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

Chapter 175 Two of you, is this surprise enough?

Was this built by the descendants of the Eggers family?

Or is it...?

Did Azik bury his child here?

Roy paused for a few seconds.

Ms. Afra turned her head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, let's go. I'm getting more and more curious about that place."

Roy smiled slightly.

It seems like this trip was worthwhile.

Afra led him up the mountain, and along the way, she couldn't help but recount her past with her husband.

"I grew up in a small town and ran a general store, while he often disembarked in town to resupply..."

"I later found out he did it on purpose."

She looked wistful.

Roy acted as a loyal listener, quietly listening from the sidelines.

From the foot of the mountain to the top, he gained a clear understanding of Mrs. Efra's situation.

Simply put...

This is the story of a crew member's persistent flirting and pursuit.

Ordinary yet extraordinary, because later the old lady went to work on ships and dealt with pirates, bandits and so on, and gradually changed from the initial naivety to fierceness and maturity.

That's when I started practicing my marksmanship.

We've arrived at the top.

She knew the way well and led the way to a cemetery.

The cemetery was dug up and found to be empty, with only a coffin remaining.

"This is my husband's grave. The grave you're talking about should be... oh."

The old lady looked bewildered.

At the spot she pointed to, although there was still an old-fashioned tombstone, she had a vague feeling that it was no longer the original one.

It seems to have been replaced.

Mrs. Efra looked at Roy with a look of surprise and admiration on her face: "Sir, you were right again, they changed the tombstone."

"Um."

Roy nodded.

Not just tombstones.

The soil on the graves here has also been replaced, and the soil on top is brand new.

He paused for a moment.

"Mrs. Efra, thank you for your guidance. Let me take you back."

"No need, I'll go back myself."

"Alright."

Roy thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

Mrs. Efra is not safe.

Since the other party realized that the tombstone and grave soil needed to be replaced, they must have also noticed the mutation of the corpse next to them.

Based on the previous divination.

Letting her go back alone would be dangerous.

and so.

After Mrs. Efra descended the mountain, he used the "Useless Mask" to change his form, and then used the extraordinary characteristics of a hermit to activate the power of shadows and hide in the shadows all the way.

He only started walking on the streets after arriving in the town.

Then.

At a house by the river, Mrs. Efra took out her key and opened the door, followed by...

"Who are you people?!"

"Madam, we mean no harm. We just want to know where you went this afternoon. If you answer truthfully, your child and your precious grandson will be safe. Otherwise..."

A man with a cold expression sat on the sofa inside the room. After a sneer, a group of people came out from behind, dragging a child with them.

"grandmother!"

He cried loudly.

Mrs. Efra tightened her grip, her eyes showing concern.

"Madam, I know you used to be a sailor, and you and your husband were both very capable... but you're getting old, and there are more of us, so please throw out your gun, thank you."

The man sitting there chuckled softly.

Afra's face darkened.

"With a gun, at least I have the chance to kill you and get revenge. Put down the gun, and neither I nor my grandson will survive!"

She spoke, coldly scanning the entire room.

"Are you Singhus from south of Elmas?"

"I didn't expect you to recognize me."

Singh raised an eyebrow slightly.

Afra said, "What do you want to know? I'll tell you, but you have to release my grandson."

Where did you go this afternoon?

"In the South District, I went to the Harvest Church."

She said it calmly.

The man was somewhat surprised, then thought carefully and vaguely remembered where the "Harvest Church" was.

A narrow little chapel.

It belonged to the Earth Church, but had only one bishop and no other missionaries.

Ask him for help...

"You've really lost your mind. I thought you would go to the Church of the Night, or at the very least, the Church of Steam or the Church of Storms. I never expected you to go to the most useless Church of the Earth in Backlund."

He laughed mockingly.

but.

At this moment, a look of surprise appeared on Afra's face, her expression one of disbelief and astonishment.

Singh was baffled, but the next second he knew something was wrong.

because……

"What did you say about the Earth Church? I didn't quite catch that."

An unfamiliar voice sounded from behind.

He turned his head stiffly.

Behind them stood several people, all looking dazed, while behind them stood a man with a pocket watch, smiling broadly.

"Kill him!"

Singh screamed hysterically.

but.

The next second, his men all raised their guns and pointed them at him, their faces blank and dazed, as if they had been manipulated or hypnotized.

Singer's legs buckled, and he slid off the sofa with a thud, kneeling on the floor.

"Your Excellency..."

"You're saying the Earth Church is the most useless force in Backlund?"

"I... I was just talking nonsense. Please don't take it to heart. I... I shouldn't have insulted the great Church of Mother Earth. I'm willing to offer one hundred pounds to ask for your forgiveness."

Singh was weeping.

Roy chuckled and gestured for Eve to come and take her grandson, then looked at him.

"Who sent you?"

"A powerful old gentleman... he... he sent me to find Mrs. Efra and ask her where she went..."

Singer dared not hide anything and quickly recounted his experience.

This morning, he was hired by that gentleman to come to Afra's house to find out what was going on.

If necessary, you can invite them to visit.

The compensation is very generous.

They will receive 200 gold pounds upon completion of the commission.

Although they are well-known in the town, their income is not high.

£200 is a considerable sum for a gang like theirs.

Also.

The Evra family was once fierce and powerful, but now they are old and have fallen on hard times.

My husband died a while ago.

They thought they knew, so they rushed over.

Unexpectedly...

Singer carefully looked up.

"Sir, I'm telling the truth!"

After Roy confirmed the divination, he put the pendant away.

"Where are the others?"

"I don't know. They just told me to arrest people, and then said they would come over after I caught them, but they didn't give me any contact information or address."

After speaking, Singh swore repeatedly that he was telling the truth.

Roy believed it.

What the other person said is probably true; divination can confirm it.

He stretched out his hand.

The other party paused for a moment, then quickly pulled out a stack of gold pounds from his pocket.

"It was truly dedicated to the church."

He chuckled awkwardly.

Roy weighed it in his hand and said, "The part he gave you."

"well."

Singh's face stiffened, but he still took out another two hundred pounds.

Roy took it and then returned the hundred dollars to the other party.

Singh was surprised; he hadn't expected a repayment at all.

Although the two hundred pounds were taken away.

but.

It's better than dying!

Also.

This also proves that the other party has a good bottom line, won't take more of his money, and won't risk his life if he agrees to let him go.

Roy gave a half-smile.

"I never promised to let you go."

"!!!"

Singer felt a sense of fear.

It wasn't just what the other person said, but also because the other person understood his thoughts.

however.

His thoughts at this moment no longer required extraordinary abilities to discern.

Roy could guess it just by looking at the changes in his emotional expression.

He sneered, "Don't think that our church has let you off the hook. Go back and stop doing things like this, or I can arrest you on charges of blasphemy against the church."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Get lost."

Roy pocketed the two hundred pounds from the other employer.

These are the mediums he uses for divination.

As if granted a pardon, Singh immediately crawled out.

Roy had the remaining men throw down their guns and leave before dispelling the hypnotic effects on them.

Those people looked bewildered.

but.

Upon seeing the pocket watch in Roy's hand, they were all terrified and turned to look at their leader.

result.

They saw that their leader was in an even worse state, covered in dust and dirt, with his knees scraped raw.

They looked at each other in bewilderment, and then Singh quickly ran away.

The others immediately followed suit.

"Thank you, missionary."

Afra held her sleeping grandson, her face filled with love and relief.

She carefully laid the child flat on the messy sofa, and then tidied up the chaotic scene in the room.

Afterwards, she was relieved that those people hadn't killed her.

Thankfully, there was this gentleman...

Roy smiled.

"This is the guidance of Mother Earth; she helps those in need."

"Yes, praise be to the great Mother Earth."

Efra sincerely drew the outline of the emblem of the Earth Mother, praising the Earth Mother.

Roy smiled slightly.

"It seems you have met missionaries from the Church of Mother Earth."

"Yes, I saw him at sea once. He had a child with him, and the child was very special, so I remember him well."

Afra recalled, then couldn't help but smile sincerely, "I'm really curious about what happened to that child. It's a pity that even though we were still working on ships later, we never saw him again for decades."

"What's his name? Maybe I know him."

Roy certainly didn't know anyone from the Church of the Earth, but he could have Liana ask; it wasn't anything important anyway.

Afra thought for a moment and shook her head: "I don't know, I only remember that the old gentleman's surname was Li."

plum?

Roy paused for a moment, then couldn't help but think of Frank Lee.

He further confirmed this.

"You said that child left a deep impression on you?"

"Yes, he is curious about many things, but his thinking is quite different from that of ordinary people; it's very strange."

Afra recalled for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh, "He even asked me, 'Animal and plant are both life forms, so what's the difference between them?'"

"What was your answer?"

Roy was slightly curious.

Afra said, "I replied that it should be about the same, since they're all edible."

"..."

That makes a lot of sense.

Roy thought the child being led by the elderly man with the surname "Li" was most likely Frank Lee.

I just don't know—

Just how much of an impact did the woman's words have on Frank?

It could be 0.

It may be a tiny, insignificant part, but sometimes, it is that tiny part that has a huge impact.

Roy smiled.

"I'll say hello for you, if we happen to run into each other."

"Okay, haha."

Ms. Afra smiled, then looked somewhat hesitantly into the house and said, "Wait a moment, I'll go get fifty pounds as my way of repaying Mother Goddess..."

As she turned around, she saw that the gentleman outside had already left.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, she drew a holy symbol on her chest.

"Praise be to you, Mother of all things."

……

Roy arrived at a café in Almas and entered the mysterious sanctuary through the café's restroom.

Then.

Through a 200-pound connection, he entered a dream.

In the dream—

A bearded man took out two hundred pounds and coldly stated his demands. In his hands, besides the gold coins, there was also a bone knife.

Obviously.

If you don't take the money, you'll lose your life.

Singh chose to do the job for money.

Very sensible.

but.

The Spiritual Church's style is such that if things go well, all is well; if they don't, you might end up becoming their "companion."

but.

Roy had no intention of saving those kinds of people, not even of taking a look at them.

He has a more direct approach.

After sending the message to Azik, Roy directly used the newly established and strengthened connection of the Golden Pound in the Mysterious Temple to track down its previous owner.

Thanks to the effects of the divination staff, he quickly arrived at a cemetery.

of course.

It's not the previous Elmas Cemetery, but a more remote cemetery, which is more of a "dwelling" for the poor.

Inside, the graves were piled up haphazardly.

Some don't even have names.

Roy quietly grasped his extraordinary qualities, extending his spirituality, and used the shadows of trees and walls to shroud himself.

He then followed the shadowy area into the already rather gloomy cemetery.

He carefully slowed his pace.

We continued deeper into the area.

A short while later, a tomb came into view.

They live in tombs?

This is really...

That's the style of the Spiritual Church!

Roy's lips twitched slightly, and he stopped, waiting for Azik to arrive.

Although it's uncertain how many people are inside, it would be extremely dangerous for him to go in alone.

That kind of venue isn't suitable for Professor Roll's performance; one wrong move and he could bury himself in it.

He turned to leave.

Suddenly, the surroundings became gloomy and dark.

"Sir, isn't it rather impolite to come and leave so soon?"

A thick, spiritual fog swirled around them.

Then, one by one, figures emerged, all of them resurrected corpses, which seemed particularly terrifying in the thick fog.

"Is this Eggers' power?"

"You know? It seems Mansour has fallen into your hands."

A bearded man emerged from inside.

His face was covered in a full beard, but the rest of his face was surprisingly fair, creating a striking contrast with his beard.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"You must be that wizard from the Church of Earth, right? Of course, you could also be Professor Scroll, Sequence 6."

"You have a collaboration with the Morse ascetic?"

"Of course, and they had already found out that the missing wizard had gone to the Earth Church."

The man chuckled softly, "We help them, they help us, everyone gets what they need."

"They helped you retrieve the remains of Eggers' descendants?"

Roy seemed to be deep in thought.

He had anticipated that the Morse Pentecostal Order would collaborate with many denominations, but he hadn't expected that they would also have such deep connections with the Spiritual Church.

but.

I wasn't entirely unprepared.

"Don't waste your breath on him, kill him!"

Another person walked out from inside.

Erette Frey.

A professor who specializes in reels.

Roy was slightly surprised, but then he chuckled and threw out four or five rolls in an instant.

All of them are exorcism scrolls!

Blinding light enveloped the surroundings; the power of the sun dispelled much of the dense fog of the dead.

but.

At the same time, the opponent also threw out three reels.

Like curtains or dark clouds at night, they instantly enveloped the area, blocking out the sunlight.