, then was slightly shocked, realizing why Mr. Fool had made that sound.

This is indeed something worth thinking about and marveling at.

After a moment of astonishment, everyone began the trading process, with Klein manipulating the world to propose a trade for the magician's extraordinary materials.

Little Sun accepted the commission and, as before, offered weapons as a condition for exchange.

"The Hanged Man," "Justice," and others also put forward their demands, including the newcomer Hugh, who joined in the fray seeing the lively atmosphere.

For a time, the Tarot Club was as bustling as a marketplace.

Roy remained silent.

He smiled and waited until everyone had finished speaking before asking, "Mr. Hanged Man, have you acquired any knowledge related to craftsmanship?"

"Sorry, I just went to sea recently and haven't met that friend yet."

Alger said awkwardly, "I'll definitely give you an answer at the next party."

"Okay, thank you."

Roy nodded, and then said, "Ladies and gentlemen, I have some scrolls for sale here. If you are interested, you can buy them at a low price now."

Audrey immediately became interested: "A scroll? Like the scrolls used in the steam church?"

"Yes, Miss Justice."

Roy nodded with a smile.

Klein secretly envied him.

From what Roy said, he has been promoted to Roll Professor and is now seeking new roles and advancements.

The scroll might be his way of performing.

In comparison, I am only at Sequence 8, and I am still preparing materials for Sequence 7.

"I'm interested. Hmm, how many do you have? Can I have a little of each?"

Audrey didn't dare say "all-inclusive"—

She wasn't quite sure how many Roys actually had.

"I currently have 10 of them. The scroll's power is roughly equivalent to the sorcery effect I had shortly after I reached Sequence 7. They're currently priced at £10 each. Once I'm more proficient, the scroll's power will definitely be stronger, but the price will also increase accordingly."

Roy had calculated it.

As an individual, he couldn't use quantity to share costs. In the early stages, the technology was not mature enough, and there would be additional losses. The average cost of each roll of material was about eight to nine pounds.

The price of 10 pounds is actually just a small service fee.

"I want them all."

Audrey answered happily.

Her tone...

They were practically saying "it's very cheap."

A long silence fell over everyone.

Such extravagant wealth is truly beyond the comprehension of the poorer majority.

Although each sheet is only ten pounds, ten sheets together are almost half the price of a Sequence 9 Extraordinary main material.

Only Roy, the seller, had a slight smile on his lips.

"Miss Justice, they only require a portion of your spirituality to give you the ability to protect yourself in a crisis. You will definitely not regret it once you try them."

"Thank you, Mr. Hermit. If it works well, I would like to order the next roll."

Audrey said immediately.

Roy was not about to agree. He leaned back in his chair and smiled, "I'm not sure if I'll be free or have the materials this week, so I can't guarantee it for now. Let's talk about it at the next gathering."

"All right."

Audrey sat back down with a sigh.

The Hanged Man was actually quite tempted, but he really didn't have much money.

Having earned only a small amount of money, I still need to prepare the recipes and materials for Sequence 6, and I estimate there will still be a large shortfall.

Alger could only sit in his seat, poor and envious.

Roy looked at Alger.

"Mr. Hanged Man, if you obtain suitable materials at sea, you can give them to me. I can buy them or only charge a processing fee."

Alger paused for a moment, then burst into joy, but suppressed his emotions and nodded: "Okay."

"Mr. Sun, Mr. World, Ms. Judge, you are the same."

Roy smiled.

Derrick and Hugh nodded slightly to indicate they understood, but...

The world sneered: "How are we supposed to know if you don't even tell us what materials you're using?"

"Any body part from an extraordinary creature can be used; making the scroll requires studying various materials, which is a lengthy process."

"I'll keep an eye on it."

He nodded.

Klein felt a mix of envy and joy.

Roy is powerful, and as a friend, he is naturally happy about it.

not to mention.

The materials acquired by the other party are all parts, which does not affect the acquisition of extraordinary characteristics. For them, it is just like extra income.

Why not?

Manufacturing always requires initial losses, and Roy had already prepared himself mentally. Now that he can avoid losing money and even make a small profit, he is quite satisfied.

After discussing their respective trading projects, the atmosphere immediately relaxed. But then, Little Sun raised his hand and said worriedly, "There's something I need everyone's help with."

This time he didn't directly say "The Hanged Man" or "The Hermit".

Alger, the "Hanged Man," looked at Derrick with curiosity.

"What is it?"

"It's still our elder. She was originally leading the team out hunting a few days ago, but the plan was changed at the last minute. She will hunt alone, and the rest of the team will be led by another elder."

Derrick frowned, expressing his concerns. "She seemed to have gone to see the chief before she left, but I have no way of knowing what they talked about."

"She went out alone? I remember you mentioned that it's very dangerous outside, and that it's generally not allowed for people to go out alone, right?"

Alger said in surprise.

Derrick nodded, saying worriedly, "Yes, that's what I'm worried about too."

Obviously.

From Little Sun's perspective, Elder Lovia, as the "shepherd," may have now convinced the Chief to follow her strategy and direction.

Roy knew, of course, that Lovia had helped him hunt the "Crazy Treant," but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

He learned about the "Crazy Tree Spirit" from Little Sun.

but.

He had to say something to clear up the misunderstanding between the two.

After a moment's thought, Roy asked, "And then what happened when she came back?"

"They entered the dungeon, as if they were being examined and baptized."

Derrick said.

"Two possibilities."

"The World" said coldly, "First, she's not afraid of being investigated; second, she won't be investigated."

"There are two possibilities for the first one: she really didn't do anything, so she's not afraid; the second possibility is that she's not worried about being investigated or having her problems discovered."

Roy added.

The world nodded slightly.

If it's the second type, then that's extremely frightening.

This indicates that the chief and the elders have reached a consensus...

Little Sun was clearly more panicked.

He was never good at hiding his emotions, and now he was somewhat incoherent.

"Then, what should I do? Should I do something?"

"What sequence are you? What can you do?"

Roy glanced at him.

A Sequence 8 Lightbringer, not even a Sun Priest, bypassed the Shepherd Elder to appeal.

He kept his tone as calm as possible.

"Calm down. Panicking won't help. Do you trust your chief?"

"believe."

Derrick did not hesitate.

After being asked this question before, he thought about it carefully and felt that the chief was great and wise, otherwise he would not have been able to lead everyone to live for so long.

"Then you should continue to believe that you have done everything you could, and now your most important task is to improve yourself."

Roy said calmly.

Then, he looked at the others and smiled, "I think we're all the same; the focus is still on promotion."

Why?

Xiu couldn't help but ask.

This mysterious "hermit" seems to possess a great deal of secret knowledge and appears to be quite extraordinary.

Roy sighed.

"As Mr. Fool said before, the tide of the times has arrived. I didn't understand it before, but I do these past two days."

What do you understand?

Klein himself was stunned.

He was merely repeating the words of another "hermit," offering his own speculations but without providing any explanation or elaboration.

"What do you understand?"

Audrey couldn't wait.

"Miss Justice, have you heard about the Aurora Society?"

Roy countered with a question.

Audrey nodded: "I heard about it. They carried out an evil ritual and killed many civilians in Backlund."

"That's a ritual of divine intervention."

Roy sneered.

"What?"

Everyone was stunned, including "The World," who had to pretend.

A divine intervention!

It involves terrible events involving God.

Alger, the "Hanged Man," understood instantly.

No wonder the order to hunt down the Aurora Society was issued yesterday; such a terrible incident happened near the dock area.

"Furthermore, as far as I know, the Aurora Society didn't kill that many people. The sacrifices they need are not the flesh and blood of living people, but the dark side of emotions."

Roy chuckled coldly in a low voice, "The East District, the Bridge District, and the Dock District, just as Mr. Fool said, have become the best breeding ground for evil gods. The true creator needs them to descend."

"What about the dead people?"

Klein frowned.

The battle was so terrifying that Lanluus became the vessel for the divine intervention, making it impossible for Lanluus to approach and personally kill him.

but.

He knew Roy might have experienced it firsthand.

Looking back now...

As expected, but the secrets within seemed to far exceed his imagination.

"I don't know. I hope it's just an exaggerated and false description from above, meant to incite public anger and emotions."

Roy said indifferently.

Hugh's brain was shaken violently by all the information.

She couldn't believe it...

The so-called evil ritual turned out to be an attempt by an evil god to descend upon Backlund, specifically in the East District where she frequently operated.

Do not!

Lanius —

She almost bumped into the other person and even picked up a book from their hand.

The thought of this made him break out in a cold sweat.

Klein remained silent, sensing that Roy had something to say but not knowing how to elicit the part that Roy was keeping from him.

After all, he is "the world," not Klein.

perhaps……

Should we consider a showdown?

Klein was conflicted.

"Mr. Hermit, what you've said is too astonishing. I... I can't take it all in at once, but I'll try to investigate this matter."

"Justice," Audrey said.

Roy nodded: "Miss Justice, if you're going to investigate, make sure your people are careful and cautious."

"I understand, after all, it involves the Aurora Tour."

Audrey nodded.

Everyone was so shocked by the "divine intervention" that they stopped talking. After a moment, the Fool spoke up: "Let's stop here."

"Wait, Mr. Fool, Mr. Hermit, I've received part of the bounty. Should I offer it directly to your followers and Mr. Hermit, or in some other way?"

Audrey asked.

Roy smiled and said, "Either is fine, Miss Justice. I have great faith in your character. Of course, Mr. Fool, I'm not making the decision for you..."

"It's nothing, just a small matter."

The fool smiled faintly.

Audrey's tone softened: "Then allow me to offer you ten thousand pounds as a sacrifice, Mr. Hermit. I will pay the remaining fifteen thousand in installments every now and then, after all, it's such a large sum of money all at once..."

"Don't worry, I'm not short of money right now, especially with the five thousand gold pounds you provided, the other materials can still be used as a discount."

"Okay, thank you."

Audrey nodded gratefully.

The Fool then disbanded the Tarot Club, leaving behind only "The Hermit" and "The World," a fact unknown to the others.

Roy paused for a moment, then pretended not to understand.

"Mr. Fool, Mr. World..."

"Roy, I'm Klein Moretti."

"The world" spoke.

"what?"

Roy was utterly shocked—

It wasn't acting skills.

He was genuinely shocked.

Klein actually laid his cards on the table!

Although it was merely revealing his true identity to the world, it still greatly surprised him. He took a deep breath and said, "Wait, I'm a little confused..."

"After I came to Backlund, I became one of Mr. Fool's followers, and I applied to join this meeting after learning about it."

Klein continued.

Roy had mixed feelings, but he gradually sorted them out.

"What do you want to know?"

Revealing one's identity is definitely a way to gain trust and obtain more information.

In a free and trustworthy manner.

after all.

There are some things that we wouldn't say even if we were in the same tarot club, if we weren't that familiar with each other.

Klein said, "I want to know the inside story of this incident, the death of Lanius and the civilian deaths you've emphasized."

"This is just my guess. You should know that I've met a lot of homeless people in the South District, right?"

Roy sat opposite "the world".

Klein, controlling "The World," nodded slightly.

"Many homeless people were killed, but many also went missing. Another gang called the Witte Party imprisoned many people from overseas, and they even had extraordinary individuals protecting them."

Roy continued, "The amazing thing is that after this was discovered, the gang quickly went to war and was eventually swallowed up."

"this……"

Klein understood what Roy meant.

He said in surprise, "You mean, someone is involved in human trafficking, and in this incident, they are trying to cover up the trafficking of people under the guise of an evil ritual?"

"Who would really care how many people died during the ceremony?"

Roy sighed, "If the Church of Orthodoxy asks, they can say that the newspapers exaggerated, and ordinary people won't know these things."

Klein recalled what he had seen and heard in the East District and the Bridge District, and many of his doubts suddenly connected.

Yes.

Human trafficking!

The Witte Party is not the only gang like this.

He said in a deep voice, "They should be punished!"

"It's difficult, Klein. You should have noticed the effect of that pen, right? I haven't dared to get close to you lately."

(End of this chapter)