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

Chapter 73 Roselle is inhuman!

In the morning, the streets of Olsna are usually quite quiet, with only the sound of passing carriages making a noise.

Roy walked down the street, keeping an eye on the conditions.

He stopped shortly afterward.

Several carriages were parked beside the street, one of which belonged to the night watchman.

Another one should belong to the police station.

but.

Besides these two cars, there were two other ornately decorated carriages, clearly belonging to nobles.

Roy turned and walked toward a coffee shop across the street.

Upon arriving at the store, he glanced at the menu, his expression darkening slightly.

So expensive!

The same coffee costs about ten times as much here as it does in the West End.

"Sir, what would you like to drink?"

"A glass of juice, please."

This is the cheapest consumer product.

Roy leaned against the bar, pushed an extra six pence over, and then asked, "What's going on across the street?"

"The other side?"

The waiter hesitated for a moment, then leaned closer and whispered, "Congressman Maynard is dead, and it's said he was with Mrs. Sharon before he died. Now Mrs. Sharon, the police, and Mrs. Maynard are all together."

"Wasn't that amazing? If it were in Intis, there might not be such an amazing story."

Roy wore a playful expression.

In Intis, this kind of thing may already be the norm.

The waiter pursed his lips, suppressing a laugh, and said, "Yes, sir, Intis is indeed very promiscuous in that area."

"Haha, you're very professional."

Roy gave a compliment.

The waiter smiled and said, "These are basic manners for anyone wanting to work as a waiter on Olsna Street."

"Do you know where Mrs. Sharon lives? A woman who could make Congressman Maynard risk his life must be very charming. I'm somewhat interested in her."

Roy smiled.

He only remembered "Olsner Street," not Mrs. Sharon's specific address.

"To risk one's life?"

The waiter paused for a moment, then couldn't hold back and a clear smile appeared on his face. Fortunately, he remembered his manners and managed to control his facial muscles.

"She lives at 23 Orsner Street, but if you want to see her, you'll probably have to wait until the afternoon or evening. You'd better change into something more presentable, and you should at least be a respectable, high-ranking nobleman, otherwise the lady might not see you."

"Thanks for reminding me."

Roy left 1 sour, then picked up the prepared and packaged juice and turned to leave.

……

23 Olsner Street.

As I walked by, I saw the condition of Mrs. Sharon's house.

It has a large area, with a beautiful little garden on the outside and a very luxurious three-story building inside.

Roy walked to the end of the road, then chanted a spell at a corner.

"A spirit wandering in nothingness."

"A friendly person with whom you can communicate."

"A messenger exclusively for Green Rost".

After a moment, a phantom figure appeared.

She looked at Roy, then looked around.

"Do you need me to deliver a message?"

"No need. I'd like to ask you to check the inside of a house. If you feel it's dangerous, you don't have to go in."

Roy believed that Nina was not simple.

That ring still puzzles him greatly.

With its bright Chinese characters and exquisite craftsmanship, it's hard not to suspect that she has a connection with Russell.

In addition, there was her behavior when she approached him.

Her spiritual intuition may even surpass that of herself.

Nina stared at him for a few seconds.

Free mail delivery, but charged errand services?

Roy thought for a moment, then coughed lightly and said, "If you finish this, I'll tell you a short story. The house is number 23 in the middle of the street, a three-story building with a small garden..."

He described it in as much detail as possible.

"it is good."

As Nina spoke, she flapped her wings and flew upwards.

Roy walked down the street, starting to think about what short story he would tell later.

The story of Green Green Grassland?

Or should I tell him a story about a lumberjack?

Forget it.

Let's act like human beings.

but.

The main problem is that Russell is just too inhuman!

Roy sighed silently.

Russell really went to great lengths, making it difficult for later generations to find any loopholes, and even leaving behind some descendants who might know parts of the story, whom he simply couldn't distinguish.

After thinking about it, he decided to tell her some stories from real life.

This way, it won't be easily exposed.

After walking for a while, Roy turned to the side.

A moment later, Nina flew down and landed on him.

"There's a spirit investigating inside. Its aura is very strange, and I don't dare to get close."

Nina said.

"Isn't there anything else that could be a threat?"

"no."

Ms. Owl shook her head.

"I understand, thank you for your help. Can we tell the story tonight?"

"it is good."

Nina's figure disappeared.

Roy looked upstairs, a slight smile appearing on his face.

Is that Klein?

He continued walking around, pretending to be surveying the area, and then after a moment, he remembered something.

Normally speaking.

Klein is hosting a tarot session at 3 PM today, and I also have to report to the tarot session—

This is our first day meeting.

Arriving on time is an essential courtesy.

What if the battle drags on, or Klein gets injured?

Roy fell into deep thought.

Footsteps sounded beside him. Roy turned his head and saw Klein walk out, smiling and raising his hand.

It looked like a chance encounter, but Roy knew perfectly well what was going on—

The other party came by following Nina.

Klein, who released his spirit through the gray mist, should have discovered Nina when she discovered him.

"Why are you here?"

"I don't think Mrs. Sharon is that simple. She might not be an ordinary Sequence 7, so I applied to come and take a look. If I can help, I will."

Roy said.

Klein's expression quickly turned serious.

"I just saw a spirit creature fly by. Did you summon it?"

"Yes, it is my messenger."

Roy nodded.

Klein couldn't help but feel envious.

messenger.

I want one too!

Why don't I ever have such good fortune?

Klein thought for a moment, then quickly returned to his original thoughts.

"Did you find anything?"

"No, it said there was a spirit inside, so I didn't dare to go near it."

Roy said.

Klein's expression stiffened upon hearing this, then turned solemn: "It seems to be Mrs. Sharon's doing. Luckily, I didn't infiltrate, but this also proves that the other party is indeed a very strong Extraordinary. I need to inform the captain."

"If we take action now, everyone around us will be in danger."

"It would be best to transfer her away from this area; this is her territory, and we have no advantage here."

Klein shared his thoughts.

Roy nodded and said, "I'll wait for you outside. Also, keep an eye on the security at Congressman Maynard's place. That guy is best at creating coincidences."

"I will be careful."

Klein walked into the house.

Roy's spiritual energy extended, and his shoes transformed into a gust of wind, instantly propelling him onto the wall. He quickly withdrew his spiritual energy—

He jumped onto the wall and instantly understood the negative effects Mr. Lasse had mentioned.

At that moment, he longed to jump down and "spread his wings and fly".

Although the shoes are imbued with spiritual power and possess gliding capabilities, such a sudden surge of desire can still be quite dangerous in the event of combat.

Roy was secretly alarmed.

He jumped up again and lay on the roof of the building opposite Congressman Maynard's house, looking across with binoculars.

pity.

The curtains are drawn, so you can't see anything at all.

(End of this chapter)