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

Chapter 167 Damn it, the Fool got away with it again!

The esoteric study group was canceled, but the tarot group was not.

3 PM.

Roy sat at home, waiting for the meeting to begin.

After the time is up—

A deep red light enveloped him, carrying him to the mysterious gray-mist bronze palace.

Good afternoon, Mr. Fool.

"good afternoon……"

Miss Justice's familiar voice rang in my ears.

Everyone greeted each other.

After a moment, those who had diaries handed them in, and then sat down one by one to wait for Mr. Fool to finish reading them.

Klein really wanted Roy's diary.

Roy's diary might have come from the mysterious Queen Bernadette, but unfortunately Roy remained unmoved.

and.

Roy usually doesn't ask the Fool for help much; it's more often his alt accounts that ask Roy for help.

therefore.

It's unrealistic to expect the other party to provide a diary based on their "needs".

Klein sighed inwardly.

but.

Roy himself is of great value; both the scrolls, the knowledge he possesses, and the mad indoctrination from the Hidden Sage are of great significance to the Tarot.

not to mention.

Having promised Mr. Hermit to help deal with the Morse Order, Roy was a good source of information.

He looked at the diary.

……

Roy waited for a while, during which time he had no thoughts in his mind, his brain and emotions were empty, and he was in a state of complete rest without thinking.

I waited for a while.

A low chuckle came from above.

"You may begin."

Immediately.

Alger, the "Hanged Man," bowed slightly before turning to the others: "Ladies and gentlemen, does anyone here possess the potion recipe or extraordinary properties of the 'Wind-Centered One'?"

His gaze swept around, but his focus remained on the "hermit".

The elders of the "Hermit" killed Zilingus.

According to what he saw, the extraordinary property was not left at the scene; it must have been taken away by the other party's elders.

"I know the whereabouts of an extraordinary property."

Roy spoke up at the opportune moment.

Above, Klein paused slightly, then immediately thought of—

Zilingus died after being sucked into the Captain's bronze gate, but as a high-sequence extraordinary being of that pathway, Azik would surely have a way to get him out.

He couldn't help but feel secretly annoyed.

Why didn't I think of that?

If he had thought of this earlier, this deal would have been his!

Even if you buy a Sequence 6 item with extraordinary properties from Mr. Azik, the profit would still be at least several hundred gold pounds.

I regret it!

Klein manipulated the puppet, looking at Roy with envy and resentment.

Alger breathed a sigh of relief.

If I could get my hands on it...

He thought for a moment and asked, "What price do you want?"

"Let me ask around for you first, to see if my elder can part with it. If not, then I'm sorry."

Roy didn't immediately give a guarantee.

Alger nodded slightly: "Thank you for your trouble. Even if you can't get it, I promise to buy you an item or material for free as a reward."

"it is good."

Roy accepted the deal.

After completing a transaction, Audrey spoke up: "Ladies and gentlemen, do you know anything more about the 'Witch Cult'?"

Xiu's heart stirred.

Witch sect?

Sherman is now trying to become a "witch".

This seems to be the approach of the witch cult.

She quickly focused her attention.

"A witch cult? Why are you asking about them?"

Alger frowned. "They are extremely dangerous. They bring disaster wherever they go. My advice is to stay away from them."

"I've received a message, um, Mr. World, may I say it?"

Audrey looked at the "world".

"The World" nodded slightly: "Of course, I had previously sought help from Mr. Fool, and everyone here is in that group."

"Mr. Fool told me, but I feel that one person's strength is too insignificant, even if I can indeed deliver the message to the Church of the Night..."

Audrey sighed.

Investigating someone close to a prince is quite difficult, even for the Church of the Night.

but.

Most importantly, she wanted to know what the Witch Cult was really up to.

Roy smiled and said, "I happen to know some things about them, and I don't need any payment, because dealing with them is also my goal."

"Sir Hermit, you are truly a kind gentleman!"

Audrey was overjoyed.

No payment is required!

My God, that's such a moving line!

Even she, who has been busy with promotions and preparing to engage with the Psychological Alchemy Society lately, is finding herself somewhat strapped for cash.

of course.

The reason for this is...

She needed to strictly control her spending so that the surplus gold could be used to pay the bounty earned by the "Hermit".

Roy chuckled softly.

"The Witch Cult controls the assassination route. Are you aware of this route?"

"They will become women when they reach Sequence 7."

Don't respond.

Mr. Green shared this point of knowledge before.

Roy gave her a deep look, then nodded: "Yes, but women can also become witches, it's just very rare in witch cults."

Why?

Klein couldn't help but ask.

He had always thought that it was normal for men to become witches, but judging from Roy's words, it seemed that women could also become witches.

but.

As far as he knew, most of the witches in the current witch cults were transformed from men.

"Based on what I know, they are trying to get closer to the primordial witch. According to their understanding, following the primordial path can lead to faster advancement."

Roy answered.

Audrey paused slightly.

The original witch?

Approaching the primordial state?

Could it be that……

Her pupils dilated, and an overwhelming look of shock appeared on her face.

Was the original witch originally a man?

Klein paused, taken aback.

Then he realized that the reason why the witch cult bewitched more men to become witches was not to better play the role, but to find people who could get close to the original witch.

They've found it now.

Triss Chick.

and so.

Similar to the divine intervention of the true creator, Triss Chick's bizarre fate may actually be the result of the witch cult plotting a divine intervention!

I've actually gotten involved in the conspiracy of divine intervention...

Klein gasped.

No wonder he encounters terrible dangers and disasters whenever he gets close to Triss.

He quickly switched, chuckling as the Fool.

Attracted by the laughter, everyone quickly looked over.

"Mr. Fool, what have you thought of?"

Audrey asked hurriedly.

The Fool chuckled, “Chik is seeking his arrival.”

Roy remained silent.

All I can say is that Klein is truly something else; you managed to outwit him again, and he couldn't quite respond directly.

He hesitated for a moment before carefully speaking.

"The Chik you mentioned, could it be...?"

"The original witch was called Chick."

The Fool chuckled softly, then fell silent, silently thanking the Hermit in his heart.

If it weren't for Mr. Hermit, he wouldn't have known such a secret, much less that Triss's current name is Triss Chick.

of course.

There is a chance to find out, but it would be a very serious matter.

Klein thought to himself.

Audrey was deeply shocked.

Is the Primordial Witch seeking to descend?

So, everything the witch cult did was to bring down the evil god they worshipped?

At this moment, who is the most anxious...?

Besides the warm-hearted and kind Audrey, Hugh is definitely another one, as her friend is on the path to becoming a witch.

All of the Witch Cult's actions may be related to Sherman.

Hugh keenly noticed that "The World" was in a daze, and she immediately asked, "Mr. World, what are you thinking about?"

Alger and his companions remained silent.

this matter……

It's truly too high-end and terrifying, and since they're not in Backlund, it seems they have no room to intervene.

but.

As Hugh questioned them, everyone noticed the anomaly in the "world," and he seemed to be in a daze, shocked.

Roy almost couldn't help but laugh.

Fortunately, he had received professional training and managed to control his expression at the crucial moment.

Klein was slightly embarrassed.

He got so into playing the "Fool" that he forgot to control the puppet's movements, revealing some flaws in his performance.

After quickly manipulating the puppet, he said, "I remembered something. The person who asked me to report this to the church mentioned that the witch next to the prince seems to have the word 'Chik' in her name."

This sentence struck like a thunderbolt.

The entire tarot room fell silent, except for Roy, who knew the answer beforehand and therefore couldn't act out those emotions.

Acting on purpose only makes it seem deliberate.

and so.

He chose to remain calm.

"Excuse me for asking, but this kind of information shouldn't be something an ordinary person could obtain, and as far as I know, Backlund is currently under a terrible influence..."

"Your friend must be the witch herself."

"Yes or no?"

Roy's question hit the nail on the head.

However, Klein had no intention of hiding it.

and.

He knew he couldn't hide it from Roy.

"Yes."

"She may have already sensed divine intervention, but this will encounter a terrible backlash. It was the right choice for you to report it through the Tarot Club."

Roy paused for a moment, then said, "I probably can't be of much help, because I've been facing some difficulties myself lately."

"Mr. Hermit, are you also facing a problem?"

Audrey looked nervously at the "Hermit".

Roy nodded: "My organization has recently been hunting down members of the Morse Penitentiary, but we encountered the Hidden Sage."

Although he had already guessed it, Klein's breathing still paused slightly.

That's a real evil god!

but.

The other side is probably targeting Bernadette more than Roy, so their operation should be going smoothly.

but.

For a while after that, Roy also had to go into seclusion.

It's tough for everyone!

Klein sighed inwardly.

but.

The others were the most shocked at that moment.

Especially Audrey.

She always felt that being an extraordinary person was a lucky and fun thing.

but.

Her experiences as a "hermit" and in the "world" made her vaguely realize that being extraordinary is not glamorous in this world...

Choosing the right path means determining your allies and enemies.

She nodded: "I will help report it."

"Others are also acceptable."

"The World" said.

Hugh instinctively wanted to agree, but after thinking for two seconds, she swallowed her words and decided to go back and ask Fors for his opinion.

Fors is quite reliable now.

He's much more capable than she is alone.

After that, everyone exchanged some other information, and after a while, the tarot reading session ended smoothly.

……

Hugh snapped back to reality, quickly opened the door and went out, intending to knock on Fors's door, only to find Fors slumped on the sofa.

She couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.

Why do you look like this again?

"Hmm? Oh, I'll take a break this week."

Fors yawned lazily, then sat up and looked at her, asking, "Is something the matter?"

Xiu nodded slightly.

She hesitated for a moment, then instead of directly revealing the information from the Tarot meeting, she said, "I've found out some things about Sherman."

"and then?"

Fors made a listening gesture.

"His current path is very dangerous; he belongs to a terrible cult of evil gods. I think we have to do something."

"That's what Hugh said."

Fors leaned back on the sofa and instinctively wanted to light a cigarette, but she quickly put the cigarette back and took some dried fruit from the side and chewed it.

After thinking for a few seconds, she said, "If Sherman is really involved with the evil god organization, there's nothing we can do."

"But he..."

He wanted to refute, but couldn't find the words.

Her refusal to accept the offer at the tarot meeting meant that she understood the danger of the matter.

If they're not careful, they might all get implicated.

Fors said, "Wait a minute, I'll ask Mr. Lawrence when I have a chance before deciding whether to get involved."

"All right."

Hugh had already learned about Mr. Lawrence's background from Fors.

The Abraham family.

She didn't know much about that family, but she could tell from their knowledge that they were no ordinary family, and asking for their opinion was definitely safer.

"I'm leaving now."

Fors picked up her coat, quickly shedding her laziness and fatigue, becoming capable and energetic, as if she had become a completely different person.

but.

Of course, she didn't ask Lawrence.

Lawrence is in a bad state right now, and asking him about these things will only take away from his already limited energy.

therefore--

We still have to ask Mr. Green for help.

……

"How much is this pocket watch?"

"10. Sir, it is inlaid with pure white elfin amber crystals, symbolizing purity and beauty."

I believe your ghost.

It's just an ordinary fairy flower, and it's still a bud.

Roy thought to himself, "This is what I'm thinking."

but.

It is well-suited as a unique object carrier for hypnotists.

He looked at it carefully and said, "I'll take the 6 sulphurs."

"Six sulphurs? That's far too few!"

The boss quickly shook his head.

"This is common elven flower amber, which may be worth some money, but not this expensive. Its craftsmanship is not up to the level that I paid for it."

Roy put it down and left, and he immediately chased after him.

"Alright, alright, sir, your vision and erudition are astonishing. 8 sulphurs, it's yours for just 8 sulphurs."

The boss said with a pained expression.

Roy promptly paid 8 soles.

He put away his pocket watch and walked outside. He saw Fors looking around and searching, and immediately went over to him.

"Who should I look for?"

"Mr. Green! You always manage to show up in the most unexpected places."

Fors was slightly startled, but quickly calmed down after recognizing the person.

(End of this chapter)