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

Chapter 185 God's Pigeon: You have a lot of opinions about me?

Inside a villa in Queens.

The "Wind Guardian" in charge of monitoring remained inside the villa and did not allow any of the parties involved to leave.

He agreed with Roy's point of view.

There must have been a spy involved in this assassination attempt, otherwise how could Jason Beria's operation have gone so smoothly?

and.

There must also be spies.

otherwise.

For the Storm Church, the inability to protect its loyal and powerful believers is a significant blow.

While he was waiting for that believer from the Church of Knowledge to come...

"Vaughn, you're here too. Where's Duke Negan?"

"..."

This question hits the nail on the head.

"The Wind-Cherisher" Vaughn remained silent.

Seeing this, Ikonser immediately looked away, scanned his surroundings, and stopped dwelling on the topic.

"How's the situation now?"

"A learned scholar from the Church of Knowledge happens to be here. He poisoned the demon, enabling him to track him down. Let him do the tracking."

"A polymath?"

Ikonser paused for a second, "When did a polymath arrive in Backlund?"

"His name is Mr. Egger White, a scholar from Remnburg who came to Backlund for exchange and study, and he currently works in the library."

Moroz, who came from outside, explained.

Ikonser recalled that among the scholars of Remnburg, there was indeed an official Beyonder named Egg White.

"Does he know Duke Negan?"

"No, I introduced him to the Duke. He couldn't possibly be an assassin's inside man."

Moroz gave Roy a guarantee.

Iconsel did not comment.

He didn't think it was entirely impossible for the other party.

In the realm of the extraordinary, there are various ways to deceive an ordinary person who is not extraordinary.

For example, the audience.

They can use psychological suggestion and other means to make Moroz fully trust the other party.

and so.

How really...

We'll only know once we see it.

I'm afraid they won't come back.

When is he coming back?

"How could I know?"

Vaughn then expressed his opinion, "I don't think that gentleman is a suspect."

They were both Sequence 6, held the same rank, and didn't belong to the same church, so there was really no need for them to be overly polite.

However, the failure of the escort mission made Vaughn feel inferior.

Otherwise, given Vaughn's temper, he would have told Iconsel to get lost long ago. His expression was unfriendly, so Iconsel didn't say anything more and asked the others.

After asking each question.

Not long after, a male servant walked in.

"Mr. Moroz, Mr. Egger is back."

"Quickly, invite him in!"

Moroz was overjoyed.

If Roy doesn't return, he'll be in big trouble.

A few seconds later, Roy strode up.

Soster followed closely behind him, his expression not very pleasant. Upon seeing Ikonser…

Soster nodded slightly.

"Deacon Iconsel, this Mr. White is a friend of Duke Negan and was of great help in this pursuit."

"Yes, I told you, Egger is my friend, he wouldn't assassinate the Duke."

Moroz sighed, then quickly looked at Roy. "Aig, have they caught the killer?"

"According to their description, the other person died in the sewer."

Roy looked at Soster.

Soster described the intelligence they had obtained, then gestured to Iconsel, Vaughn, and Roy to follow him out.

of course.

And Leonard.

Go to the outside balcony.

Soster revealed the results of his divination—

Roy has already heard this part.

"The other party belonged to a mysterious organization and was silenced by their own people. Thanks to Mr. Egger, we obtained a portion of the spirituality."

"According to spiritual insights, there is an organization that has offered a bounty for killing Duke Negan, and Lieutenant General Zillingus was also employed by them during the last hurricane."

After Soster finished speaking, he looked at Ikonser.

The meaning is obvious.

Ikonser's lips twitched slightly, then he said bitterly, "Well, such an organization is indeed very terrifying."

Vaughn looked at them, puzzled, not understanding what they were talking about.

Then, Ikonser took a deep breath and took out the magic mirror.

"Your Excellency Arrodes, my question is, what is the name of the organization that Jason Beria and Ziringus belong to?"

This time, the silver mirror remained unchanged for a long time.

After a long time, a mist appeared above it, and when the mist dissipated, an abstract pattern resembling an oil painting appeared before everyone's eyes.

This appears to be a scene of sunset.

but.

It appears quite abstract, somewhat reminiscent of Van Gogh.

"What do you mean?"

Iconsel looked up at Soster, then at Vaughn, trying to glean some insight from them.

The two men wore thoughtful expressions but did not offer any opinions.

Roy was wondering whether to speak when Leonard, standing beside him, frowned slightly and said, "I'm guessing that golden ball might be the sun?"

"It's quite possible."

Soster nodded, then looked at the yellowish background and said, "It seems to describe a sunset."

"Sunset?"

Vaughn racked his brains but couldn't recall any organizational information related to this word.

Iconsel didn't have time to think further.

He must deal with the problems that follow.

At that moment, his entire body tensed up, his eyes glued to the screen above, but the next moment—

The silver mirror distorted, revealing several words.

Would you be attracted to two people at the same time?

what?

Iconsel looked blank, but after thinking for a moment, he said sincerely, "I don't know, maybe one day, but at least not now."

"Very honest."

The text on Arrodes' Mirror changed.

Roy frowned slightly.

Very strange.

Why did Arrodes ask such a simple question?

This doesn't seem to make sense.

Because of myself?

He showed an expression of interest.

"This time it doesn't seem as difficult as before."

"Yes, I find that strange too."

"Could we ask him if there are any other members of the organization living in this manor?"

Roy smiled and said, "Zilingus and Jason both belong to this organization. I was just thinking, could the undercover agent also come from it?"

Iconsel nodded.

"Your Excellency Arrodes, my question is, are there any members of this organization among Duke Negan's associates?"

The water shimmers, and the light and shadow shift.

A man's figure appeared in the silver mirror. He was blurry, and only his general shape and clothing could be vaguely seen.

Iconsel said, "We can ask Mr. Moroz who fits that body type."

"There won't be too many candidates, because the other party needs to have a firm grasp of the Duke's movements, so it has to be either someone who controls the carriage or someone close to him."

Roy cautioned, "Furthermore, his rank shouldn't be too low, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get into this organization."

Vaughn quickly replied, "Lockhard Siakam, he is Duke Negan's secretary and also a Sequence 5 Beyonder."

Iconsel didn't have time to pay attention to any of that; he was staring intently at the mirror.

What color underwear do you like?

His face turned pale.

After a second of silence, Ikonser slowly uttered a single word: "Red."

Everyone remained silent.

This is really...

What a terrible mirror!

Although it doesn't cause immediate death, in some ways its harm is no less than death itself.

Especially within the church.

And now.

His legend has spread to the Church of the Night and the Church of the Storm.

Ikonser closed his eyes, his heart filled with pain, but his expression remained calm as he looked indifferently at the others.

"Do you need to ask again?"

"Let my people handle this."

Soster Road.

Vaughn shook his head: "No, Duke Negan is a follower of our Storm Church, so of course it has to be me. Besides, as a follower of Storm, I have nothing to hide."

With an air of fearlessness, he stepped forward, touched the mirror, and imitated Iconsel's tone.

Different divination statements will yield different results.

Now that we have a suspected target, the statement becomes very simple.

"Your Excellency Arrodes, my question is: Did Lockhardt Siakam participate in the assassination attempt against Duke Negan?"

After a moment, Lockhart appeared in the silver mirror, standing next to Duke Negan.

He looked sad, but his lips moved slightly as if he were speaking.

There was no sound, but...

Roy translated using lip reading.

He said, "I'm sorry, this is the choice of the times."

A choice made by the times?

Everyone looked at each other in disbelief, then Ikonser said, "Is this the belief of their organization? It's insane! It's probably an evil god organization eager to incite war!"

Vaughn wholeheartedly agreed.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw a line of words appear on the mirror.

"Do you secretly curse your boss, thinking he's good for nothing except his abilities?"

Vaughn's pupils suddenly dilated, and a look of astonishment and fear appeared on his face.

The next moment, he felt a spiritual fluctuation, stiffly looked up, and saw a figure floating in the air above the balcony.

The other party wasn't far away from them, probably just a few steps away.

Ordinary people might not be able to see the small characters on the silver mirror, but extraordinary people certainly can.

Vaughn noticed something was wrong, looked up, and then—

His face turned deathly pale instantly.

His lips moved slightly.

Finally, he uttered a name stiffly and lifelessly: "Your Excellency the Archbishop."

"Good evening, Your Excellency, Singer of God."

Soster, Ikonser, and others quickly bowed.

Roy was no exception, quickly following suit with a salute, secretly lighting a candle for Vaughn in his heart.

That's horrible!

Not only was his own dark history exposed, but it happened in front of the victim. He'll definitely be retaliated against when he goes back.

Oh.

The Singer of God...

Lord Ace Snake will also be transferred from Backlund following the death of Duke Negan.

but.

Given Ace Snake's methods, it wouldn't be difficult for him to take Vaughn with him when he was transferred.

Miserable!

Roy couldn't help but glance at the mirror.

Ace asked expressionlessly, "Has the murderer been caught?"

"We've caught him, and we've also identified the mole—Duke Negan's secretary..."

"Ah! Mr. Moroz, the man who accompanied Mr. Lockhardt to the toilet has been murdered!"

A scream rang out.

The next moment, a gust of wind swept up.

Ice Snake disappeared from the spot, giving Vaughn a meaningful look before leaving.

Vaughn's body was stiff. He only relaxed after the Singer of God left, but a look of despair appeared on his face.

Iconsir gently patted Vaughn on the shoulder.

it is more than words.

"Thank you, Deacon Icons, and thank you both, Mr. Soster and Mr. Egger. Without you, we wouldn't have been able to catch the murderer and the traitor this time."

Vaughn sighed.

Even though things are already bad, we still need to look forward.

You can't just commit suicide on the spot, can you?

Leonard hesitated for a moment, then said, "When I caught up with the murderer, the person in black armor and wearing a crown was responsible for silencing him, and there was also a necromancer owl."

"You want to ask him for information?"

Soster glanced at the magic mirror that hadn't been put away yet.

Ikonser handed it over: "Since you've already brought it, borrowing it once won't hurt. Who's going to use it?"

His meaning was quite clear.

Anyway, he doesn't need it.

Roy said, "I have some church secrets, and this matter has no direct connection with our church, so I'm not involved."

He added after saying that, "If I can't listen, I can leave."

"No need, I..."

Leonard was about to say he would do it himself, but then his expression froze slightly, and he said, "I'm just a little curious."

Obviously.

He realized he had a secret he couldn't tell anyone.

Pales!

Although Pales has recovered considerably, interfering with such extraordinary items still comes at a price.

Soster looked at Vaughn.

Vaughn's expression stiffened. After thinking for a few seconds, he said, "Your Excellency Adros, my question is, who is the person wearing black armor?"

The silver mirror reflects the shimmering water.

After a moment, a phantom image appeared above.

The other party was dressed in black armor and wore a crown, making him appear very mysterious, and his identity could not be discerned from his appearance.

He was momentarily bewildered.

You asked about the other person's identity, not their appearance. Leonard has already addressed that aspect of appearance!

As Vaughn was lost in thought, another message appeared above him.

Do you complain that your boss is always late?

"..."

Vaughn looked up alertly, glanced around, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

The Singer of God has not returned.

He answered casually, "Yes."

The magic mirror did not immediately change or return to its original state.

Two seconds later, a gust of wind blew by, and then the magic mirror showed a new change.

"Very honest."

Vaughn's lips twitched; he felt this thing was completely unusable.