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

Chapter 189 I Need You to Find Frank

"Vampires, and we also need to gather information about the Morse Order... Oh dear, what are we going to do!"

Darkwell sat in front of the cabinet and sighed.

I really miss those days!

I had just met a teacher at the time, and the teacher covered the expenses, helped with the coursework, and I didn't have to worry about medication...

Unlike now, where you have to solve everything yourself.

but.

What's most lacking is gold pounds.

Darkwell looked distressed. He hadn't known the cost of living until he was in charge of the household. Only after taking charge did he realize that money was needed for everything.

In particular, sequential promotion.

Sequence 8 was alright; it only required a few hundred gold pounds, and he also had the potion recipes. But Sequence 7, the potion recipes alone had depleted his meager savings.

This was thanks to Grylint's help.

If he hadn't met Grylint, this noble disciple, he might be even poorer now, which is a kind of luck in a way.

Darkwell sighed.

Where did you go just now?

The parrot was unusually quiet.

Darkwell glanced up, then said irritably, "Go worry about your business! I don't have a single penny left in my savings!"

"What does this have to do with me? Besides, I didn't ask you to give me the audience potion; I almost died!"

Although it had a bird-like face, Darkwell read a look of disdain in its expression.

He gave a cold laugh.

"It seems you don't want to advance to Sequence 8."

"Promotion?"

The parrot stopped what it was doing, then quickly flew to Darkwell's shoulder. "Honorable Darkwell, great master, did you really get my potion?"

"I still hope you can go back to your previous posture."

Darkwell mocked.

The parrot used its beak to groom its feathers and nuzzled against you affectionately, as if to say, "How could I? I respect you from the bottom of my heart, my master!"

Darkwell sneered, about to make a sarcastic remark, when he suddenly felt the digestion of a magical potion.

He paused for a moment, then turned his head to look at the parrot.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, he reflected on his recent situation and came to a conclusion—

As an animal trainer, you not only need to train and restrain it, but also meet its inner needs and make it completely willing to obey.

Because they are partners.

Darkwell seemed thoughtful, then his tone softened slightly.

"I also asked about the rules for the audience role-playing, which might be relatively simple for you."

"You said, 'Great master!'"

The parrot chimed in sycophantically from the side.

Darkwell said, "As an audience member, you must remember that you are just an audience member. You cannot get involved in the play. Always remain a calm observer."

"That's too easy! Foolish Darkwell, who knows, I might become Sequence 8 while you're still stuck at Sequence 8."

The parrot flapped its wings and flew away, completely oblivious to the fact that its wings had slapped Darkwell in the face.

Darkwell sneered.

"If it weren't for my animal taming skills, you wouldn't even be able to get past the audience."

"But I might get promoted before you."

"So what? I can refuse to buy you potions. Oh, by the way, you'll start earning your own money from today onwards. I'll help you raise the money for potion ingredients once you've earned enough."

mock up!

You think a silly bird can't handle you?

Darkwell picked up a book from the side and sat down in the chair, looking completely at ease.

The parrot lingered on the chandelier for a few seconds before quickly flying down.

"Great master, you wouldn't do that, would you?"

"Right?"

The parrot became listless and increasingly cautious.

but.

What it saw was—

Darkwell suddenly sat up straight, looking at it intently.

……

The small building at night.

"Fors, how are you settling in?"

"Spirituality still needs to be consciously controlled, but I should be able to grasp it by tomorrow. It might be related to the fact that I've studied some astrological knowledge beforehand, and I feel like I've already digested some of it."

Fors shared her feelings.

Dorian nodded.

"Having studied the relevant knowledge in advance will definitely help with the digestion of these aspects."

He took a sip of his brought coffee and then asked, "Are you going back to Backlund tomorrow?"

"Yes, Mr. Dorian, thank you for your help in obtaining a Sequence 7 potion."

Fors expressed his sincere gratitude.

Dorian shook his head slightly and said, "Lawrence promised you this, so you don't need to thank me. I should be thanking you."

"Thank me?"

"Yes, you gave Lawrence a happier and more fulfilling old age, instead of him passing away in regret and depression."

Dorian's tone was calm, yet tinged with a hint of sadness, "For an old man, nothing is better than this, isn't it?"

"I have no idea."

Fors answered.

She was holding a notebook—

This is a notebook that Lawrence gave her, which records some of Lawrence's thoughts during his time as an astrologer.

"I feel they still have some regrets, whether it's Mr. Lawrence or Mrs. Anlisa..."

How can anyone live without regrets?

Dorian smiled, then sat down in the chair and looked out at the night sky.

"I'll go with you tomorrow. I'll go see Anlisa and the others."

……

"Poisonous plants, it seems like I can get someone to help me collect some of their seeds. Combined with the Harvest Pendant and witchcraft, it should have amazing effects."

Roy looked at the book from Frank, pondering how to enrich his tactical repertoire.

There are also differences in toxins.

This is explicitly mentioned in Frank's book.

Some can induce sleep, some can cause itching all over the body, and some can arouse desire.

For example, there is a plant called "sheep red grass" that has a certain aphrodisiac effect; sheep that eat it will have a desire to reproduce.

There are many other plants like this.

of course.

They have a clear pattern—

Everything is related to animals like cattle and sheep.

Frank was serious about his research on animal hybridization.

Roy picked up a pen and paper and began to write a letter.

Plant seeds...

Of course, we should contact Ms. Liana immediately.

She's the head of the Harvest Church.

Not long after the letter was written, around midnight, Roy's spiritual intuition suddenly awakened him.

He immediately opened his eyes.

Then, the room became dim.

A second later, a light thud was heard from the windowsill.

The woman carefully pried open the window and peeked inside.

"Ma'am, why are you here so late?"

Seeing that Roy was awake, she immediately lost interest.

Liana smiled and said, "Of course, I'll definitely fulfill your request immediately. Besides..."

She pointed to the red moon outside the window.

"We are children of the moon, and nighttime is the most comfortable time for us. Actually, going to see you during the day is like working overtime."

Liana sat down with a smile and took out a bag. "These are the seeds you need."

"Thanks."

Roy thanked him gratefully, then took the glasses, rubbed his fingers on the glasses, and let his spirituality extend into them.

Magical item activated!

After discerning the left and right sides of the seed, Roy expressed his gratitude once again.

"You also have magical items related to the Farmer class?"

"I bought an extraordinary trait through other channels and crafted a magical item in the form of glasses."

Roy explained.

Liana became somewhat interested.

"Can I take a look?"

"certainly."

Roy handed it over.

Liana took it, examined it for a moment, and said, "You have time to make these magical items, so the hypnotist's magical items that I asked you to help with must be finished by now, right?"

"Well--"

Roy's expression stiffened slightly, then he reluctantly took out the pocket watch.

"Yes, it's just finished."

"It can achieve a hypnotic effect, but the downside is that you will also have to accept the corresponding hypnotic judgment."

Roy explained that this was the limit of his abilities.

Liana nodded gently.

"That's enough."

She put it away and returned the glasses to Roy.

Then, she sat on the sofa.

"You've accomplished something really big lately!"

"There's no other way. I promised the Mother Goddess that I would help spread Her glory, and I will definitely do my best."

Roy had a dismissive expression on his face.

Liana said, "The Mother Goddess has seen it all and knows how hard you've been working, so you don't need to mention it specifically. What I meant was that you've made a great name for yourself."

"Will this cause trouble?"

Roy could no longer play dumb.

Liana said, "There will be some trouble, but it's just a matter of giving up some benefits, so it's not a big problem."

"That's good."

Roy didn't ask about his identity.

Since Liana told him to use it without worry, the Church of Knowledge must have subtly taken care of things through the Church of the Night.

I just don't know what Erwulong's attitude is.

perhaps……

Even though the Earth Church and the Knowledge Church are in a state of complete hostility, the Earth Mother Goddess and the Two-Five Dragons are not.

They maintained a fairly good understanding and completed some kind of transaction?

Roy had a vague feeling—

This is highly likely!

"Hey, ever since you came here, I've had to have people pretend to be you and show up in the church. You should really thank me."

"Yes, yes, thank you for your generosity, Ms. Liana."

Roy thanked him with a smile.

Liana chuckled and said, "You should show some sincerity in your thanks."

What do you need?

"I need you to do something for me, it won't be too difficult."

Liana said.

Roy nodded slightly, signaling her to continue.

Liana said, "I need you to help me find someone at sea and check on his mental state."

"Who should I look for?"

in fact……

Roy already had the answer in his heart.

Frank Lee.

Apart from him, there was no one else who could capture Liana's attention like this.

as predicted.

The next moment, Liana spoke up: "A man named Frank Lee, he used to be a biologist, but recently he advanced to Sequence 5 and became a druid."

"Find him, and then what? Bring him back?"

Roy asked.

Liana shook her head: "No. You don't need to bring him back. He used to be a member of our Earth Church, but he was expelled because his ideas were too heretical."

"Is it enough to assess his mental state?"

"Yes, after you find him, infuse the pendant with your spirit, and then repeatedly recite the name of the Mother Goddess in your heart. She will watch over you."

Liana said.

Roy's expression relaxed: "No problem, I'll do my best, because I happen to know where he is."

"That's perfect."

Liana showed no surprise, only a slight smile, before getting up to leave.

but.

She stopped on the balcony.

"Aren't you going to ask about the payment?"

"The reward you gave me is already more than enough. This help was just a small thing, and it was just something I was doing on my way."

"Okay, but I still want to pass on the message."

Liana took out a brocade-like ornament from her bosom.

"This item can accumulate luck and return it when you need it, but the downside is that it will make your daily life a little inconvenient."

"Is it the winner's extraordinary item?"

Roy was somewhat surprised.

This is so precious!

Liana shook her head: "No, it's a product formed under special conditions from one of the winner's main materials. It's in a rather unstable state, so it can't accumulate too much luck. This is something to be aware of."

"it is good."

Roy understood.

These kinds of magical items, born out of chance, are indeed in an unstable state and are difficult to replicate or change.

Because it exists in a wonderful balance.

Any external interference could cause it to fall apart, eventually becoming a single extraordinary material, or even merging into itself and causing madness—

As an extraordinary material for both good fortune and misfortune, it is possible for it to exhibit such characteristics.

"It will help you."

Liana smiled subtly, then a pair of bat wings extended from behind her and she quickly disappeared into the night sky.

Roy looked down at the magical item.

Accumulate luck...

Did it help me?

Does it mean helping me meet Will Unsettin, or helping me achieve my goal and obtain the "Three-Eyed Raven" I need?

Hey.

When did Liana become like a diviner, even though she is of the Earth Path?

Roy couldn't help but internally complain.

The next day, he understood what "inconvenience in daily life" meant.

After going outside, Roy was almost hit in the face by pigeon droppings, but luckily he reacted quickly and dodged them.

Later, on the public carriage, he was also unlucky enough to sit in a bumpy position.

but.

Although it may bring misfortune, it will not be too unfortunate, and the degree of calamity is quite low.

In a sense, as long as you pay attention in normal times, it won't even pose any threat to yourself.

but.

However, the benefits it brings are—

A stroke of luck at a crucial moment allows one to "make their wishes come true".

This is also the secret to winners not losing.

Roy carried it with him, enduring the hardships brought by misfortune, and arrived at the library looking rather disheveled.

"Aig, you don't look too good today. What happened?"

"It's nothing, I was just unlucky to be sitting in a bumpy seat."

"A public carriage? Haha, I've been in one too. It's probably above the wheels."

Jennifer grinned smugly. "But you'd better get ready quickly, because a lady is waiting for you in a quiet meeting room on the second floor."

"A lady?"

Roy paused for a moment, then nodded gently. "Okay, I'll go right away."

He adjusted his hat and clothes as he walked.

Upon reaching the second floor, Roy glanced sideways and saw a familiar person carrying a book coming downstairs.

She was holding a book.

Dilling.

She was holding the book that contained the messages of the Morse Order.

Is the Morse Order still in existence?

Happy New Year to everyone! May everything go smoothly in the new year!

(End of this chapter)