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

Chapter 64 Praising the Great Hermit!

"Good afternoon, Mr. Gawain and Mr. Klein."

"good afternoon."

Gawain glanced at him, then continued teaching Klein.

Klein turned around and smiled, which was a way of greeting them.

Roy went to a private room to train his fighting skills by himself.

Although you no longer need to play the role of a martial arts scholar, you still can't neglect your martial arts training.

More than an hour later, Gao Wen arrived at his private room.

"What is it?"

"Could you buy some of these materials for me? You can get several sets; I need them."

"You got promoted?"

Gao Wen was surprised.

Roy nodded: "Yes, but these materials aren't for advancement, they're for casting spells."

"it is good."

Gao Wen nodded and readily agreed.

Roy said, "Be careful when buying materials. Things are not peaceful these days. If you have connections, you might as well leave for a while."

"Something's up?"

Gao Wen thought of the aurora viewing last night, and his eyebrows immediately furrowed.

He sensed the approach of war!

Roy thought for a moment and said, "I can't say for sure, but I feel that the aurora is a bit too crazy. They might have some kind of scheme in Tingen."

After hearing this, Gawain said, "After I finish teaching Klein, I'll go back to the countryside for a while."

"That's for the best."

Roy found a quiet room there, chanted a summoning spell, and summoned Lady Owl.

Nina flew out of the flames, looked around, and finally fixed her gaze on the letter on the table in front of Roy.

"Do you need me to deliver it?"

"Yes, if someone summons you with a spell, give this letter to him. His name is Hyde Carson."

"OK."

Nina nodded slightly, her body transforming into a ball of spiritual soul fire and disappearing without a trace.

……

the next day.

Roy then went to the Mechanical Heart and met with old Ryan.

Now his clairvoyant eye can see Old Ryan's situation more clearly and thoroughly.

Based on observation, old Ryan seems to be doing quite well.

His contamination is improving.

At the same time, Roy also learned about the aftermath of the day before yesterday.

While he and Klein guarded the corpse, Captain Lasse and the rest of the group pursued them, killing two Aurora Society members and allowing a hermit to escape.

Sequence 7 is already a medium sequence.

At this level, most combat-savvy individuals possess extremely uncanny abilities, and the shadow manipulation and stealth abilities of hermits are precisely the most difficult to deal with in the darkness.

but.

"What about the three bottles of water with blood on them?"

"That's the sewer outlet. The composition is very complex. After purification by equipment, we use divination to point to Lanluus, but we can't be that precise."

Old Ryan said.

Roy thought for a moment, then took out his paper and pen and quickly sketched a draft.

He turned to show old Ryan.

"This is the condition inside Sirius's room. Leonard and I both suspect it's a remnant of a ritual, but we don't know what kind of ritual it is. Please take a look."

"ceremony?"

Old Ryan took it and examined it closely for a few moments, then a look of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

He pondered for a long time.

"I think I've seen it before, but I can't remember clearly. Maybe I saw it in a scene viewed through the deduction glasses."

"If that's the case, I have a guess."

Roy said, "Could it be a ritual to communicate with the true Creator? After all, the three people who were contaminated all seem to have been involved in this ritual."

"It's not impossible."

Old Ryan said.

Roy closed the paper and said, "So, what about the previous two books? We haven't seen the book that records ritual magic. Besides, I always feel that something is wrong. Maybe there's another group of people besides the Aurora Society."

"I'm going to tell Mr. Carl no matter what."

Old Ryan said seriously, "Your guess is very likely correct, and we should take this matter seriously!"

"I'll go."

"No, I can't fight for a while. The team needs you. Right now, the most important thing for you is to go back and rest. Don't try to take my place running errands."

"All right."

……

Evening, Backlund.

"Congratulations, magician."

"Hugh, I think I'll go see Viscount Grelint the day after tomorrow! No! Tomorrow I'll go see him. He seems interested in the Roselle Notes. I can sell them what I've collected before."

Fors said solemnly, "In addition, I will help you inquire about the information of Arbitrator Path Sequence 8 at my gathering."

Hugh smiled and said, "Fors, don't put too much pressure on yourself. I'm not in a rush."

"Yeah, I'm too tired just now, I'm going to take a nap."

"it is good."

……

Roy ascends to the mysterious temple.

Through the star chart, he saw a glittering point of light, from which came faint, almost inaudible prayers.

Fors?

Why are you looking for yourself at this time?

He propped his head up, and then his spirituality extended, encompassing his own spiritual numbers and information.

The next moment, an information vortex appeared on the table in front of them.

Immediately following.

A figure appeared in the center.

Roy remained silent.

Fors bowed respectfully and said, "Mr. Hermit, I have reached Sequence 8 and can now fulfill my previous debts."

"it is good."

Roy flicked his finger.

Fors sensed that she could "use" magic.

"Fors! You can't lose face in front of the Hermit!"

She repeatedly warned herself.

Little did they know that these thoughts would transform into an invisible stream of information that entered the mysterious hall and eventually converge on Roy.

Roy wanted to laugh.

He didn't intend to pry into Fors's thoughts, but Fors's idea was just too strong.

Fors began to perform magic.

She had just become a magic master and was not yet proficient in her abilities. Coupled with nervousness, she used whatever came to mind, and she had to thank the hermit for that.

If it weren't for the Hermit's "Basic Magic," she might not have been able to quickly master magic even after advancing in rank.

The first spell is "Freeze".

however.

After using it, Fors blushed instantly, wishing she could dig a hole and jump into it.

What kind of freezing technique is this?!

There wasn't even a layer of frost!

She lowered her head in shame, then quickly cheered herself up.

There are a few more spells!

"Next, the oil-transforming technique."

As she spoke, she cast the spell again.

With a wave of his hand, a layer of oil film appeared on the ground.

Roy seemed to be deep in thought.

He had already memorized both spells using the abilities of the Mysterious Hall.

The magic of a magician differs from witchcraft in that it does not require a three-step casting process; it can be released as long as there is spiritual power, but the essence is the same.

To achieve a similar effect, one must first disassemble them, understand their spell structure, and then find enough spellcasting materials to achieve such an effect.

Unlike readers, Roy is trying to grasp the principles and knowledge of magic and achieve similar effects through sorcery, rather than directly analyzing and mastering them.

The two are not the same.

In a sense, a wizard with sufficient knowledge can use many mystical spells.

These are the materials for casting spells...

Fors was diligently performing magic tricks below.

From freezing and oiling spells to fog, wind, flashes, lightning, and burning, a variety of natural spells were displayed in her hands, though on a rather small scale.

Her electric shock technique would probably only paralyze the enemy at most, and the damage would be negligible.

Fors lowered his head in shame.

"I apologize, Hermit. I didn't perform well. I'll give you another performance once I have a better grasp of the potion."

"No need."

Roy smiled slightly. "Your debt is now cleared. From now on, as long as you continue to provide the diary or information about the Morse Order, I will continue to protect you."

"Yes, I've heard that a member of the Morse Order is currently in Port-Enmat."

Fors said.

She risked her life to find out this information, almost using up a bead from her bracelet in the process. Luckily, Hugh shouted "Police!" from outside in time.

"I see."

(End of this chapter)