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

Chapter 92 The Fool: Hatred! I hate it!

A moment later, a burly-looking man came out, followed by Soze.

"Sir, I am Upano Mohan."

The other person reached out their hand.

Roy gave him a deep look, then looked at Sozer, the warrior shrinking back with a smirk.

"As you know, a wizard."

"Wizard, we desperately need your help. As you can see, these veteran lunatics are so xenophobic; it's making it very difficult for us businessmen to do business..."

Ubano poured out his grievances.

Roy listened quietly from the side.

"Master wizard, look..."

"Mr. Upano, I understand many of the tactics used in business, but I have no intention of interfering."

The atmosphere fell silent instantly.

not only that.

Roy wasn't speaking to Mr. Upano, but rather looking into the room—

He concluded that the burly man was not Upano Mohan.

"Ubano" glanced sideways into the room.

Not long after, a burst of laughter came from inside: "Mr. Wizard, how about we come in and talk? Whether it works out or not, I'll give you a reward."

"If that's the case, then so be it."

Roy took off his hat and discreetly concealed a piece of amethyst inside.

Upon entering the room, Roy met the real Urbano.

Unlike what he had expected, the other person was about 70% similar to the burly man outside, and it was almost impossible to tell the difference in the dark.

If Roy hadn't been able to tell fortunes and hadn't sensed that the other person's aura was off, he might have actually thought that the burly man was Upano himself.

"As you can see, he is someone I found with great difficulty. He usually helps me with some dangerous things, and I will give him a considerable reward."

Ubano sat in a rather expensive-looking wooden chair.

Although he looks similar, he appears less fierce and rugged, and more gentle and approachable, like a businessman with mild methods.

however.

Roy, however, saw a hidden difference beneath his outward appearance.

His etheric body is excessively healthy!

This person may be an extraordinary individual.

Failed.

Roy clutched the amethyst tightly, but his expression remained completely calm. He said, "Mr. Upano, I think my stance is quite clear, isn't it?"

"Yes, but you should have heard from Sozer that I have a lot of collections."

"I can offer you a reward you can't refuse," Upano said.

"Oh?"

Roy chuckled and leaned back in his chair. "I'd like to hear what kind of irresistible reward you're talking about."

"I have nothing else but gold pounds and the extraordinary ingredients you speak of. Unfortunately, I am afraid of death and dare not drink that stuff."

"Also, I can introduce you to a gathering of extraordinary individuals," Urbano said in a rough tone.

"That sounds tempting, but I think it would be best to be more specific."

Roy smiled.

Upano smiled casually and said, "I can give you a thousand gold pounds."

Roy stood up and looked at Sozer.

Do you still need the Sequence 8 recipe?

"want."

Soze stared longingly at Ubano, and only after receiving a nod from the other did he hand over a stack of banknotes in pounds.

Upano said regretfully, "Mr. Wizard, my condition is not high. I just hope you can find out who bombed my warehouse."

"Gold pounds are nice, but I just happen to be passing by, and I don't really want to get involved in this."

Roy took off his hat, then looked at Sozer, leaned close to his ear and whispered the recipe for the "Fighter" potion that he had mastered.

"You can verify it."

"No need, because I know that one of the main materials and some of the auxiliary materials match. There are five hundred gold pounds in the bag, and the boss said that the extra fifty pounds is the promised payment."

Soze smiled happily.

Roy nodded slightly, then turned and left.

Upano watched him leave, then sat down in a chair, looking thoughtful.

"Boss."

His stand-in moved closer.

Ubano waved his hand, his tone relaxed.

"Much, you can't do business this violently. We need to be friendly and approachable, otherwise it will be difficult to establish ourselves in Backlund."

"Like this time, didn't we even gain a formula?"

The burly man stepped aside and said nothing more.

After Ubano dismissed his men, his palms were sweating profusely.

He just sensed great danger.

The other party must have realized that he was an extraordinary person, and perhaps had already guessed his method.

fine--

This wizard shouldn't be a member of the Luyère family or those conservatives, otherwise I might already be dead.

Backlund is terrifying!

Ubano leaned back in his chair, let out a long sigh, and secretly regretted his carelessness earlier.

"Even if it's not the target prey, you shouldn't let your guard down easily."

"I completely forgot about that."

……

Roy breathed a long sigh of relief as he walked out the door.

Damn it.

He was too arbitrary before.

This man named Ubano may have started the fire not just to raise grain prices, but also to help him complete his food supply chain.

Arsonist!

This Urbano Mohan is at least an arsonist.

At least a Sequence 7 hunter.

Iron-Blooded Cross?

That was reckless.

Fortunately, he had prepared two murmuring talismans, and he had been very close to the other party just now. In a real emergency, the other party would be at a disadvantage.

After all, I have a wealth of experience in dealing with such situations, while the other party and the others do not.

They are not the Aurora Club.

Ordinary extraordinary individuals simply do not possess the same level of resistance as the Rose Bishop when dealing with such a thing.

On his way back, Roy was still covered in a cold sweat, but looking at the more than four hundred gold pounds in his hand, he felt a sense of satisfaction.

Five hundred gold pounds.

This is considered a high price, as it includes a portion of the "compensation".

Of course, it was less of a reward and more of an apology from Ubano, who must have realized that he was not someone to be trifled with.

This further convinced Roy that the other person was at least an arsonist.

"Five hundred gold pounds, an extraordinary gathering."

"These Fenneport merchants really have money to be made, no, whether they are really Fenneport grain merchants is still questionable."

Roy narrowed his eyes slightly.

He did not choose to go back to investigate.

At this moment, Mr. Upano was in a state of "frightened bird", and using the Concealment Ring to return would easily allow the other party to notice the trace and expose him.

At that point, it will actually be unpleasant.

Now is the perfect time.

The line has been lowered, and we're just waiting for the other person to bite.

Back home that evening, Roy received another piece of good news—

Good news brought by Nina.

Dunn is about to wake up.

Although, as Mr. Azik said, Dunn will be in a rather frenzied state for some time to come, but...

This means Azik can move around now.

Perhaps the matter of Zilingus will ultimately fall to Mr. Azik?

Roy thought for a moment and said, "Nina, don't go back yet. I'll write a letter right away, and you can give it to Mr. Azik."

"it is good."

Nina stood quietly on the desk.

Roy took out a pen and paper and quickly wrote a letter explaining the situation with Zilingus and adding his own thoughts.

"Do you have the time to hunt down this notorious pirate?"

"If I'm too busy, I'd like to ask the Mysterious Queen for her opinion; perhaps she'd be interested."

Roy wrote in the letter.

Shortly after, a letter was handed to Nina.

……

Late at night, inside Tinggen's house.

Azik suddenly opened his eyes, and Klein, still groggy, only sensed an undead creature appearing in the room.

This is--

Roy's messenger?

He immediately perked up.

Azik took the letter, read it carefully, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Mr. Azik, what's wrong?"

"Roy also found out about Ziringus you mentioned and asked if I was interested in dealing with this great pirate. If I'm not available, he seems to want to seek help from that mysterious queen."

Azik said.

Klein paused for a second after hearing this, then a crucial question came to mind—

If Mr. Azik were to hunt Zilingus, and the people below were to praise the Fool's favorite, would he admit it or not?

after all.

Roy is now a member of the Tarot Club, if he admits it...

It's inevitable that the truth will be revealed.

Klein was dumbfounded.

I never expected such a change to happen.

"What's wrong?"

"No, I'm just a little worried. Someone like Zilingus coming ashore must be doing something important."

Klein said with concern, "I worry that what he's doing will plunge many people into disaster."

Azik remained silent for a moment.

Nina blinked but didn't say anything, waiting quietly for them to finish talking.

Half a minute later, Azik said, "Klein, one person's strength is limited; he can't save everyone."

"I understand, Mr. Azik."

Klein said dejectedly.

He understood this, but the thought that Zilingus might be constantly hunting down ordinary people in the East for his extraordinary possessions was unbearable.

"I will help you, but I just want you to understand that you can't save everyone."

Azik said gently, "Like this time, even I could only save Dunn by chance, and you have to survive on your own."

He sighed, "If this is the case even with people we know, what about ordinary people we don't know?"

Klein was stunned, not expecting Azik to say such a thing.

Then, he fell silent.

The gentle Mr. Azik advised him not to be saddened by the deaths of some people.

For example, M&G O'Shock.

……

Roy received a reply confirming that Mr. Azik would intervene, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He wouldn't be happy if Zilingus got away.

It wasn't just a creeping hunger, it was also a huge sum of money—

Surely Mr. Fool wouldn't be so embarrassed as to reveal his identity and compete with me for the bounty, would he?

Roy's lips curled into a slight smile.

of course.

He wouldn't go too far in doing bad things; he would still give Klein money, and the connections he made in Backlund could also be used by Klein.

The two primarily cooperated and benefited from each other.

The Tarot meeting was held the following day.

Roy locked himself in his bedroom, having already entered the bronze palace and reached the depths of the Source Castle.

The same few people were still at the table; no one else was there.

The Hanged Man eagerly offered two pages of his diary, saying, "Mr. Fool, these are the diaries I've collected recently."

"it is good."

The fool responded with a single sentence.

Then Audrey also contributed a page.

Roy naturally said that he hadn't been able to collect it—

He couldn't possibly collect it.

Upon arriving in Backlund, he immediately collected a page from a diary, something Klein wouldn't believe if he told anyone.

The tarot reading will begin after Klein finishes reading.

"Mr. Hermit, Ms. Justice, I have verified through some means that Zilingus did indeed come ashore for a commission."

"But I don't know the specifics, only that it was something Zilingus dreamed of and that would help him become the Pirate King."

"I suspect it might be a reward that would allow him to advance to a higher sequence, or at least be comparable to one. Perhaps the creeping hunger isn't a reward that's been paid in advance."

"But I can't find out who the target is. I hope you can gather information or provide some helpful insights."

"The Hanged Man said quickly."

It was clear that he was in a hurry, after all, Zilingus had been infiltrating Backlund for a while.

Although Miss Justice destroyed their hideout, Zilingus is now in danger of being captured by the Church at any time.

He didn't want Zilingus to be caught.

I know.

Klein leaned back in his chair, thinking to himself.

Unfortunately, I can't say it directly.

The Hanged Man did not ask the Fool for help; instead, he spoke up, which would damage the Fool's mysterious image.

He thought to himself.

Roy pondered for a long time before saying, "I'm not in Backlund, so I'm not very clear about the situation there. As for the reward..."

"I'm sorry, my previous guess was wrong."

He said apologetically.

The Hanged Man shook his head and said, "No, I should thank you. Your reminder is very important, which is why I need you to help me analyze what his possible target might be."

Justice quickly replied, "I will provide information about Backlund."

"Alright, Miss Justice, I heard that Backlund has been pushing for the abolition of grain laws lately, is that right?"

Roy asked.

Justice nodded gently.

Who agrees, and who disagrees?

"Those who agree? Of course, it's the capitalists and tycoons. The opponents are all members of the Conservative Party, most of whom are aristocrats."

Audrey recalled the information she had gathered and spoke her mind without hesitation.

Roy nodded slightly.

He thought for a moment and said, "The only major event in Backlund recently should be this, something valuable enough to get them to provide a high-sequence formula..."

"We assume that the other party came for this reason."

Roy looked at Miss Justice. "Who do you think his target is?"

Audrey bit her lip and said, "It could be the leader of the New Party, but it's more likely to be the Duke of Negan, the leader of the Conservative Party."

Why?

The Hanged Man was puzzled.

Why did "Miss Justice" quickly conclude that the other party's target was the Conservative Party leader?

"Just as I thought, for a very simple reason: the New Party members all share the same goals and interests, and the group is very large. If one of them dies, another leader can be elected."

Roy offered his opinion: "It's not that easy to stop them from making money. On the contrary, the Conservative Party, this Duke Negan should be very prestigious."

"Why would they want the Grain Act repealed? It's not worth the huge price to pay."

Alger frowned.

He felt...

This speculation is far too far-fetched.

At that moment, the Fool above let out a low laugh.

Everyone looked over, including "The Sun" Derrick.

The Fool chuckled and said, "This is the tide of the times."

"what?"

Justice and the sun voiced their doubts.

Alger was struck dumb.

Roy, on the other hand, looked deep in thought.

Justice and the Sun quickly looked at the two, hoping they could interpret the Fool's profound sentiments.

Alger frowned, wanting to offer his interpretation, but then suddenly remembered that there were more learned and knowledgeable hermits here, and that Mr. Fool himself was watching...

He shut his mouth.

If Mr. Fool doesn't want them to interpret it, then speaking now would be pointless.

and.

What if I say something wrong? Wouldn't that be even more embarrassing?

but.

One thing is certain.

The fact that the Fool spoke at this point meant that Roy's prediction was correct, and that the Fool had offered a hint because he saw that they were arguing.

The tides of the times?

Does this mean—

The repeal of the Grain Act is itself part of a societal transformation that no one and nothing can stop it.

Those who obstruct must die!

For example, the Duke of Negan.

So, who is Zillingus working for?

Alger licked his lips, sensing that things weren't as simple as they seemed, and that there might be a deeper secret behind it.

Unfortunately.

He has no way of contacting or understanding the story behind the scenes.

He looked at the other three.

Little sun...

Forget it.

He definitely can't help.

Even justice won't do.

The other party was just a wealthy nobleman who even needed to provide potion recipes; it was impossible for him to offer any help beyond money.

of course.

Money can be very powerful in many ways.

Alger thought to himself.

He fixed his gaze on the "hermit".

This member, who has only recently joined, may possess this ability.

"Sir Hermit, could you possibly offer your assistance in this matter? I will reward you handsomely!"

"How much benefit can you offer?"

Roy chuckled.

Alger's eyes widened, his face showing disbelief, followed by a burst of ecstasy.

Want benefits...

That means there's room for negotiation!

His mind raced, and finally, he gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you want?"

"Five thousand gold pounds, or knowledge about artisans. You don't need potion recipes, but you must have knowledge and experience in how to create extraordinary items."

This is the price for sequence 6.

Alger understood the other party's offer and knew that it wasn't expensive at all; in fact, it was a relatively cheap offer.

After all, Ziringus is not a regular sequence 6.

He hesitated for a long time before saying, "Alright, I agree to your conditions, but I can't get either the money or the craftsman's insights immediately. I need time to gather and search for them."

"no problem."

Roy nodded slightly.

Alger breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Then, Roy looked toward justice.

"Miss Justice, I remember Qilingus still has a bounty, right?"

"Yes, I don't remember the exact amount, but it should be tens of thousands of yuan in bounty."

Justice nodded gently.

The fool above almost couldn't sit still.

Counted in the tens of thousands?

hateful!

Roy, that guy, stole such a big deal?

Klein deeply regretted not having a clone.