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

Chapter 86 It's just a resurrection, what's the big deal?

After sorting out his thoughts, Roy couldn't help but feel a pang of regret.

It is not appropriate to enter the mysterious temple now.

Otherwise, he could go up and do some divination to try and verify if his guess was correct.

Roy looked at Dunn.

"Mr. Azik, how long until Dunn wakes up?"

"With my constant care and guidance, she should wake up within a week."

Azik answered gently.

Roy hesitated for a moment, then said, "And then? Can he sustain himself?"

"Not necessarily, it depends on the situation."

Azik shook his head. "This is my first time trying this, which is why I took him with me. I can keep an eye on him whenever I want."

"Then, how about searching for memories?"

"I will take him with me to look for clues, and he will help me find my past. This is the necessary price to pay."

Azik said.

Roy nodded slightly.

It's already quite remarkable that Dunn survived.

Such a revolutionary operation combined multiple coincidences; if any one of these factors had been missing, it might not have succeeded.

but.

Roy couldn't help but be curious.

"Does this situation need to be processed?"

"Playing a role, hmm—that should be necessary."

Azik thought for a moment and added, "He needs to act and process it, and until then, he'll probably be in a dazed state most of the time."

"This is already a very good result."

Roy sighed softly.

"In a general sense, there isn't much difference between madness and death."

Azik glanced at Dunn. "I can't be entirely sure right now. Maybe if necessary, I'll kill him again."

Roy understood what Azik meant.

He looked at Dunn.

"There's nothing we can do about it, we'll just have to do our best."

"Um."

……

That night, he stayed at Azik's house, and as he lay in bed, he pondered his next move.

We definitely can't stay in the steam church.

Roy had been planning to leave the church anyway, and now was the perfect opportunity; there was no reason for him to leave and then go back.

After thinking for a while, he decided to go to Backlund.

Firstly, Hyde and Becky already had a certain foundation there, so he could easily and reasonably obtain access to the corresponding extraordinary gatherings.

Secondly, the mysterious queen is also in Backlund.

Although it's dangerous there, at least we have another powerful ally, and who knows, it might soon become a powerful ally like a Sequence 2.

Furthermore, Roy's other option is to go to sea.

however.

The sea is home to extraordinary beings of the dawn, but also to members of the Morse Order, making it even more dangerous than remaining in Backlund.

After all, the protagonist of Backlund is "Triss", not Roy. As long as you are careful not to get involved with Triss, there shouldn't be any major problems.

"I wonder when Klein will wake up."

Roy was already anticipating seeing the other person do sit-ups.

With Azik by his side, he didn't choose to enter the mysterious temple, but quickly fell asleep on the bed.

In the middle of the night, he heard a rustling sound.

Roy opened his eyes instantly and looked at the wall—

The sound was coming from next door.

however.

That's where Klein is lying.

He immediately got up and opened the door.

When they reached the corridor, Azik also came down.

The two exchanged a quiet greeting.

Then, one after the other, Azik opened the door. Through the crack in the door, in the dim moonlight, they saw Klein get out of bed.

then.

Klein stared at them, completely bewildered.

They remained motionless.

Two seconds later, Klein's gaze gradually focused, and he regained his composure, saying, "Mr. Azik, Mr. Roy, did you save me?"

Your acting is superb!

Roy's lips twitched slightly—

At times like these, it's really hard to hold back a laugh.

A smile appeared on his face.

"My friend, I can confirm that you were already as dead as you could possibly be, because I was the one who repaired your heart."

"..."

I couldn't fool them after all.

Klein thought awkwardly.

What do we do now?

The room was silent, and the three people had different expressions.

Thanks to the Joker's extraordinary abilities, Klein's expression remained relatively calm, but at that moment he felt like a clown himself.

What?

Roy stood to the side, with a scrutinizing and curious expression.

"Alright, Roy."

Azik smiled and said, "Klein, don't be nervous. I've experienced thinking I'm dead and then suddenly waking up one day countless times."

"Is that so?"

Klein's tone was one of bewilderment mixed with disbelief.

He had a feeling that his secret had been discovered and was figuring out how to cover it up, but then...

The other party seemed completely unconcerned.

It felt like I punched with all my might, only to hit a ball of cotton, leaving me feeling frustrated and hurt.

Roy smiled faintly: "As Mr. Azik said, anything is possible in the mystical world. Although resurrection is miraculous, it is not impossible."

Klein breathed a slight sigh of relief.

At the same time, he felt a great weight lifted from his shoulders.

Previously, Klein had been worried that the secret of his resurrection would be discovered, and he was quite anxious about it.

Now that it's been discovered, and by someone I can trust...

That seems pretty good.

He quickly recalled the scene before he lost consciousness, and his face darkened.

"What a pity about the captain..."

The captain is dead.

Klein felt a pang of sorrow.

of course.

He did not blame Roy or Azik.

Rescue operations are never one-sided, and given the incredible abilities and strategic planning displayed by the other side, they may also be facing danger on their end.

Thinking of this, Klein quickly asked, "Did something happen to you over there?"

"Yes, Roy was attacked by a Rose Bishop and almost died. I ran into Mr. Z. Although he didn't intend to fight to the death, I managed to stall him for a little while."

Azik nodded slightly.

really.

Klein asked, "Did you see that guy when you came? Who is he?"

Before Azik could speak, Roy interjected, "I saw him. I suspect it's your Night Church's traitorous archbishop, 'Ince Zangwill'."

As soon as Roy finished speaking, Klein's mind went blank as if struck by lightning.

He thought of the other party's information.

"Ince Zangwell, male, forty years old, former archbishop, a failed 'gatekeeper' who was tempted by the devil and fell into evil. He escaped with the sealed artifact '0-08'. His specific characteristics are..."

He lost sight in one eye.

Although he didn't see the other person's face, such a appearance is very distinctive, so Roy couldn't possibly mistake him.

So.

The ability to influence oneself should not originate from the other party, but from the mysterious sealed object "0-08".

wrong!

Klein looked up at Azik, who was smiling, and realized his guess. A look of shock and hope appeared on his face.

Yes.

Mr. Azik is so powerful, how could he let Ince escape now that he has already seen her?

after all.

Ince was merely a gatekeeper who failed to advance, while Mr. Azik was at least a Sequence 4 Undead—

This is what Azik has already recalled.

Although he didn't know how big the difference in strength was between Sequence 5 and Sequence 4, he should be able to keep the other one in place.

"Mr. Azik, what about him, and the captain...?"

"I killed him. As for your captain, come with me."

Azik didn't share Roy's interest in "watching the fun."

He was straightforward.

When Klein asked, he answered without keeping him in suspense.

Seeing Klein's ecstatic expression, Azik was slightly dazed for a moment before quickly regaining his senses.

Upon entering the living room, Klein met Dunn.

Through his clairvoyance, he could see that Dunn was not in good condition, and his etheric body was showing unhealthy colors.

but.

Compared to Dunn's previous state, this is already a miracle.

Klein was overcome with emotion and couldn't help but shed tears.

Roy silently walked out of the room.

"Go to sleep, we can talk about it tomorrow."

Azik said softly.

Roy nodded slightly.

……

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Luo Yisu woke up.

Klein woke up early in the living room.

of course.

It's also possible that he didn't sleep all night, after all, the shock last night was quite great, and who knows if he even went up into the gray fog to do some divination.

Klein has always been very competent in this regard.

"Klein, where are you planning to go next? Back to the Night Watch?"

"I'm going to Backlund."

Klein's tone was firm: "Although Ince is dead, Lanius is still alive!"

He paused for a moment, then said, "Megos, the captain, and many others who were deceived and killed by him are waiting for an explanation."

Obviously.

He already knew about Dunn's condition.

Roy looked at the person on the sofa and nodded slightly: "I will also be going to Backlund. If you need help, you can contact me. This is my messenger."

He took paper and pen from the side and wrote down his messenger's incantation.

Klein read it carefully, then lit the paper on a candle and burned it, the firelight illuminating his face.

After a long pause, Klein said, "If you need help, you can place a missing person ad for Sherlock Moriarty in one of the more widely circulated newspapers in Backlund."

Roy nodded, glanced out the window, and said, "I'm going back to check on things, and then I'll head to Backlund tomorrow."

Should we go back and take a look?

Klein hesitated; he was somewhat afraid—

I don't dare go back to see Benson and Melissa.

Although he and Roy were both already dead in the outside world, their situations were still somewhat different.

While he hesitated, Roy had already left.

Far from the area of ​​the steam church, he wore a hat to conceal himself and quietly ascended to the mysterious temple after arriving at a park.

He had no idea that he would be ambushed by Ms. M, so naturally he couldn't have prepared his clothes in advance.

but.

Roy sacrificed most of his money to hide it in a mysterious temple.

This is the safest and most secure place.

Even banks don't make him feel as at ease as this place.

More than 180 pounds.

This is all of his assets.

"What a pity. If it had happened later, I could have received the reward from the witch statue, and maybe even the payment from the Night Watchers."

"But now..."

"I hope the mechanical heart won't devour my pension. Although I have no family, if it's given to Mrs. Traore, she can start her own business without the help of a big shot."

Even though I'm "dead," I guess I'm still a big shot.

Roy chuckled self-deprecatingly.

He gave his real-world self some money, then returned to reality, strolled around the streets, and found a clothing store that had just opened.

After changing his clothes, he boarded the morning public carriage and returned to his familiar area and streets.

Finally, he saw Mrs. Traore, and Lanny, whom she had mentioned returning.

She still had chestnut hair, but it was longer and looked better, and many of the freckles on her face that I remembered had disappeared.

The person speaking to them was old Ryan.

With his hearing, he vaguely made out some of the content.

Old Ryan appeared very frail and reserved, and when Mrs. Traore pressed him for answers, a hint of regret and apology appeared on his face.

Mrs. Traore was initially shocked, but then slowly became saddened.

Roy stood in the alley at a distance, maintaining his ability to conceal himself, silently watching them.

Mr. Ryan, you're older than before; it's impossible for you to digest the Fighting Scholar's potion like this.

And Mrs. Traore...

You should be happy that Mechanical Heart has agreed to fund the welfare home; it's always safer to have the support of the True God Church than to have the support of so-called big shots.

Roy was inwardly critical, but mostly moved.

There will still be people who care about his departure, rather than those who came and went without leaving anything behind.

Old Ryan is gone.

Roy was preparing to leave.

Suddenly, he stopped, his gaze sharpening as he stared at the former tenant named "Lani" beside Mrs. Traore—

She didn't seem happy.

Do not!

Her emotions quickly shifted to anger, rage, and irritability.

Why is this happening?

Roy pondered, vaguely sensing that this "Lani" who had suddenly returned was probably not as kind as she seemed.

For an orphanage?

He was initially puzzled, then quickly realized—

Maybe.

She works for certain organizations and runs orphanages, possibly to attract more orphans and homeless people.

Then, using certain methods...

If that's the case, Mrs. Traoré would inevitably face danger working with her!

Roy's expression was stern as he quietly retreated into the depths of the alley.

Then, he went into a coffee shop on the side street and used the restroom.

Upon entering the mysterious hall, Roy quickly began to perform divination.

"Lani came back to build an orphanage."

The pendant spun rapidly.

really!

He continued with the divination.

"Lani has become an Extraordinary."

It didn't move.

There is too little information to perform divination.

Roy pondered for a moment, then changed the wording and the method of divination, and used his full name—

"The reason why Lani Ent started the welfare home."

Dream divination.

Spiritual extension, emptying the mind.

He quickly entered a dream.

The next second, two figures appeared before my eyes, one bent over listening, the other lying gracefully on the bed, her posture exceptionally alluring.

"Lani, when you go back to Tingen this time, you're going to open a welfare home there and work for us."

"Remember, stay hidden and don't give yourself away."

The woman's tone was languid, yet contained a hint of coldness.

Lani immediately bowed her head, extremely respectful: "Yes, I will do my best to do so."

"Heh, if you can complete it, then higher-series potions aren't out of the question for you."

The woman smiled slightly.

One hand holds a radish, the other a big stick.

Roy had a feeling that, judging from the woman's style, she was likely a member of a witch cult.

So, does that mean Lani became a member of the witch cult?

The woman becomes a witch...

It's not that it's impossible, but within the witch cult, it probably wouldn't be valued that much.

but.

This has nothing to do with Roy.

How to advance to a higher level is a matter for Lanny's next life.

Having broken away from the steam church, many methods that were previously inconvenient to use can now be freely employed without much restraint.

Based on the dream's presentation and the states of the etheric, mental, and astral bodies he observed, Lani was at most an instigator, or even less.

He possessed extraordinary items such as an assassination dagger and a concealment ring, and as a Sequence 7 wizard, dealing with her was a piece of cake.

but.

Back in reality, Roy came up with another idea.

Since he had only worn the ring for less than ten minutes, he planned to go to Lani's room to meet her before making any further decisions.

……

A moment later, in Mrs. Traore's apartment.

Before the sun had fully risen, Roy quietly slipped through the back door into the deepest part of the second-floor corridor.

There's a small house here that used to be where Lanny lived, but it was later converted into a storage room.

She'll probably move back here now.

Roy carefully but easily made his way to the window via the adjacent balcony.

The person is not here.

The windows here aren't very secure.

Lani's room, in particular, hasn't been rented out for several years.

After entering the room, he looked around and searched through the room for a bit before finally fixing his gaze on an unassuming mirror on the table.

There are faint traces of spiritual power remaining on it.

A magic mirror!

As expected, it's a witch cult.

He waited for a moment, and soon he heard footsteps outside.

Then—

"Lani..."

"Mrs. Traore, don't be too sad. Take a rest. I can handle these things."

"Um--"

Traore was in low spirits, and his voice faded into the distance.

then.

Lanny opened the door.

The moment she opened the door and came in, her smile quickly turned cold, even somewhat ugly.

She quickly closed the door, walked to the desk, picked up the magic mirror, and was about to make a contact.

"As an assassin, your vigilance is far too poor."

"Why did they send someone like you here?"

Roy gave a low, cold laugh.

Lani's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately reached for the gun at her waist, only to find that her gun had been silently taken away by her opponent.

Her face was deathly pale, and she lowered her voice.

"Who are you?"

"Just like you, but I was Mrs. Sharon's subordinate. I used to work for Mrs. Sharon, but now that she's dead..."

Roy explained his situation.

He placed the pistol aside, a slight smile playing on his lips: "How strange, that our sect would actually recruit a female witch."

"What's wrong with female witches?"

Lani frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled.

Roy smiled.

"It seems you really don't understand; our sect is far more twisted and insane than you imagine."

"Do you know what sequence 7 of our pathway is called?"

Lanny shook her head honestly.

Roy smiled and said, "A witch."

"A witch?"

Lani froze for a moment, then her eyes widened in shock and astonishment. "What about the man?"

What do you think?

Roy smiled faintly, "Alright, you clumsy assassin, tell me, what did they send you here for? Maybe I can help you."

"She asked me to open an orphanage here, to take in those orphans, and then select suitable people from among them to raise."

Why did you choose Mrs. Traore?

Roy asked calmly.

Lani paused for a moment, then said, "She's always had a dream of opening an orphanage..."

"Miss Assassin, it's fine to deceive others, but there's no need to deceive our own people. We are all assassins who have joined the Witch Cult, and we all know who we are."

Roy narrowed his eyes.

He had been paying close attention to Lani's emotional changes—

The time when her emotions fluctuated the most was actually at the very beginning, so all her claims of "not knowing" and "not being clear" were just lies.

The other party always knew what the "assassin" path represented.

She's lying!

Lani's face turned cold. "Don't think you can take me by the nose," she said. "My mission here has nothing to do with you!"

"goodbye."

Roy vanished, and then the window was flung open with a whoosh.

Lanny carefully retrieved her gun and cautiously moved towards the door.

A minute later, she finally realized that the stranger had left.

She sat on the bed, reflecting silently—

After arriving in Tingen, I did become somewhat complacent and was completely unprepared.

Lani sat for a while, then got up and walked to the table. After thinking it over, she decided not to activate the magic mirror there.

We need to find another place!

(End of this chapter)