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

Chapter 152 World: I Will Hunt the Apostles of Desire!

"Groot, I know you have a problem with me, but we are all under the leadership of Mr. Danai and loyal to the great Hermit Sage."

"If we just focus on our work, the great hidden sages will see us."

"Winning over the sons of nobles and the wealthy has been of great benefit to the Morse Order and the Hidden Sages, so we should put aside our prejudices."

Fias's tone was devout and full of allure.

Roy vaguely sensed that an extraordinary force was influencing him.

Extraordinary items related to the instigator?

Or a scammer?

Roy relaxed his spiritual resistance, allowing this force to guide him to believe in the other person from the inside out.

A moment later, a look of piety appeared on his face.

"Praise be to you, hidden sage!"

"You're amazing..."

After a string of prayers.

Sincere smiles appeared on both of their faces.

"Madam, I will absolutely not let Mr. Danai down!"

"Groot, as long as you complete this task, Mr. Danai promises you a Sequence 6 master material, and I will also leave Backlund, so there will be no conflict between us."

Fias was incredibly "frank".

Roy laughed and said, "Madam, these are not problems. We are all doing this for the Morse Order, for the great Hermit Sage!"

"Yes."

Fia nodded with a faint smile.

Then, she got up and quietly left the coffee shop, leaving Roy with a soft sigh, just like before.

This meeting—

I still have to pay for the coffee myself.

Although it was all Groot's money, it's now his own.

He sighed softly, then picked up his coffee and took a few sips. After confirming that Fias had left, he quickly ascended to the mysterious hall.

then.

Roy confirmed his condition.

The ability to "instigate".

He had just relaxed his spiritual defenses when he was influenced by the instigator's power, which came from an extraordinary item.

"Extraordinary items of instigation."

Roy chuckled softly, then began to use dream divination.

"The current situation of the woman who used her influence on me."

After repeating it silently several times.

Soon after, Roy's consciousness sank into a dream.

next moment.

A scene appeared before my eyes.

Fias sat in a carriage, writing a letter, seemingly intending to communicate with someone.

After a while.

She began to read it aloud.

"A spirit wandering in nothingness."

"A trustworthy and friendly creature."

"The spirit that belongs solely to Danai Novich."

A spiritual creature resembling a bat emerged from the void, its two claws swiftly snatching the letter from Fia's hand.

Then, she took out an extraordinary object, only the size of a pigeon's egg and shaped like a small trumpet.

Fia put it away, a satisfied smile appearing on her face.

The dream dissipated.

Roy's expression turned slightly serious.

The instigator's magical item...

As a wizard, it's not unusual for Fias to possess a magical item, but he was certain that she hadn't possessed the extraordinary properties of this instigator before.

otherwise--

Groot no longer disliked her as much; he had long since been manipulated.

"She only recently acquired this magical item."

"trade?"

"Or partners?"

If it's the former, that's fine. But if it's the latter, it means that the Morse Penitentiary Society has also formed a partnership with the Witch Cult.

If that's the case, the difficulties I face in hunting Danai and the Mysterious Attendant will be far greater than I imagined.

The Witch Cult may have replaced Ince as the new leader of 008.

but.

Regardless of whether it's the Witch Cult or Ince, their goals and development are all part of Adam's plan. Father Mao has been planning for so many years, it's impossible for his small change to alter the overall situation.

and so.

Roy had always suspected that the spiritual dragon that appeared that day was not some kind of spiritual dragon after death, but rather the product of some means by Adam.

He has been keeping an eye on 008.

Including now.

"However, I don't need to worry about the hunter Moss's asceticism attracting the other party's attention."

"In this scenario, the Morse Penitentiary Order is just a small force that happened to stumble in; the real core is actually the Loen royal family and the Witch Cult."

Thinking of this, Roy felt a little more relaxed.

The operation can proceed as scheduled.

only.

After that, he needs to pay special attention to the occurrence of "coincidences".

Adam may not be able to deal with himself, but the leader of the Witch Cult might.

"Now that I've successfully instigated her, she should feel much more at ease with me. As long as I continue to play this kind of role, it won't be difficult for me to get into their gatherings."

Roy uses the mysterious temple to mitigate the negative effects of the useless mask.

He then returned to reality and got up to head towards the mysterious club.

"etc!"

When Ollie saw him, she suddenly called out to Roy.

"Um?"

Roy, stop.

Then, he chuckled softly, "Madam, what's wrong?"

"There is a gentleman who is currently seeking help. I wonder if you would like to offer your assistance."

"Oli answered."

Roy smiled and said, "Of course, I came here hoping to use my knowledge of the occult to earn some money and meet more people."

"Shall I arrange for him to meet you? Coincidentally, he's waiting next door."

Oli said.

Roy nodded: "Okay."

He entered the white crystal room.

In the past few seconds, Roy waited in the white crystal room for a richly dressed man with a slightly chubby face.

His face was pale, and he didn't look well.

Observe the etheric body.

There's nothing wrong with my body, but I'm mentally weak, as if I've been affected by some mysterious thing.

Roy was quite surprised.

because……

He had seen this viscount before.

Viscount Zago.

A nobleman who seemed to have a conscience.

Whether it actually happened or not, Roy couldn't judge based on a single overheard conversation, nor could he rely on preconceived notions.

His tone was gentle.

"Please sit down, sir. Tell me slowly what happened to you. If I can answer your question, I will do my best to help."

"Have some water first."

Roy took out a kettle and poured him a glass of water.

Zago seemed to be infected by his enthusiasm and confidence. He took a sip of hot tea, then swallowed and said, "Sir, I've heard that there are some people in the world who possess extraordinary abilities?"

"Although I don't know what happened to you, there are indeed some people who possess abilities beyond those of ordinary people."

Roy said.

"I hired a law firm and then entrusted them with the tasks."

Zago frowned and recounted his experience, "But recently, I've noticed that something seems a little off."

"How so?"

"I seem to inexplicably trust them, but I actually find these gossipy guys very repulsive."

Zago rubbed his head. "And lately, I've been very forgetful, often forgetting things. I almost thought I was sick..."

Is this a hypnotist?

Roy's expression turned serious. "Sir," he said, "it seems you've been hypnotized. Have you seen any psychologist?"

"Uh, I did look into it, because I wasn't sleeping well at the time, my business income plummeted, and there were issues within my family..."

Zago hesitated for a moment, then stopped abruptly, saying, "In short, I did see some psychologists to treat my sleep problems."

"Sir, which god do you worship?"

"Goddess of the Night, I have always been a believer in you, but recently my faith has begun to waver, and I don't even know why..."

Zago sighed, "I once thought about seeking help from the church, but for some reason, I would forget about it the next day."

"I have a question."

Roy pondered, "How did you come up with the idea of ​​coming here?"

"I, uh, once I consulted with people at the firm, and it turned out that I was in a rather unusual state at the time."

Zago described his state of mind at the time while deep in thought.

According to him...

I was in a state of spiritual emptiness at that time, and I clearly saw some chaotic radiance on myself.

Then, he can better control himself.

Zago also mentioned something.

"I also noticed a flaw in their plan: they kept promoting the benefits of machinery but never mentioned the workers who would be rendered obsolete by it."

Zago then mentioned some of his future plans.

He was very curious, so he sent a detective to investigate the matter, and then...

The detective is dead.

He died by drowning, reportedly from accidentally falling into the Tasok River while drunk.

"But I know that the gentleman doesn't drink at all."

"..."

This is very embarrassing.

Roy vaguely guessed that Zago's recovery might be related to the effects of his use of the Wheel of Fortune card.

That spying resulted in the hypnotic effect on Zago being less than perfect.

A slight smile played on his lips.

"So, you haven't been seeing that therapist lately?"

"Yes, I've been too busy. I forgot. I even forgot where he lives and what his name is. I only remember that someone recommended him."

Zago sighed.

Roy smiled and said, "Sir, I think I know what's going on. I recommend you seek help from the church, preferably now."

How can I ask for help?

Viscount Zago hesitated.

"Say that you suspect you were hypnotized and did something against your will, and that someone might be using you to achieve some purpose."

Roy said seriously, "Sir, you are in danger now."

Zago is not an idiot.

He was actually influenced by extraordinary abilities just now—

He has a lot of mental suggestions in his mind, and it is possible that a few words can trigger a mental suggestion and change Zago's mind.

This is why he has been unable to ask for help.

For ordinary people.

The abilities of a hypnotist are absolutely overwhelming. If Roy hadn't reached Sequence 6, he wouldn't have been able to see it in such detail.

He has just used his spirituality to dispel most of the other person's suggestions.

"You can go out now and go find the Church of the Night immediately. If you wait any longer, that power may affect you again."

Roy said solemnly.

Zago nodded gently: "I will, thank you sir, you have been a great help to me."

"Just don't forget about the payment."

Roy smiled.

Zago's mind cleared up, and his emotions seemed to flow more smoothly. He smiled easily and said, "How could that be?"

He looked for his wallet, a hint of embarrassment in his eyes.

"I only have fifty gold pounds for now. I will have my servant bring you another fifty gold pounds when I get home from church."

"Your advice was worth the price. I even felt that talking to you for a while improved my mood and spirits. You are a true therapist!"

Zago got up and hurriedly ran outside.

Roy pocketed the fifty gold pounds, marveling at the other party's generosity.

A consultation costs 50 gold pounds. If Klein knew that, he would definitely rush over here overnight to compete with me for the business.

but.

This list was originally supposed to be for "Royal," but Roy's alternate account hadn't arrived for a week, so Ollie couldn't wait and had to recommend it to "Groot."

Fortunately, it was all myself.

In the afternoon, Roy received several more guests, two of whom were nobles.

It's not surprising.

This is the West District.

Most of the people who come to the Mysterious Club are nobles and wealthy people who have encountered some shameful or strange things.

for example.

In the afternoon, one of them harmed a young lady and then felt guilty, thinking that he was being haunted by a vengeful spirit.

Roy only told him—

I have limited ability and cannot help you.

He silently offered his blessings, hoping that the nobleman would soon encounter the true vengeful spirit.

The other one, on the contrary, was a woman.

She cheated on me...

Then, her husband killed her lover and buried him in her favorite flower field. She always felt that he was not dead and would dream about him every night.

This is...

Roy initially thought he had arrived in Intis, but then he realized that Intis's development might be even more magical, for example—

Her husband was overjoyed when he found out?

He recalled the emperor's diary, and then, with a strange feeling, offered some psychological support.

That's basically how I spent the morning, and the earnings were very modest, not even as much as the Viscount Zago's single deal.

of course.

Zago was an accident.

That kind of situation became the norm afterward.

He left early at 2 p.m. and returned home.

It was already 2:50.

Roy tidied the room, preparing to ascend into the gray fog to attend the Tarot meeting.

After a moment, he was enveloped in a deep red light.

next second.

I opened my eyes, and a familiar figure appeared before me.

Miss Justice greeted everyone skillfully, then handed over a page of her diary, awaiting Mr. Fool's reading.

After a while.

"You may begin."

The fool chuckled softly.

The next second, "The World" immediately said, "Everyone, do you have any extraordinary items that can be used to deal with the 'Apostle of Desire'?"

"An apostle of desire?"

Roy looked surprised, then said, "This is Sequence 5 of the Criminal Path. Have you messed with an 'Apostle of Desire'?"

"Yes, for some reason, I'm going to hunt it."

The world nodded gently.

Roy remained silent to himself.

Klein...

All I can say is that you are truly exceptional.

We all know each other, why are you still playing this game?

but.

He knew the other person was putting on an act for the rest of the audience.

After all, Klein didn't want others to know his identity as "The World" for the time being.

however.

His question caused everyone to fall silent.

Finally, Alger said, "If the other party is Sequence 5, then perhaps only the great Fool can help you."

I was on a business trip the past few days and was quite busy, so I didn't have any time to update. I'll resume updates today, and I'll try to post the second chapter around noon.

(End of this chapter)