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

Chapter 53 Fear of Insufficient Firepower

That night, Roy set up a ritual and chanted a spell to summon Lady Nina.

This spirit owl.

When she appeared, she asked happily, "Have you thought it through?"

"Yes, I am willing to enter into a contract with you, but I don't know what method you use."

Roy said.

There are many ways to make a contract with a messenger.

The most common type is the contract, but there are many types of contracts. In the future, Gehrman will use the necromancer contract.

but.

The owl lady before them did not seem to be entirely undead, but rather a special existence somewhere between the living and the dead.

Roy had previously performed a divination, the outcome of which was unclear, but it seemed to point to some special being that was part of the path of those who sought to understand secrets.

"You can use the Necromancer's Contract."

The other person said in a slightly low voice.

Roy nodded slightly.

He has a good relationship with Mr. Azik, and if it's a necromancer contract, the underworld can be used as the final name.

but.

Roy remembered something.

"I do not possess any extraordinary items with necromancy."

"I have."

The owl lady opened her beak and spat out a ring with "Nina" printed on it.

That's her name.

but.

It's Chinese characters!

After spitting out the ring, the owl lady's form changed.

Her feathers, which were originally like those of a living being, turned pitch black, and her eyes glowed with soul fire, making her look exactly like a vengeful spirit, with a faint fluctuation of energy emanating from within.

Roy's eyes scanned its interior and exterior, and he already understood its state—

There seemed to be some pollution in her body. Besides concealing her aura and appearance, part of the function of this ring was to suppress the pollution.

Concealing his shock and inner turmoil, he asked, "These two characters seem to be the writing of Emperor Roselle. What do they represent?"

"I don't know. I vaguely remember it being my name, but I've forgotten it. Besides, it's an extraordinary item from the Corpse Collector's Path, which can be used as a tool to provide power."

The owl lady said, "Its effect is to store undead creatures and summon them. The downside is that the summoned undead are crazy and may not help you."

Uh.

This is an extraordinary item crafted by the gatekeeper's exceptional abilities. Its purpose is likely to help the undead within the ring share the burden of corruption. It's a truly ingenious creation.

Indeed, their origins are extraordinary.

Roy looked at the other person, then took out a piece of parchment.

This is writing material commonly used on the mystical side, and he also has backups.

What are your requirements?

"You can summon me without paying, but others need to tell me a story or pay me a small piece of amethyst."

"it is good."

Roy wrote the contract details on it—

As a spy, he memorized a lot of useful and useless knowledge, and the basic contract description was one of them.

but.

The basic section lacks subsequent steps such as honoring the deceased; Roy borrowed Gehrman's method for those steps.

"The final destination of all death is the hell of the spirit world, the witness to the decay of all things, the kingdom that belongs only to the god of death."

After the extraordinary item was printed on it, a ghastly green flame ignited on the parchment.

After that, Roy signed his name.

"Grimm Rost"

That's not his current name.

but.

The contract remembers the aura; the name only affects the summoning phrase, which is like a password. It can be any pre-set name.

Green was the name Roy intended to use after leaving the Steam Church, while Rost was his pseudonym.

"You are indeed very knowledgeable," said the owl.

"As those who seek to uncover secrets, we enjoy the benefits of knowledge, but we also bear its costs."

Roy sighed.

The owl nodded: "You are a very qualified spy, and you will definitely become a big figure among spyers. Perhaps it is fate that has led me to you."

Then, she grasped the pen with her paws and wrote beautiful characters—

His handwriting was even better than Roy's.

"Nina Erigor".

Roy handed the ring back.

Nina swallowed it, then thrashed around a few times and disappeared.

She has returned to the spirit world.

"messenger……"

"Nina, what does this ring represent?"

Roy frowned.

He had a feeling that the ring was most likely a work by Russell.

……

The next day.

"Roy, how's the Night Watch going?"

Upon seeing Roy return, old Ryan, who had come back from outside, immediately inquired with concern.

Roy's expression was grave.

"The Night Watchers have located a Mystic, but when we tracked him down, we discovered that he seemed to be using some kind of ritual and potions to try to ascend to a higher realm. However, he has been corrupted by the True Creator and has become extremely insane and terrifying."

"What?"

The book in Old Ryan's hand fell to the ground with a thud.

A true creator?

Although He is regarded as an evil god by the seven major orthodox churches and is universally condemned by the Aurora Society, He is undoubtedly a true god.

Faced with a Sequence 8 Listener corrupted by the true god, he could imagine how terrifying the other party was. This battle must have been extremely miserable. His mood became heavy, and he couldn't bear to ask any questions for a moment.

But in the end, he took a deep breath.

"What about the casualties?"

"I have always adhered to the belief that martial arts scholars and esoteric seekers should be fully prepared and vigilant, so when I felt the warning from my spiritual intuition, I immediately closed my eyes and reminded everyone. I also arranged for spirit creatures to patrol in advance and noticed that another enemy was approaching."

Roy explained, "In short, I destroyed the ritual magic at the scene with a flash grenade and worked with everyone to forcibly kill Sirius. No one died, but they were all affected by varying degrees of mental pollution."

Old Ryan's mouth remained open, and he didn't come to his senses for a long time.

After a few seconds, he said, "There's one more person? How many of them are there?"

"There is also an extraordinary being who can hide in the shadows. He should also be a member of the Aurora Society. I used a telescope in conjunction with the Eye of Insight to see him standing on the rooftop observing his surroundings, so I had an early warning and made preparations for the spirit world creatures."

Roy explained.

Old Ryan fell into deep thought for a few seconds again.

If he hadn't gone out on a mission and had stayed at the Black Iron Bar as usual, he might already be a corpse.

Those three teammates may have also died along with them.

Roy's actions, arrangements...

So perfect! So amazing!

He couldn't help but exclaim, "Roy, you've surpassed me and become a true martial arts scholar."

"Oh right, I was also attacked by that extraordinary being. If I hadn't forgotten to drive back the spirit creatures that were following me and preventing me from taking a shower immediately, I might be dead now."

Roy continued.

The book in old Ryan's hand fell to the ground.

"An assassination attempt?"

"Yes, luckily I have a habit of always carrying knowledge talismans. I used talismans infused with various hidden sage knowledge to slow down the opponent for a moment, thus avoiding a disaster. Afterwards, I used martial arts, extraordinary weapons and items to temporarily repel the opponent."

Roy said with a serious expression, "But if Mr. Leonard hadn't heard the commotion, turned back, and unexpectedly ambushed and killed the other man, I would definitely have gone to the church to find Mr. Carl last night."

Old Ryan thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "If you really go to the church to find Mr. Karl, you might still die. His order is called Hermit, and he wields the power of the shadows. His specialty is tracking and hiding, and he can assassinate you in places you never expect."

"Hermit, so this is the power of shadow."

Roy had a look on his face that said, "I just realized."

We should occasionally let our former leaders feel a sense of accomplishment.

Especially in places like this where it doesn't matter.

Old Ryan smiled slightly and said, "You haven't been a Seer of Secrets and a member of the Mechanical Heart for very long, so it's normal that you don't know. But you've managed to avoid danger time and time again, so perhaps it won't be long before you fully understand it."

They both knew how to act, so they chatted without any reservations.

Roy thought for a moment and said, "Maybe. I often analyze and summarize rules. Every time I summarize a correct rule, there are traces of digestion."

"I have no chance, but you need to remember Mr. Carl's advice."

"Yes, I will."

(End of this chapter)