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

Chapter 134 Number 1 comes from Abraham?

"Everyone faces choices, but the key is to ultimately restrain your inner desires, rather than struggling with the process."

Lawrence smiled.

He fiddled with the bracelet, a hint of surprise and sadness in his eyes.

This bracelet...

It was once his brother's extraordinary possession, but now, Lauborough is dead, and Anlisa died three years ago.

Only it remained.

"Miss……"

"Sir, my name is Fors Wall, you can just call me Fors."

Fors smiled.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Mr. Lawrence seemed easy to get along with; instead of being annoyed that she had inherited extraordinary traits and obtained the potion, he showed uncontrollable joy.

This was completely unexpected.

Lawrence's expression was serious as he said in a low voice, "Madam, have you used it before?"

"Yes, I used it by accident, and then every month I would encounter some terrible babbling. I suspect it might be coming from this magical item."

Fors answered.

"Ugh."

Lawrence sighed deeply.

They had hoped to obtain a piece of jade, but unexpectedly, the other party was also suffering from a terrible curse, similar to the situation of the Abraham family.

Pity.

He paused for a few seconds, then said, "So you still hear it every month now?"

"Yes, but I learned from a gathering that these kinds of curses are better at higher sequences, so I'm actively seeking advancement, and I'm currently at sequence 8."

Fors told the truth.

Lawrence shook his head heavily.

Promotion...

It can indeed resist the curse of the full moon to some extent, but the torment and suffering during the promotion process is the most terrible.

but.

He didn't say anything to discourage Fors, but forced a smile and said, "Are you interested in hearing an old man tell his family story?"

"Mr. Lawrence, how about I ask for leave first, and we go out for a coffee, and talk while we drink?"

Of course, Fors wanted to know.

She desperately wanted to find out the source of the curse on her body. If it weren't for the exorbitant cost of asking the Hermit, she would have gone directly to him to ask for clarification.

Now we finally have a chance...

Is there any reason to miss out?

Although the cost of taking leave is high, it is worth it when it comes to "knowledge".

But Lawrence hesitated, "Won't this affect your ability to see patients?"

"It's okay, it's only two hours."

Fors got up to ask for leave.

After a moment, she led Lawrence to a coffee shop.

Lawrence, sipping his coffee, seemed more energized and then began to recall and recount the story of the Abraham family—

Fors was also cursed; in his eyes, Fors had been labeled as Abraham, making him practically one of his own.

Fors listened with very mixed feelings.

She wouldn't have been cursed if she hadn't used the beads on her bracelet, and the reason she ended up having to use beads was entirely due to her ignorance and arrogance as a newly transformed extraordinary being.

She sighed, and then couldn't help but think of the hermit.

Maybe……

The hermit can help.

He seemed to know the secrets of the Abraham family.

After a moment's thought, Forl said, "Mr. Lawrence, I have received a gift from Mrs. Anlisa and will do my best to repay this kindness."

"No need. You possess the noblest qualities; not only are you willing to take care of Anlisa, but you have also honestly confessed everything."

Lawrence said with a smile.

"Actually, I'm not as good as you think."

Fors sighed, as if reminiscing, and then slowly said, "I initially took care of Mrs. Anlisa because I was an intern at the time, and only Mrs. Anlisa would tolerate me."

"After that, her tolerance and kindness gave me a motherly feeling, so I really enjoyed being around her..."

Fors recounted her personal journey.

Lawrence listened quietly.

His opinion of Fors changed again, and then he sighed slightly.

"At least you took care of Mrs. Anlisa, and you are a sentimental person. Besides, I can assure you that you are not lying."

How can you be so sure?

Fors was puzzled.

Is it...

Is this old gentleman someone of extraordinary high rank?

Lawrence smiled and took out a pendant.

"I am an amateur astrologer."

"An astrologer of Sequence 7?"

Fors was somewhat surprised.

Lawrence nodded slightly: "It seems you have indeed gathered a lot of knowledge about this route."

"Yes, I also have some divination skills and some knowledge of astrology."

Fors answered sheepishly—

She always felt that she had stolen something from the other family, and even after confessing everything, she still didn't have much confidence.

Lawrence smiled silently and said, "Fors, have confidence. You don't owe the Abraham family anything."

"But……"

"As you said, Anlisa didn't like Abraham either, and she never contacted me after Lauborough died, so you can just consider it a personal gift from Anlisa."

Lawrence leaned back in his chair, a broad smile on his face, yet tinged with sadness. "The Abraham family, just pretend it doesn't exist."

He looked out the window, his tone unusually deep.

Fors hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Mr. Lawrence, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, just some old folks' sighs."

Lawrence chuckled. "Ms. Fors, could you take me to Anlisa's grave? I'd like to help them clean it up."

"sure."

Fors stood up.

Not long after, they arrived at Green Cemetery.

Lawrence carefully observed the state of the grave, noticing the scattered, withered bouquets in front of it.

In addition, there are obvious signs that someone cleans the area in front of the grave every year.

Language can deceive, divination can be deceiving, but...

It's impossible for anyone to pay attention to such details all the time just to get close to him, and he can be certain that Fors didn't know about them before.

Lawrence closed his eyes, in a gesture of remembrance and sorrow.

Then, he squatted down, helped pull some weeds, presented the bouquet he had brought, and finally left quietly.

We arrived at the entrance of the cemetery.

He turned his head.

"Fors, would you like to learn more systematic apprenticeship knowledge?"

"what?"

"I can teach you."

Lawrence said quietly.

Fors was overjoyed, but also somewhat hesitant—

She worried that if she agreed immediately, she would seem too unreserved and perhaps even have the intention of prying into the other person's knowledge.

Lawrence seemed to read her mind.

He chuckled softly.

"If you feel bad about it, you can take care of me for a while. Don't let my appearance fool you, I'm actually homeless too."

Lawrence asked in as flat a tone as possible, "How was it?"

but.

Fors could still sense the immense sadness in his voice.

"it is good."

……

"I wonder how Fors is doing now."

Roy sat inside the church, pondering to himself.

Fors must have encountered that member of the Abraham family, which is similar to the information he received from Wainwright.

Indeed, a member of the House of Abraham came to Backlund, and many people are probably looking for him.

such as.

Aurora Society, Morse Ascetic Society.

The former was the culprit who destroyed the Lawrence family—

Because of a traveler's betrayal, almost all of Lawrence's children died, and he was also seriously injured as a result, leading to his death.

If my memory serves me correctly...

Lawrence is now only a short time away from death.

Hopefully, he can have a good ending in Backlund.

Roy offered his sincere wishes.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Hmm? Father, are you done?"

"Yes, it's nothing too complicated."

Utravsky laughed, "I'm just going to release Emlyn; he can already recite the teachings of the Mother Goddess fluently."

"That's truly something to celebrate."

Roy looked back.

Emlyn, dressed in missionary attire, looked disgruntled. Upon seeing Roy, he jumped up and exclaimed, "Why doesn't this guy wear ugly, tasteless clothes?"

"Because I am human, and you are a vampire."

"Vampire! You're a vampire! You rude bastard!"

Emlyn roared.

Roy smiled slightly and looked at Utravsky: "Whatever it is, Father, you'd better keep an eye on him. The Rose School has been quite rampant lately."

"it is good."

Utravsky was unusually serious.

Emlyn was slightly taken aback.

He naturally understood what the "Rose School" meant, so he muttered a few words and then fell silent.

The situation is better than people.

Although he has escaped the dungeon, he has not truly escaped his cage yet; he will have to wait until he leaves this wretched place—

snort!

Emlyn sneered inwardly, already plotting how to tease this arrogant human.

After Roy left, another person entered the Harvest Church a moment later.

"Father."

"Oh, it's you. What's up?"

Utravsky smiled.

He also had a good impression of the young man who bought the "master key".

Klein asked, "Father, is that vampire still around?"

"Vampires, they're vampires!"

An angry roar came from the room next door.

Klein turned his head and saw Emlyn dressed in missionary attire, holding a broom and a dustpan.

His expression stiffened slightly, then he looked at Utravsky.

"Father, what's going on?"

"After reading the doctrine, he sincerely became a believer in the Mother Goddess and prepared to sweep the floor here to experience the mercy of the Mother Goddess of the Earth."

Utravsky said.

Klein's expression froze, unsure whether he should continue speaking. After a moment's hesitation, he decided to give it a try.

after all.

There was a considerable amount of commission this time.

"Father, I'd like to ask when he'll be able to go home? Because I've accepted a request from his parents to help find Emlyn."

what?

Emlyn was surprised, then shocked, and overjoyed.

Your parents didn't give up on you!

He looked at the priest hopefully.

Utravsky smiled and said, "Anytime is fine."

"real?"

Emlyn was surprised and somewhat incredulous.

You just let me go so easily?

Why should I bother with this?

"certainly."

The priest gave a kind smile.

Klein breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you for your understanding, Father."

……

Roy continued engraving the scroll.

He now has mastered five types of reels—

The waves are the most skilled.

Exorcism and fire are secondary options, especially fire scrolls, which are now Roy's main offensive weapons.

Next are freezing and lightning.

Roy rarely makes Lightning Rollers; he mostly makes them to aid digestion. Otherwise, he wouldn't bother to make them intentionally.

One is that the materials are expensive, and the other...

He now has the Lightning Staff.

That staff is very useful. Its effect is to amplify or directly release lightning-type magic. The effect of directly releasing it is average, at most the same level as the one he releases using materials.

but.

According to the simulation of the mysterious temple, the amplified lightning magic can increase its power by 30% to 40%.

This is a truly terrifying effect.

Its downside is that the Lightning Staff will intermittently release powerful electric currents, and it needs to be recharged with materials after 10 uses.

This is a characteristic of the Silver Lightning Tree—

The Silver Electric Tree stores electricity, which it can unleash when encountering enemies.

and so.

If you're just using it yourself, Lightning Spell or it can be used with a staff, which is perfectly adequate. Lightning Roller is mainly for export.

He won't do it if there's no demand.

It was just before 7 p.m., the familiar time had arrived.

Roy ascended to the mysterious hall and first contacted Lovia, only to discover that the woman had been released from the underground prison and was now living in her own room.

Time in Silver City is indeed different from that in the outside world.

He sighed, then sent a message to the other party, telling them to prepare to ascend to the mysterious hall for a meeting.

Then, some time passed.

He sent messages to Klein, Fors, and Darkwell respectively.

At seven o'clock, in the mysterious hall, Roy successfully created a new clone using the extraordinary properties of a wizard.

"Hehe, even the alt account has been promoted."

While others are unlikely to discern the sequence hierarchy of his trumpet, the Wizard's extraordinary traits seem to suffer less damage than those of the Fighting Scholar.

He sat in a chair and led people one by one into the mysterious hall.

Not long after.

With all four present, plus Roy's trumpet, the five-person meeting officially began.

Good evening, Mr. Hermit.

Fors was the first to greet everyone, and then he greeted everyone one by one.

After greeting each other, everyone sat down and prepared their respective books on material knowledge.

Fors moved very quickly.

She directly materialized a book called "Astrology Notes".

"These are some of my astrology notes, which I'm sharing with you all in the hope that they can help us all improve together."

This is part of the notes she just received.

I haven't finished reading the rest, so she hasn't materialized yet, and...

If we take them all at once, what will we do next week?

Fors chuckled inwardly.

Everyone should read and absorb this information.

Klein was slightly surprised—

This astrology notebook is quite different from Miss No. 1's previous ones. It seems to be systematic, like something from an organization or family with a lineage.

Could it be the Abraham family?

Klein was slightly surprised, then suddenly realized what was going on.

Yes.

The hermit will not befriend people without a reason or identity.

The true identity of this Miss No. 1 may be that she is a descendant of the Abraham family. She may not have recognized her ancestors before, until recently when she made contact with the Abraham family.

That's possible.

With that thought in mind, Klein began to ponder Mr. Number 2.

Number 2 is very knowledgeable and has experience living at sea. He is either a spies on the path of secrets, belonging to the Dawn of Elements, or a member of the Church of Knowledge.

The two possibilities are about the same.

4th...

Who exactly is the fat pharmacist?

Klein was puzzled.

While he was thinking, Roy then materialized "Research on Necromantic Materials".

It's a way of making use of waste, and who knows, it might even be of some help.

Klein snapped out of his daze.

After scanning it once, he couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly.

Such terrifying materials research...

Obviously.

It's unlikely that Number 2 will conduct this research on his own.

A hidden sage?

Or perhaps the Church of Knowledge possesses such a reserve.

Klein couldn't figure it out, and he didn't have time to figure it out either.

He now needs to think about what he should offer.

Thanks to his previous experience as a night watchman, Klein had a considerable collection of books and was not originally troubled by matters of knowledge.

but.

The situation has changed recently.

As people's level improves, the knowledge they use becomes more and more intermediate, and the relatively basic knowledge he used to have is no longer very useful.

Klein embodies a study on "dreams".

These are some research findings from extraordinary individuals in the "Nightmare" sequence.

Although most extraordinary individuals do not possess abilities related to dreams, having sufficient knowledge can allow them to be well-prepared when encountering dreams.

This was also Klein's original intention.

He didn't want anyone to reveal the secrets about the "Hermit" and the study group in his dreams.

When it was Dakwell's turn, this time he didn't scratch his head.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is a detailed guide with specific operational tips. If you also want to have a good assistant, then you will definitely need it!"

He was slightly proud.

Subsequently, Darkwell materialized a book called "The Animal Taming Diary".

Everyone fell silent.

It looks like...

This gentleman has gone further and further down the path of animal taming.

(End of this chapter)