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

Chapter 133 Sincerity is the Best Virtue

For the next two days, Roy was more proactive in going out.

On one hand, he wanted to wander around the West End and see if he could run into the group of espionage members from the Morse Order.

on the other hand.

He had to pretend to be enthusiastic about attending various gatherings.

How can I participate while staying at home?

of course.

If we could find a new way to digest things, that would be the best outcome. Roy is currently very worried about "digestion".

The Hidden Sage is quite effective.

Basically, I would give him a decent knowledge book every three days, and the rest of the time it would be garbage or useless knowledge.

however.

The sage's true intentions are hidden...

A Study of Necromantic Magic.

Last time it was about materials research in the necromancy field, but this time it's all about sorcery—

Undead Lure.

By using materials such as ashes and grave soil, along with constructed magical symbols, one can imbue oneself or an object with an extremely strong necromancy.

The second type of witchcraft is called "withering".

Unlike regular weeding spells, which summon warm winds to wither plants, this withering spell uses the power of the undead.

By using materials, one can leverage the natural forces that symbolize death, directly causing the body or flesh to wither.

This is witchcraft that can kill you instantly!

but.

The Hidden Sage boasted wildly, but completely ignored the value of the materials used—

The materials needed to kill directly are extremely expensive.

The best materials...

Taking the analysis of Necromancer series materials before Hidden Sage as an example, the materials required to reach the level of lethality to ordinary people may not be as easy to obtain as the main materials of Sequence 7 and above.

If the other party is physically strong and healthy, the requirements become even higher; they might even have to pry open the coffin lid used in the Grim Reaper's path advancement ceremony.

Among the materials mentioned by the Hidden Sage was a coffin used by the Undead to ascend to immortality.

He suspected that the Hidden Sage wanted him to go and die.

and so.

The sages who remain hidden in the short term are unreliable.

To advance quickly, Roy needs to gather more knowledge or figure out what characteristics the "Roller Professor" possesses.

He is currently working on "scrolls".

but.

Where is the professor?

He is knowledgeable and has a deep understanding of spools.

Roy walked along, pondering and reflecting, and finally sat down in a coffee shop, drinking and thinking at the same time.

Like the previous Sequence 7...

Although he sought to spread his mystique and power, he never deliberately pursued an image of "erudition".

Because that better aligns with the role of a "learned scholar".

"professor."

"According to the system at Backlund University, a professor is equivalent to the head of a department, which means..."

"They have thoroughly studied this discipline and have completely mastered everything about it."

"So the key point is still on the reel."

"Master more methods of roller manufacturing and more ways to use rollers. After all, it's not just about manufacturing something, but also about how to use it better."

Roy felt he had a vague sense of direction.

This kind of thinking may not be immediately digested by him, but it can make his future direction clearer and more thorough.

He got up to leave and continue wandering around, hoping to get lucky.

After walking for a while, Roy stopped.

and many more!

Taking a chance?

He suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Why not turn to the great Mercury Serpent?

The problem is coming.

How can I find that Mercury Serpent?

but.

If the other party wanted to find me, we should have met long ago. The fact that we haven't met yet suggests that the other party doesn't want to meet me directly.

Roy eventually boarded the carriage back to the South District.

……

Harvest Church.

After Roy returned, he stopped by to sit for a while and make an appearance in front of Lilith.

but.

A moment later, he noticed that inside the church, Utravsky was receiving a beautifully dressed lady.

Her attire was very luxurious, and she didn't look like a resident of the South District.

Just as Roy was contemplating whether or not to leave...

Utravsky turned his head.

"Green, wait a minute."

A smile appeared on his face. "Madam, his name is Green Rost. He might be able to help you."

Roy gave a gentle smile.

"Madam, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Who are you?"

The beautiful lady looked hesitant.

Roy introduced himself: "My name is Green Rost, I'm a consultant, and I also help with some tricky things."

"But what I encountered was a rather bizarre and terrifying event."

The lady hesitated slightly, as if wondering whether to speak, her gaze shifting back and forth between Utravsky and Roy.

At last.

She took a deep breath and forced a smile, "Mr. Green, can I trust you?"

"Of course, even if I can't solve it, I will recommend suitable channels to you, and I will strictly keep it a secret. This is my professional ethics."

Roy paused for a moment, then looked at the giant bishop, "Even if you don't believe me, you should be able to trust the priest's judgment, otherwise you wouldn't have sought his help."

"Of course I believe it."

She relaxed.

There were only the three of them in the narrow church, so she had no reservations and sat down very politely on the side.

The woman then introduced herself: "My name is Liana Macht, you may not have heard of her..."

"Congressman Macht, I understand, please continue."

Roy's expression was serious.

The other party was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "It seems you are indeed a very capable consultant."

After this little incident, Mrs. Macht felt much more relaxed.

She held her handbag and said, "We live on Berklund Street in the West End. It used to be very peaceful there, but things have changed a bit lately."

"Why is it different?"

Roy shifted his posture, making himself appear as if he were listening.

In reality, he was rummaging through his memories.

Then, he realized where it came from.

This lady has a name that sounds similar to Liana's...

The Macht family, to which she belongs, has a daughter who may have now come into contact with the Jacobian demigod who is possessed by a rat.

"I've been hearing some subtle noises lately."

Mrs. Macht said.

Has your house been broken into?

"There was no trace of that, which is why I found it strange."

She shook her head gracefully.

Roy hesitated for a moment, then carefully chose his words, saying, "Mrs. Macht, if I may be so bold, you are not a believer in the Mother Goddess, are you?"

"Uh, yes."

Mrs. Maht nodded, a hint of shame and hesitation on her face, "But..."

She hesitated for a few seconds.

"Are you worried about being seen by other nobles, so you want to find someone who is both discreet and capable and trustworthy?"

Roy smiled.

"Yes, although the Church of the Earth Mother is not very popular in Loen, its reputation is definitely much stronger than that of ordinary people."

Mrs. Macht nodded readily. "If you can help, our Macht family can contribute a large sum of money as a donation, and no one will know its origin."

"The Mother Goddess is kind and great, and does not care about any donations."

Utravsky interjected at this moment.

Roy smiled and said, "Yes, Father, the Mother Goddess doesn't care about donations, but she does believe in the principle of 'more work, more gain' and encourages production to bring value."

Utravsky paused for a moment, then fell into deep thought.

Mrs. Macht managed a forced smile.

"Gentlemen, if you can find the root of the problem, we will definitely pay you a sufficient reward."

"Madam, let's get back to the matter itself. You're concluding there were supernatural factors involved based on some minor actions?"

"Of course not."

Mrs. Macht shook her head.

She hesitated for a moment and said, "My daughter has been acting strangely lately. I didn't notice it at first, but then I asked the maid, and the maid said that her trouser legs were often stained with mud."

Roy's expression turned serious.

He realized something was wrong, tapped lightly on the armrest of his chair to attract Mrs. Macht's attention, and interrupted her narration.

"Madam, how did you realize something was wrong with your daughter?"

"Um?"

Mrs. Maht looked at him strangely. "I did, I asked the maid..."

"Why would you think of asking such a trivial matter? Someone must have reminded you, or there must be something else."

Roy reminded him.

He certainly wouldn't have said those words outside the Harvest Church, but inside the Harvest Church...

This is Lilith's place, and I am one of her favored ones.

Mrs. Mahett's expression faltered slightly.

She didn't answer for a long time.

After a long while, she stared blankly at Roy, her face hesitant, and said, "I... I forgot, but it seems like there was such a person. He seemed to be a psychologist."

"If you feel there is something wrong with your daughter, my advice is to send her to the church of your faith."

Roy said, "They are usually absorbed into the organization of the Orthodox Church, especially children of your daughter's status."

"Should we send it to church?"

Mrs. Macht pondered.

Roy nodded: "Yes, sending it to the church and letting the church determine if there's a problem is the best approach."

"But……"

Mrs. Mahett was still worried about her reputation.

Roy shook his head: "Reputation is nothing compared to safety. If there are extraordinary factors involved in this matter, the whole family could be in danger."

"Okay, I understand."

Mrs. Macht rose. "Thank you for your help, Mr. Green. You are a qualified advisor. If you have any further questions, may you come to Harvest Church for consultation?"

"Sure, provided I'm here."

Roy nodded with a smile.

Mrs. Maht thanked her gracefully, then took out her bag, pulled out a wad of cash, and said, "Father, this is a donation for your church."

"this……"

"Father, please accept it. It is your prerogative to do with it as you see fit."

Mrs. Macht smiled, then got up to leave.

Roy appeared nonchalant, but was inwardly utterly shocked.

Why did Mrs. Macht come to Harvest Church?

Ammon?

No.

The current Amun probably hasn't discovered the demigod Jacob yet, so it's unlikely to be Amun.

Could he be an extraordinary individual from some audience channel?

Roy was a bit confused, so he only offered advice from behind the scenes and didn't dare to go directly to Macht's house.

This is a very complicated situation!

He only wants to run the Morse Penitentiary now and doesn't want to get involved in anything else.

As Mrs. Mahett was about to leave the church, Roy suddenly thought of another possibility—

The "mysterious waiter" seemed to have a similar ability to the audience pathway. He had guessed that the other party might have possessed extraordinary items belonging to the audience, or that he had simply studied this pathway when he advanced.

Regardless of which one...

Undoubtedly, the other party possesses abilities similar to those of an audience.

Could it be him?

If it was him, then Mrs. Macht went to the Harvest Church to have someone "exorcise" him at her house.

Is the goal oneself?

Roy suddenly called out to stop him.

"etc!"

Mrs. Macht turned around, a puzzled look on her face. "Mr. Green, is there anything else?"

"Mrs. Macht, if you remember who reminded you, you can come here to find me."

Roy said.

Mrs. Macht nodded gently with a smile: "Of course, I'd also like to know which kind person reminded me."

"Whoever he is, he must have his own goals. I think you should go to church as soon as possible."

"Okay, thank you for reminding me."

Mrs. Macht nodded, and then actually walked out of the church.

Utravsky seemed to be deep in thought.

"You seem to know something."

"No, I received news yesterday that the pillar of the Morse Penitentiary here possesses an ability similar to the Audience Path, so I suddenly wondered if it could be him."

Roy took a deep breath.

Just now, he really wanted to accept this commission, but after thinking it over, he finally gave up.

The demigods of Jacob's family were behind this incident.

one.

The opponent possessed a rat, and its strength may have been reduced to less than one-tenth, but even a tenth of a demigod still has the ability to fight me, a Sequence 6, to the death.

Secondly.

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

If he and the parasite fought to the death, and the parasite came out to clean up the mess, he might not be able to hold out until Bernadette arrived.

and so.

Roy could only regretfully give up.

Utravsky thought for a moment, then stood up without saying anything and said, "You watch over things for me for a while. I'm going to the basement. If you need anything, you can go ahead."

"it is good."

Roy nodded.

He sat in the front seat, not praying, but staring at the holy emblem above, feeling as if he had returned to the bar in Tingen.

I wonder how Mr. Ryan is doing.

Last time, Carl's on-site command during the Aurora Conference moved Roy deeply, but unfortunately, as a "dead" person, he couldn't appear in front of him.

Roy was deep in thought.

At that moment, he suddenly heard a faint, illusory prayer.

Was Fors praying to himself?

Uh.

Roy looked up at the Holy Symbol of Life, unsure whether to leave or ascend to the Mysterious Hall from here.

After thinking about it, he decided to respect the original intention.

Although this layer of paper is as thin as a cicada's wing, the necessary superficial work still needs to be done.

Roy got up and walked out of the church to the restroom of the bar next door.

Then, he ascended to the mysterious hall and, sure enough, saw Fors praying rapidly.

A short while later, Fors appeared in the hall.

She remained in a praying posture.

Upon noticing the silence, she opened her eyes and said with surprise and gratitude, "Mr. Hermit, thank you for summoning me."

"What is it?"

"Master Hermit, I need your guidance. Someone from the family of the owner of my bracelet has arrived. How should I deal with this?"

Fors was somewhat uneasy.

After all, this kind of thing...

She shouldn't have asked the hermit, but she was caught off guard and didn't know what to do for a moment.

Roy remained silent for a few seconds.

He had previously guessed that the descendants of Abraham's family would meet Fors after arriving in Backlund.

I didn't expect it to come so quickly.

He chuckled softly.

Sincerity is the greatest virtue.

"Do you mean I should be honest with him?"

"It depends on your own willingness, but often, sincerity can bring good results."

Roy smiled faintly.

Fors hesitated.

She had realized that Mrs. Anlisa and her husband's bloodline might be very special, which was why she wanted to seek help from the Hermit.

Now let's look at it.

The hermit tends to be honest with himself and to approach him.

Fors hesitated for a moment, then materialized his only remaining diary, saying, "Mr. Hermit, I have collected a diary this week."

"it is good."

Roy put away the diary and then sent Fors back to reality.

……

In reality, Fors mustered her courage and walked out of the clinic's restroom.

Diagonally opposite the Youssef Clinic was the place she used to rent, which was also where Mrs. Anlisa, her apprentice, lived.

but.

To avoid being found by Zilingus, they quickly changed their residence and moved out of there.

Fors had almost digested the potion; she had gone to the clinic to work part-time in her spare time to earn money and, incidentally, to find some inspiration.

Thanks to her mysterious knowledge of identifying medicinal herbs and healing magic, she has become a specially appointed doctor at this clinic.

You can earn a decent weekly wage by working just two days on the weekend.

Today is my office day.

Unexpectedly...

Diagonally opposite, outside Mrs. Anlisa's room, someone was knocking on the door.

She went over to inquire and learned that the other person was a relative of Mrs. Anlisa.

Back in her office, Fors closed the door, sat down, and said, "Mr. Lawrence, I'm sorry, I was in a bit of a rush earlier."

"It's nothing, kind lady, it's just human nature."

Lawrence laughed.

His expression then turned slightly serious.

"Do you know Roberto and Anlisa?"

"Yes, she used to be my patient, about three years ago. Back then, I was just an intern, and I was often responsible for delivering medicine or going to her home to give her injections."

Fors recounted the past.

Lawrence listened quietly, occasionally revealing a gentle yet sorrowful smile.

More than an hour later, he fell into a long silence.

Then Lawrence said, "So, are there any special items in your inheritance, such as unique books, jewelry, or the like?"

After asking the question, the old man's face showed a mixture of hope and trepidation.

"What do you mean?"

Fors looked cautious and careful.

Lawrence said, "For example, some unusual items, or books that might involve some esoteric knowledge, my brother really enjoys collecting these."

"I received a book and a special gift."

Fors rolled up his sleeves, revealing a bracelet beneath the long sleeves of his doctor's gown. "Thanks to Mrs. Anlisa's gift, I entered an extraordinary world."

Lawrence was first surprised and taken aback, and then overjoyed.

"Here with you?"

"Yes, Mrs. Anlisa gave it to me before she died, and she also gave me a recipe for it."

Fors nodded.

Lawrence's cheeks trembled, and he tried to stand up several times, but ultimately sat back down.

"Sir, please don't get too agitated. Try to breathe steadily and slow your heartbeat..."

Fors immediately got up and used her spiritual power in conjunction with healing magic to help soothe Lawrence's body. After several repetitions, Lawrence calmed down considerably.

A happy smile appeared on his face.

"Kind lady, your sincerity has deeply moved me."

"Because you are their family, I think you have the right to know where it went, provided you know what it is."

Fors seemed to have let go of some burden as well, and gave a self-deprecating smile.

"Actually, before I came in, I was still hesitant to tell you whether or not to, after all, this is a huge fortune that I can't possibly repay with my current assets."

"Madam, this is only natural."

Lawrence, on the contrary, admired it even more and said with a smile, "I often tell my students that everyone has times when they are controlled by desires such as greed, but the greatness of man lies in restraining greed."

"It took me a huge amount of courage to confess."

For this reason, he even sought help from a hermit.

Fors mocked himself.

If she were making the decision alone, she wouldn't choose to be honest; she might keep some parts to herself.

such as--

The part with extraordinary characteristics.

(End of this chapter)