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

Chapter 173 You need to help us find the Fool Hermit

Manufacturing of rolls.

This kind of work is very easy.

Roy can now easily create the scrolls he has mastered, and the scrolls he creates are comparable to the effects of the witchcraft he can now cast.

of course.

The specific power depends on the user's spirituality.

After receiving the materials from the Fool, Roy spent a day helping Klein make the scroll.

Klein provided very comprehensive materials.

There are many scrolls related to fire and lightning, so Roy helped make sorcery scrolls in these two areas.

A total of 20 scrolls.

After helping to make it, he received £80 as a fee for his work.

Some of the auxiliary materials inside have value.

This is still a friend's price.

If it's a senior rolling professor with a normal sequence 6, the fee will be at least twice as high or more, and most people can't find such an opportunity.

There is no other reason.

The pursuit of knowledge makes it difficult for wild voyeurs to survive, and even those who do mostly remain at a low level.

Becoming a wizard without sufficient knowledge is extremely difficult, let alone becoming a scroll professor at a higher level.

……

Wednesday, a secluded street in the South District.

"Boss, this is information we gathered through the Grants Party. These people have been collecting information related to divination and witchcraft lately."

"I understand. Don't go there for a while; it might be dangerous."

Tilly instructed.

"I understand, boss. So, what's next..."

"Take this money, and behave yourself for a while. We'll arrange things later if you need anything."

As Tilly spoke, she couldn't help but add, "Dagan, you've been with me for a while now, so you might as well use this time to do some proper work."

"Isn't doing these kinds of deals with you more profitable than working in a factory?"

Dagen curled his lip, dismissing it with disdain.

Tilly shook her head.

"It's lucrative, but also dangerous. We're dealing with people from mysterious worlds, who aren't in our field."

"They could kill us with the flick of their fingers."

The deeper Tilly's understanding of esoteric knowledge became, the more she realized how dangerous what she was doing was.

While ostensibly gathering information, they were actually living a life-or-death struggle.

of course.

She did not resent Roy.

Risk and reward are directly proportional; how can one obtain so many benefits without paying a price?

Her subordinates remained silent.

Tilly then waved for them to leave.

A moment later, a figure appeared from the doorway.

"Miss Tilly."

"It's nice to see you again, Mr. Cornish."

Tilly stood up, a hint of respect appearing on her face.

The man who entered the simple room was about thirty or forty years old, wearing a black robe and a silk hat.

He sat down naturally in the chair opposite him.

"Miss fortune teller, what do you think of the suggestion I made earlier?"

He came up and asked directly.

Then, Cornish sighed softly.

"It's not that I lack patience, but rather that I will need to leave Backlund after some time."

"Mr. Cornish, what happened?"

Tilly looked anxious, then quickly said.

"You know, in my line of work, you need to be on the lookout for things. If something happens to Backlund, I'll have to find a way to leave too."

Cornish shook his head.

He flicked his wrist, and a cigar flew out of his pocket. He then lit it and took a puff.

"It's hard to say right now, and since you're not part of our organization, I can't just give you the information for free."

Cornish said with a slight smile, "As a fortune teller who sells information, you should understand what I mean, right?"

"Of course, news has value, but news involving lives is priceless."

Tilly fell silent after she finished speaking.

A few seconds later, she said, "I obtained my fortune teller's potion by chance; I hadn't originally intended to advance my career."

"Not advancing in the lower ranks is indeed a safe and secure choice. If you are truly content to be a fortune teller, then I respect your choice."

Cornish had a smile on his face.

Although he said that, he was almost certain that the other party had taken the bait and was absolutely willing to join their organization.

Tilly sighed, "If I hadn't been exposed to this knowledge and hadn't encountered this gathering, I would indeed have preferred to be an ordinary Sequence 9."

"Right now, I want to know who you are, what the benefits of joining you are, and what price I need to pay."

Tilly said.

Cornish's expression turned serious.

"Our organization is called the Secret Order. We were founded in the ancient Quaternary period. Ah, you may not know much about the Quaternary period."

Cornish smiled slightly. "That was an era when gods were born."

"The gods..."

Tilly's face showed surprise and shock.

Konis nodded.

"The Blood Emperor, the Black Emperor, and others are from the Fourth Epoch. You've probably heard of the War of the Four Emperors, haven't you?"

"Yes."

Tilly nodded.

She had heard of the war between the Four Emperors.

These important figures' names were so renowned that many extraordinary individuals from the lower classes knew them.

but.

Few people know...

They are the true gods.

They all thought the Four Emperors were just emperors of four different powers.

From what Cornish said, they seemed to be true gods.

It's terrible!

Then, she couldn't help but think—

"Is the esoteric order related to them?"

"That's right, we were once an important pillar of a country, jointly supporting a powerful force."

Cornish nodded.

Tilly realized that the other party's organization might be no less powerful than the Morse Penitentiary that Mr. Green was targeting.

No wonder Mr. Green suggested he join.

With the support of such an organization, it will be more convenient and safer to get promoted or gather information.

of course.

They will also fall into corresponding dangers.

but.

This is the price we have to pay.

Tilly exclaimed in awe, "What a magnificent organization! If I join, will I be able to obtain Sequence 8 potions?"

"Of course, as long as you make a sufficient contribution."

Cornish smiled.

Tilly thought for a moment and said, "What do I need to give in return? I think there must be a reason why you've taken a liking to me."

"Help me find some people."

Cornish took out a piece of paper.

Tilly took it.

Then, her expression turned somewhat horrified.

It says above, "Search for hidden information related to the evil god."

Evil god?

She shuddered, then thought of what happened in the East District, and said, "The Aurora Society carried out a terrible operation in the East District, wouldn't you say that counts?"

"No, the evil god we're looking for is currently unknown; even we don't know its name or title."

Cornish said, "He could very well be called the Fool."

"The Fool? The Fool from the Tarot?"

Tilly immediately thought of tarot cards.

Cornish smiled and said, "Yes, but I'm not sure if that's the name; it's just for reference."

Tilly nodded: "I'll be careful."

"Of course, there's another name you can also keep an eye on. If you know any believers of His or have any related information, please provide it to us."

Cornish said casually, "But you can do whatever you want with this. There's no need to search for it specifically, since this kind of information is often accompanied by danger."

"What's your name?"

Tilly was curious.

Since it is compared to "The Fool," it must be a similar being, perhaps also an "evil god."

Cornish took a drag of his cigarette, exhaled a smoke ring, and then slowly said, "The Hermit."

"A hermit?"

Tilly thought for a moment and said, "Is this some kind of evil god?"

"Hehe, this is a bounty from the Morse Penitentiary, so you can investigate it or not. If you do find it, we'll give you the reward."

Cornish smiled. "If you have any definite information, you can get a reward of 3000 pounds."

3000 gold pounds?

Tilly had never heard of such a large sum of money before, and for a moment she lost her composure, remaining stunned and speechless for a long time.

A few seconds later, she said bitterly, "It's tempting money, but I'm afraid I might earn it but not live to spend it."

"Very rational."

Cornish flicked his cigarette ash.

Tilly said, "But isn't investigating the Fool just as dangerous?"

"He may not necessarily be called the Fool; 'Fool' is just one possibility."

Cornish corrected his mistake and then said, "Danger is certainly dangerous, otherwise it wouldn't be worth a potion."

"What if I want to buy the formula with gold pounds?"

Tilly said.

Cornish nodded: "That's feasible, but you'll also need to keep an eye on these emerging evil god organizations for us."

"Of course, now that I've joined the secret order, I'm a member, and I'll definitely help keep an eye out for news in this area."

"Well then, welcome, Miss Tilly of the Secret Order."

Cornish smiled. "As a gift, you can receive a finely crafted gun. It's not a magical item, but it can protect you to some extent."

Then, he took out a delicate, small pistol that could be concealed in a sleeve or bag, making it very easy to hide.

Tilly fell in love at first sight.

She thanked him happily.

We chatted for a while longer—

It mainly discusses topics related to mysticism.

Afterwards, Cornish prepared to get up and say goodbye.

At that moment, Tilly suddenly asked, "By the way, Mr. Cornish, something just came to mind."

"Um?"

"In our southern district, there's a gang that's been secretly smuggling people. Could they be the evil organization you mentioned?"

Tilly then revealed the information about the "Polez Party".

Cornish thought for a moment, then picked up a pendant to perform a divination, and the result...

No clues whatsoever.

It appears to be just an ordinary gang.

He frowned.

"Are you sure this gang has these people?"

"Yes, they absorbed the Witte Party, which had some extraordinary members."

Tilly said.

Cornish thought for a moment and said, "It shouldn't be. They probably don't have that much power right now, but you can keep an eye out for similar unusual events."

"OK."

Tilly nodded.

Cornish smiled, got up and walked outside.

Once outside, he passed an intersection and saw a man close his pocket watch and then walk in another direction from the intersection.

……

"Sir, he really believed it?"

"He was a qualified magician, but I misled him before he even walked in the door."

Roy smiled.

The hypnotist's extraordinary items have flaws, but bullying the weak is really good.

Although everyone is subjected to the same level of hypnosis, as a Sequence 6, his spiritual power is stronger and his resistance to hypnosis is also greater.

and so.

To some extent, he can resist or be exempt from the consequences of hypnosis.

and.

For Roy, this negative effect could be eliminated simply by entering the Mystic Temple once; it was no big deal.

"Won't they notice?"

Tilly was a little worried.

Roy shook his head: "No, I just gave him a slight hint to make him overlook some details."

"Then, should I investigate the Fool and the Hermit?"

Tilly hesitated before saying, "They all sound like terrifying evil gods. If we investigate, it could be very dangerous."

"As you said, it's fine to do whatever you want. If you happen to come across a similar message, you can provide it to the secret order."

Roy smiled.

Tilly breathed a sigh of relief.

She was worried that Roy would also ask her to investigate the "Hermit," since it sounded like the "Hermit" might be related to Morse's asceticism.

That would be great if we didn't need to!

"After you join the secret order, you can advance normally within it, but you can pass on any news concerning the Moss Ascetic to me."

"You should know the incantation."

Roy had previously told her the messenger spell, so it shouldn't be difficult for her to summon and deliver the message.

Tilly nodded.

……

Back home, Roy pondered for a moment and then told "The Fool" what he had learned.

but.

The Morse Order has even gotten involved with the Secret Order.

"Bounty..."

"I haven't leaked any information, and Fors hasn't had any recent contact with the Morse Penance Society."

"A hidden sage?"

Roy frowned.

He had previously speculated that the Hidden Sage, as a unique being that had become sentient, might be related to the Wilderness of Knowledge.

If the Hidden Sage learned of the "Hermit" through some channel, then He may indeed have a secret connection with the Wilderness of Knowledge.

but.

That connection isn't very deep, and there might be some degree of divergence between one's own mysterious sanctuary and the wilderness of knowledge...

That's about all the knowledge the Hidden Sage possesses.

of course.

It could also be a simple leak.

For example, Cattleya and Bernadette.

Although they have reached a relatively high level, they will still attract the attention of the Hidden Sages, and it is unknown whether they will learn of the existence of the Hidden Sages at some point.

However, one thing is certain.

If the reclusive sage knew he was a recluse, he would have sent men to attack him long ago, instead of searching for him like this and offering a reward.

He is currently only receiving hints in terms of personality and other aspects.

but.

This also reminded Roy.

As a Sequence 6, he is far from ready to relax.

I need to speed up my promotion process!

"Digest it as quickly as possible, and then look for an opportunity for promotion."

"If all else fails, going to Elemental Dawn isn't out of the question."

Roy made his plans and then continued to stay at home drawing scrolls.

He didn't go out for the next two or three weeks.

of course.

The mystical study group and the tarot group were proceeding smoothly, basically once a week, while Klein was also preparing materials for Sequence 6.

It is worth mentioning that.

Azik did indeed retrieve that extraordinary item.

Roy used it to complete a deal with Alger.

of course.

He gave that money, along with the previous portion, to Mr. Azik.

Azik seems to be a little short of money lately and urgently needs funds.

(End of this chapter)