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

Chapter 141 Justice, was it you who recommended me?

"Viscount Zago, I agree with Mr. Perrin's point of view. We live in the age of machines, and we should make machines work and reduce manpower as much as possible."

"According to the Steam Church's plan, I believe the factory's workforce can be reduced by one-third. As for the legal aspects, please don't worry, there is no law prohibiting layoffs."

A lawyer said to Viscount Zago.

Viscount Zago hesitated for a moment, then said, "What about the extra manpower..."

"Don't worry, we will take good care of them and ensure they are not displaced. You are a viscount with a conscience, and I believe those people will feel your kindness."

Another lawyer laughed.

After hearing this, Viscount Zago nodded slightly: "Alright, in that case, I'll entrust this matter to you."

Don't worry.

……

Roy watched from the sidelines.

The two lawyers who talked the most were quite different from ordinary people in their various states.

Their etheric bodies are healthier.

Their spirits are also higher.

At this moment, subtle streams of information were emanating from them, but unfortunately, Roy couldn't get too close—

Although his current state is discreet enough to avoid detection by ordinary extraordinary individuals, getting too close will still reveal his true nature.

Based solely on observation from a distance, he was able to determine that these two were extraordinary individuals, but he was unsure of their specific level.

Two legal avenues.

Could it be an official?

Roy returned to Mr. Azik's house with the message wrapped in the blasphemous plaque, then fell into deep thought: what if these people were the king's men...?

So.

Their promotion of the mechanization revolution was actually aimed at freeing up workers so that the king could acquire a larger population.

but.

Even without them, many workers would still lose their jobs.

This is an inevitable challenge that industrialization faces.

……

Roy left the mysterious temple.

Then he got up, left the study, and went to the room next door.

It was a storage room.

but.

Inside were only some cleaning tools such as brooms, and most of them were rotten and just empty shells.

He walked around the entire villa.

Finally, we arrived at the basement.

There were some wine jars piled up here, but they were all dilapidated and covered in dust. Fortunately, with that person's inspection, no cobwebs or the like had formed.

He used the light and his voyeuristic gaze to observe the situation in the basement.

There are no extraordinary materials here, but some spiritual materials remain, such as a wine jar that exudes a strange spiritual energy.

He walked over, opened it, then quickly closed it, clasped his hands together, bowed twice, and said "I apologize" twice.

Ok……

This small wine jar probably contains fragments of someone's remains. I don't know who collected them, but their presence here might be related to Mr. Azik.

Roy paused to think for a while, then put it away, went upstairs, swept the table, and wrote a letter.

"Dear Mr. Azik, I have arrived at the address corresponding to your jewelry. This is a villa that has been uninhabited for a long time..."

He wrote down what he saw and heard at the villa, describing everything in as much detail as possible, and then mentioned the jar again.

"I can't confirm whether it's the remains of your relative, so have Nina bring it over for you to see for yourself."

After a moment, he chanted a spell and summoned Nina.

Nina looked down at the letter and the urn, lost in thought for a long time, then said, "We also need to bring an urn containing ashes?"

"Yes, it would be best to bring it with you."

Roy nodded.

Nina hesitated for a moment, then finally sighed and said, "Okay, but..."

I'll tell you a story later.

"Alright, I'll help you this time."

Nina grabbed the urn, showing no sign of her earlier unease or resistance, and happily picked it up before leaving with the letter in her mouth.

After sending away the jar of bones, Roy wandered around the basement of the villa again and finally found some things that might be useful.

A few rotten planks.

It was covered with a layer of vengeful dust, and I don't know what it used to be; perhaps it was a coffin lid.

In short.

This trip was very fruitful.

Roy doesn't know how to use it yet, but for wizards and scroll professors, nothing is useless as long as there are materials.

If you can't use it, it's definitely because you haven't mastered enough knowledge.

……

It was a little before 3 p.m.

Klein returned home early and started preparing coffee and medicine.

The latter was a special medicinal herb he bought from the fat pharmacist at a gathering of the Eye of Wisdom; it could invigorate his spirit in a short time.

That kind of serious spirit.

no way.

With more people joining, it's bound to be tough and tiring, but this week is a bit better, since he's already advanced to Sequence 7.

The transition from sequence 8 to sequence 7 represents a qualitative change.

His spirituality has doubled, and this is just the beginning. As the potion is gradually digested, the increase in spirituality will accelerate.

therefore……

Once he reaches Sequence 7, theoretically he should be able to sustain the current losses of this group of people.

but.

For reasonable reasons, he had to keep the Tarot Society a secret from Sharon, offering only a small amount of help in combating the contamination.

Thinking of Sharon, Klein couldn't help but sigh softly.

He had a vague feeling that Roy was right.

The helpers who appear around him seem to run into problems one by one, such as Mr. Azik at the beginning, Roy later, and now Sharon...

For this reason, he had to work with Triss.

however.

Cooperating with Triss is like asking a tiger for its skin; he can't imagine whether the crisis or the pen behind Triss will arrive sooner.

"The Witch Cult."

"Sigh, I never expected that after Ince died, that quill pen would fall into the hands of the Witch Cult. It feels like there's some unseen hand controlling things."

Klein sighed helplessly.

Then he pondered when to bring Sharon up—

Klein also coveted her "The Book of Secrets," but it was previously agreed that a copy of the book would be made by Chloe, and he wouldn't get a share.

however.

He couldn't come up with money of equal value to exchange with Roy. He had originally hoped to get something for free through Sharon, but unfortunately...

Sharon's respect for the Fool was genuine, but she didn't mention any secret book.

He probably felt that the book was not worth mentioning to the great fool, which is why he did not mention it.

but.

Little did she know, that thing was extremely important to her; the secret knowledge recorded on it might just help the current fool achieve the transcendence of an evil god.

Klein chuckled self-deprecatingly, then composed himself and began to extend his spirituality toward those deep red stars.

The next moment, figures appeared in the bronze palace.

On one side is—

Justice, judgment.

On the other side are the Hanged Man, the Sun, the Hermit, and "the World".

Justice maintained its fine manners and traditions, and began to greet them as soon as it reached the bronze palace from the gray fog.

From the Fool to the final judgment, virtually no one was missed.

After exchanging greetings, Audrey smiled and said, "Mr. Fool, I've collected two pages of your diary this week."

"I also brought the last page."

Alger, the "Hanged Man," stood up.

Roy remained silent below.

He could certainly give Fors's diary to Klein, but he couldn't be sure whether Fors had given it to Hugh privately.

That page of the diary...

Actually, it didn't record much content; it was mostly just some everyday trivia. But what Roy couldn't tell was whether it came from the Emperor or someone else.

The jumbled information had made it impossible for him to distinguish between the different pieces.

If we could obtain all of Klein's notes, we might be able to find the differences by comparing them with the original trajectory.

but.

Klein was equally cautious in his dealings with himself as the "Hermit," rarely using his diary as a bargaining chip unless absolutely necessary.

Roy sat silently below.

Klein quietly read his diary. After a moment, he looked up at everyone and said, "You can begin."

"Yes, Mr. Fool."

Justice breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at the others, then keenly noticed...

"Mr. Sun, is there something you want to say?"

In fact, Klein also noticed his fluctuating emotions.

but.

Since justice has spoken, he will remain silent.

"I hesitated whether to speak, but... the elder I mentioned went to dig in the dirt yesterday, and I happened to see him."

"The sun," Derrick said.

Alger frowned and asked, "Is he burying something?"

"No, she didn't bury anything, she was just digging in the soil, saying she wanted to take it back to study the soil."

Derrick said, "The key point is that the chief told me that trust and unity were very important in Silver City's survival to this day, and I agree with that."

Alger, the "Hanged Man," fell silent.

He's the kind of person who loves to speculate about these things.

At this moment, Audrey understood why Little Sun was conflicted.

On the one hand, he wanted to ask for everyone's opinions, but on the other hand, he was worried that they would misunderstand and think that the other party was accusing them of teaching wrong things.

therefore.

His emotions have been fluctuating since just now.

She is such a kind and innocent person.

Audrey was trying to figure out how to comfort her.

Derrick quickly explained, "I'm not blaming you. You've been a great help to me, teaching me to think critically. It's just that His Excellency is right, I... I..."

"That's normal, Mr. Sun."

Roy knew he had to speak up, otherwise this honest man might ramble on and on.

That would be a waste of Mr. Fool's limited spiritual power.

He chuckled softly.

"We are, after all, outsiders. Your description is just like listening to a story to us. We can't really understand the cruelty of Silver City."

"What do you mean?"

Derrick scratched his head, completely giving up on the idea of explaining it clearly.

"All we can offer is advice, whether it's me, Mr. Hanged Man, or anyone else, even the esteemed, great Mr. Fool..."

Roy stood up, first putting on a layer of armor for himself. "I'm not questioning your greatness."

"I don't care about this kind of discussion."

The Fool chuckled softly.

"Thank you, kind Mr. Fool."

Roy bowed before continuing, "Derrick, to you, Mr. Fool is hope, but you are like people in a deep pit, and what Mr. Fool did was throw down a rope."

He stopped there and didn't continue.

but.

Not long after, the Hanged Man spoke.

"The one who is holding onto the rope is actually yourself, not Mr. Fool. He cannot decide whether you hold onto the rope or not."

Following the interpretation, Alger couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "Indeed, that's why Mr. Fool rarely offers direct help, but instead advocates for equivalent exchanges."

Thinking about this, he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of crisis.

Before the "Hermit" arrived, he was always guessing and interpreting Mr. Fool's behavior and thoughts, but after the "Hermit" arrived, he gradually fell behind.

just now……

I've even started interpreting the quotes of the "hermit" myself.

That won't do.

Alger, you need to find the right direction!

The "Hanged Man" spurred himself on.

After hearing this, "Sun" Derrick fell into deep thought. After a few seconds, he looked up and said, "I understand. Thank you, and thank you, Mr. Great Fool. I didn't know you had this purpose before."

The fool chuckled softly, offering no explanation for his actions.

however.

But deep down he thought to himself—

To be honest, I only just learned about this other meaning myself.

Klein controlled the trumpet, manipulating his facial expressions and emotions.

"Back to the shepherd elder, how is she?"

"World" is an open word.

Derrick hesitated for a moment, then said, "She...she's become so kind and gentle, she looks like an elegant and kind elder. Are all shepherds outside like that?"

"Of course not."

"The World" sneered, "If all shepherds were like this, the Aurora Society wouldn't be so universally hated now."

Derrick nodded slightly.

Then he said, "If that's the case, then I don't know what's going on. In short, I feel that Elder Lovia is a bit different, especially after I abandoned my prejudices."

"Perhaps she worships other gods."

Alger reminded him.

Derrick pondered for a few seconds and said, "But we in Silver City have no other gods, only an omniscient and omnipotent creator."

Klein pondered for a moment, then asked in the capacity of "the world," "Where is your creator?"

"I don't know, but recently, there seem to be rumors circulating in the city that the Creator is still alive and will bring hope."

Derrick replied.

Everyone fell silent for a moment, and then tacitly agreed not to continue the discussion.

There might be hidden secrets they don't know about. After experiencing an incident like Lovia's, no one can guarantee that their guesses are correct.

It might lead Derrick to think in the opposite direction.

Roy concluded, "You can keep an eye on it, and if anything seems amiss, you can ask Mr. Fool for help again."

"Okay, thank you everyone."

Derrick expressed his sincere gratitude.

After he finished speaking...

The others then exchanged information about "Beckron," and it was clear that Audrey had already obtained some of the details.

Right now, she just wants to hear other people's opinions.

The Hanged Man perked up and quickly began to express his views, speculating that the scene was a harbinger of a terrible political struggle and war.

however.

The "world" at the end remained silent.

Roy was curious about Klein's current mental state, perhaps he wanted to say...

The real reason was just 5 gold pounds.

but.

I don't know how things turned out, but in the end, he was forced to kill a puppet master and then an ambassador.

Tsk!

Unfortunately, that was just a puppet, while the one up there was the real one.

Roy collected his thoughts, trying to avoid revealing his intentions to others.

After a moment, the discussion ended, and he asked, "Mr. Hanged Man, what did your friend say?"

"He can sell a copy of his personal notebook, but there's no guarantee it will be the one you need."

Alger said, "But I can assure you, I paid a heavy price for it."

Roy smiled and said, "It's alright, Mr. Hanged Man."

"Okay, I have his notes. I will ask Mr. Fool to pass them on after the meeting."

Alger replied.

"it is good."

Roy nodded.

Having a notebook is already quite good; as long as he has some basic knowledge, he can try things out in the hall of fame.

Since information technology can be used to break down and reassemble items, there is basically no loss in the transaction.

For him, the hardest thing was the lack of knowledge.

Alger breathed a sigh of relief.

The deal with Roy was a knot in his heart; he would still feel the pinch if he had to pay five thousand gold pounds, but now he could repay it with knowledge…

That would naturally be the best.

Then, the Fool said with a faint smile, "Let's stop here."

"Mr. Fool, please wait a moment."

Everyone looked over, slightly surprised.

Trial?

They hesitated for a moment, then looked toward the judge, anticipating what the other party would say.

result.

The trial proceeded with several audible deep breaths.

then.

"Mr. Fool, I would like to speak with Miss Justice alone. Please allow us to stay alone for a while."

With me?

Audrey's heart raced.

Judging from Hugh's state, has he discovered me?

Now it was her turn to be nervous.

Klein smiled and said, "Okay."

He was curious too!

He then sent the rest of the people back to reality, leaving only the two women at the tarot meeting.

After a moment, Hugh said, "Madam, you recommended me to Mr. Fool, didn't you? I should thank you."

Audrey remained silent.

This was obviously something they had guessed.

How should I answer?

She thought quickly, and after a second or two, she smiled and said, "Yes, Madam Judge, it was indeed I who recommended you to Mr. Fool."

Audrey couldn't avoid it.

When Hugh asked this question during the Tarot meeting, it proved that the other party did indeed know her identity and did not want to break it off, hoping to continue cooperating in this state.

This is also a good thing.

only……

She could no longer maintain her mystery and hide her extraordinary identity.

This may be the price that Rasheed and Fors have to pay.

after all.

On that occasion, I overused my extraordinary abilities on Fors, causing her to directly utter his name.

The suspicion likely originated around that time...

Audrey sighed softly to herself.

"Mr. Fool, is the other one... still under investigation?"

Do not look up at the great being above.

Klein chuckled softly. "She doesn't need my help."

what?

Hugh was taken aback for a moment, then said incredulously, "No way, she never goes to..."

After a moment of shock, she suddenly remembered that she hadn't heard Fors's painful moans coming from next door on a full moon night for a long time.

Did Fors find a solution?

Xiu was stunned for a moment.

Let's stop here.

The Fool chuckled, sending them both back to reality, then a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Three women make a drama.

The ancients never lied to me.

Unfortunately, he couldn't witness their confrontation in person.

Hey!

Three people, belonging to two different evil gods...

but.

The words left unsaid by the judge seemed to hint at Miss Number 1's secret.

Could this be the reason why the hermit pulled her into the mysterious temple?

Klein sat in his seat, making guesses.