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

Chapter 95 Lovia: My Lord Didn't Respond

"Ah! Murder!"

"Is he... is he an evil wizard?"

"Call the police! Call the police now!"

Screams and shouts continued, with some onlookers eager to stir up trouble and try to create chaos so they could take advantage of the confusion.

such as.

There are some thieves.

Ubano had no time to care about the thieves or his so-called believers. He walked slowly to the riverbank and fixed his gaze on the corpse.

The briber of Sequence 7 was thus unable to resist and was murdered through a scheme.

First, a fire spell.

The materials for casting spells should be hidden on horseback.

The other party figured out where the horse "Semen" was.

Then use the Flash spell to stimulate the horse.

Finally, that's it.

Once the entire plan is complete, the opponent will flee towards the river. Ordinary fire spells can be extinguished with water.

That riverbank is the shortest route.

Everything was calculated perfectly!

He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling thankful that he hadn't angered the other person that night.

His hunter's instincts saved him once again.

Ubano's lips curled up slightly.

"Boss."

Soze swallowed hard and turned to look at Ubano.

Upano spoke calmly.

"That person is the wizard who saved you yesterday."

"This wizard has very high moral standards."

"Semen must have bribed the homeless man with pennies," Upano said. "His original plan was probably to use that guy to create chaos."

"so?"

"My God, your stupidity is suffocating me."

Upano sighed and rubbed his forehead. "Let's go call the police right now. I don't want to see you for the time being."

Just then, another bodyguard jogged over.

"Boss, we found him! The homeless man is dead. He was holding a loaf of bread in his hand. It looks like he died from a disease."

"Bury him."

Ubano's tone was heavy.

After a few seconds, his tone became somewhat more relaxed.

"We need to change our attitude toward the homeless. They are just ordinary people who lack job opportunities, not inherently lazy."

The other bodyguards looked at each other, puzzled as to why their boss had suddenly changed his mind.

"Boss, you're in charge."

The secretary beside him was very competent and did not ask any questions.

……

"Roy, didn't you see? There's been a murder in the park! My God, an evil, mysterious wizard killed a believer who was attending the Harvest Festival."

Xiqiong spoke incoherently.

"Perhaps the man who died was not a believer; I saw him taunting Mr. Upano."

Roy said.

Xi Qiong was stunned for a moment.

After a long silence, she finally said, "Is that so?"

"Well, but what exactly was said, perhaps only Mr. Upano knows. I think he might be Mr. Upano's enemy."

Roy explained.

After thinking for a moment, Xiqiong said indignantly, "It must be those damned nobles. They only know how to make money by lying on the land and they can't stand cheap foreign grain."

"Perhaps."

Roy looked at the sky, unable to muster any enthusiasm.

All they knew was that someone had been burned to death; no one cared about the homeless man, nor how he died.

of course.

Except for Ubano.

That hunter...

Roy is hard to evaluate.

He felt that the other party had taken the wrong path and should not have chosen to become a hunter, but should have chosen to stay in the three villages instead.

The Hunter and the Gou family have truly swapped talents.

"Roy."

"Excuse me, Ms. Xiqiong, I have some matters to attend to and must leave for now."

Roy dropped Sion off on Rose Street, then turned and headed in the other direction.

Xi Qiong was filled with disappointment.

She vaguely understood that her idea was unlikely to succeed, because the other party seemed to have no interest whatsoever.

……

"gentlemen."

Tilly whispered in the alley, "There was some chaos at River Bend Park earlier, are you alright?"

"What could possibly be wrong with me? Have you found anything?"

"Yes, I sent the Duggan brothers to inquire. The thieves who came back from working there said that the dead man was Semen of the Witt Party, who was considered their number two."

Tilly said.

Roy was somewhat surprised.

A Sequence 7 is only number 2?

The Witte Party is a formidable gang!

He hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Do you know who their leader is?"

"I don't know, but I made some inquiries, and they described the gang leader as elusive and mysterious..."

"By the way, there's some news, I don't know if it's true or not, but a thief said that the leader of the Witte Party is a woman."

Tilly recounted the intelligence she had gathered.

Is the leader of the Witte Party a woman?

Roy frowned; intuitively, he felt that this gang might be connected to the "Witch Cult" again.

but.

It could also be a psychological alchemy group.

He thought for a moment and said, "Be careful when checking information."

"Yes."

Tilly nodded and was about to leave when Roy called her back.

"etc."

Tilly turned to look at him, puzzled.

Roy pondered for a moment and said, "Eat well during this time and get yourself in good shape. Being in poor physical condition when taking potions can lead to madness."

"Yes, I understand!"

Tilly was overjoyed—

This means that the gentleman intends to train her and is willing to tell her the potion recipe or give her the potion.

Although it may require repayment in gold pounds or other forms of compensation, but...

Compared to her previous life, she believed that following Roy would lead her to a better future, no matter which way she went.

Go ahead, but be careful.

"Um."

She quickly disappeared into the alley.

On the way back, Roy was still thinking about what potion to give Tilly.

no doubt.

Assassins and thieves are the most suitable.

but.

The former, starting from sequence 6, involves very distorted rules of role-playing.

the latter……

Although it's not easy for low-sequence characters to encounter Amon, he doesn't have any potion recipes on hand.

As a second-best option, one becomes a diviner.

As for those who seek secrets and those who pray for secrets, he never even considered them.

Both of these paths will inevitably lead to insane ramblings; without some skill or a strong enough lifespan, there's really no way to go.

of course.

There is another way.

The bribe-giver's "lawyer," but—

Tilly hasn't studied since she was nine, so it's already quite remarkable that she can recognize some words now, let alone become a lawyer...

Never mind, let's go home first and talk about it then.

If we can't divine the potion recipe, then everything we say will be in vain.

Upon returning home, he divined the safety of his surroundings before ascending to the mysterious temple.

Afterwards, Roy used divination to examine the potion recipes from the lawyer to the bribe-giver, and ultimately succeeded in obtaining two potion recipes—

The lawyer and the barbarian both divined it.

but.

Bribers—

"Semen, drink it, and you'll be the briber."

"Madam, am I going to lose control?"

Semen was somewhat uneasy.

The woman chuckled and said, "If you strictly follow my instructions for the first two sequences, then it won't get out of control, but the possibility of accidents cannot be ruled out."

"Yes, I understand."

Semen gritted his teeth and swallowed the black potion on the table in front of him. Immediately, the scene abruptly ended.

He advanced to Sequence 7 through the production of finished potions.

lady……

Roy recalled the woman who appeared in the divination.

Will she be the leader of the Witte Party?

There is too little information.

He flicked his fingers, using the power of the mysterious temple to transform the extraordinary characteristics and spiritual numbers of the bribe-giver, then split and recombine them.

Soon, three extraordinary properties appeared before my eyes.

These correspond to the three sequences of the lawyer's approach.

"lawyer."

"If Tilly were willing to study law, becoming a lawyer would be far better than being an assassin."

"After all, she's quite eloquent."

Roy closed his eyes and pondered.

Although a certain status and position are required to play the role after Sequence 6, "Baron" does not necessarily mean noble status.

The underworld provides fertile ground for role-playing.

Finally, he kept the extraordinary properties.

Assassin, fortune teller, lawyer.

She was given three potion recipes to choose from.

Following that, Roy recalled the events of the day.

After a moment of silence, he examined himself and discovered that he had absorbed the wizard's potion to some extent—

This digestion was more than all of his previous digestions combined.

He returned to reality, carefully summarized the situation, and finally attempted to summarize the rules.

"Wizards wander between light and darkness, without a particularly clear definition."

Roy recalled his previous digestion and then suddenly realized something.

Everyone's situation is different.

This point is explicitly mentioned in the role-playing method. The rules of the role-playing method are not universal because everyone's situation is different.

The concept of protection is deeply ingrained in people's minds.

This is a character image that arises from the opposition to "witch".

He vaguely understood how this point should be summarized.

"Wizards walk between light and darkness, not caring about the opinions of others, but needing to follow their own inner thoughts and rules."

Follow your heart.

These are the rules that Roy summarized.

You can research if you want, protect if you want, and kill if you want; you don't have to be bound by worldly rules and regulations.

but.

One must have principles in one's heart and not act recklessly.

"Do as you please, but do not harm" is not only a motto of Sequence 9, but perhaps also a rule that runs through the path of the Seeker.

As Roy thought about this, he once again felt obvious signs of digestion.

correct!

At this moment, he faintly sensed a fluctuation emanating from the mysterious hall.

He ascended to the mysterious hall, unfurled the star map, and then…

Roy saw a star twinkling on the star map.

Lovia.

He pointed with his finger.

In an instant, a torrent of information swept through, and a figure appeared in the hall.

Lovia opened her eyes and saw the magnificent hall. She was overjoyed and bowed respectfully.

"Thank you for summoning me, Your Excellency the Great Hermit."

"It's nothing."

Roy smiled slightly.

Lovia said respectfully, "Your Excellency the Hermit, I have recently gathered a great deal of information and have come to know much about the history of the Creator. Please allow me to present it to you."

"it is good."

The next moment, Lovia closed her eyes and recalled.

Before long, words appeared one by one, transforming into articles.

Finally, they connect.

Roy took it to examine it.

"The all-knowing and all-powerful God created everything and then went into slumber."

"Giant King Olmir, 'Dragon of Imagination' Angorweid, Elf King Suniasolem..."

Ancient names leap off the page.

but.

Compared to the Little Sun version, Lovia's version is undoubtedly more comprehensive.

She began by praising the "omniscient and omnipotent Lord" from the creation myth, and eventually wrote about the establishment of the Silver City in the Third Age.

but.

As a shepherd, her connection with the "Creator" is obviously stronger, so her own views and ideas are interspersed throughout.

There's a saying that's incredibly disheartening.

"The Lord did not respond to me."

Brief and silent.

Roy sighed.

Lovia lowered her head even further.

"Your Excellency, there may be many hidden records about the Creator outside Silver City, but we have not discovered them and dare not delve into them."

"If I can discover it, I will offer you a new part."

She lowered her head uneasily.

Roy chuckled, "Okay."

"Furthermore, I would like to ask for your permission to pray for you in the future."

"Lovia said."

Roy thought for a moment and said, "As you wish."

"Thank you again for summoning me."

The brief meeting ended quickly.

It wasn't that Roy couldn't afford spirituality, but rather that he didn't know what to say.

All knowledge comes at a price.

however.

Lovia cannot afford the price required for the "Hermit".

"We need to find a way to get her into the party, or at least get her to connect with the other people."

Roy rubbed his temples.

On the one hand, it allows the high-end resources of Silver City to be traded through "Hermits" as intermediaries and flow into their own hands.

On the other hand, it dispels Klein's doubts and suspicions about Lovia.

However, it's not possible yet.

"With each significant digestion, spirituality experiences a marked increase."

"It just needs to be digested once more."

Roy knew it very well.

In terms of functionality, its own mysterious sanctuary is more convenient and has more features than the Source Castle, but in terms of spiritual energy loss, it is not as good as the Source Castle.

It may be related to the "mysterious temple" and the "wilderness of knowledge," but the specific reasons can only be found and explored later.

……

Ding dong.

The doorbell rang downstairs.

Roy finished his workout, went downstairs and opened the door, only to see a student-looking man flanked by two burly men.

"Hello, we are believers from the Earth Church. This is our latest flyer. We hope you can take a look when you have some free time."

"Give it to me."

Roy took it, glanced at it, and immediately paused.

The leaflets explained the causes of homelessness and the efforts made by Gar Street grain merchants to eliminate homelessness as much as possible.

"Starting today, Gar Street will provide daily porridge to homeless people who are willing to work, on the condition that they help us move goods for low wages."

"As long as we continue to do business in the South District, we are willing to do this."

Distribute porridge?

Low-wage cargo handling?

Roy was stunned.

Have these grain merchants lost their minds, or is it a divine decree from Mother Earth?

Then, he thought of what had happened last night and immediately guessed—

Could it be Upano's idea?

Is he trying to please me?

Roy held the flyer, thought for a moment, and said, "What do we ordinary people need to do?"

"We just hope that when you see homeless people, you can help us spread the word."

The other party replied.

Roy then asked, "Any kind of homeless person will do?"

"I'm afraid that won't work. We need to give those who have just lost their jobs but are still able to work a temporary opportunity."

The other person seemed rather embarrassed, saying, "The Mother Goddess's mercy is infinite, and so are the homeless, but our money as believers is finite."

"I understand completely, and I thank Mother Earth and the believers of the Earth Church."

Roy expressed his sincere gratitude.

There's nothing he can do.

In fact, no individual is powerless in the face of the tide of the times. Even if grain merchants launch such charitable acts, it can only help temporarily and partially.

but.

At least some people will benefit from this, even if it's only a small number.

"Praise the Mother Goddess!"

The other person made a prayer gesture devoutly, then turned and walked toward the next house.

Roy's opinion of "Ubano" has indeed changed somewhat.

Although this may be the other party's real purpose.

A gentleman judges by actions, not by intentions.

not to mention.

The other party's strategy is quite comprehensive, as it neither excessively harms the interests of grain merchants nor prevents many homeless people from having work or financial support.

In addition, such a policy will make many people in the South District friendly to grain merchants from outside the area, since wealthy people living in the South District are a minority.

The lower and middle classes make up the majority.

No one can be sure they'll always have a job, so having a group of "conscientious" businessmen in this area is clearly a good thing.

Most people would think that way.

He held the flyer and sat in silence for a while.

After a long while, Roy decided to go and talk to "Ubano" to see what the other party wanted.

This strange hunter may want more than just money.

Merchants of Upano's stature have no shortage of money; the fact that he casually paid a thousand gold pounds for "employment" that day speaks volumes.

……

Nighttime, Gar Street.

Under the dim streetlights, a person dressed in a long robe and wearing a strange hat walked slowly and finally came to a low house.

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the door, and a second later, the door of the low house opened, and the firelight shone through, illuminating the street and casting long shadows onto the walls of distant houses.

Upon seeing Roy, the other person immediately became reserved and bowed respectfully: "Mr. Wizard, I didn't expect you to grace us with your presence!"

"Your boss pulled all this stunt just so he could see me, didn't he?"

Roy spoke in a low voice, then went inside.

Inside the house, Upano saw Roy and stood up with a smile.

"Master Wizard, I didn't expect you to actually come. Please have a seat. I didn't prepare a banquet for your visit, but I don't think you would like such elaborate things."

"Mr. Upano, I see your sincerity, and I am truly grateful for what you have done."

Roy chuckled softly, "My purpose here is simple: what do you want from me?"

"Shall we talk about this later?"

Ubano's expression was serious.

Roy nodded slightly.

Before coming out, he had done more than a dozen divinations and was basically certain that this trip would be beneficial and harmless. In addition, he had all the extraordinary items he could use with him.

If the other party really has ulterior motives, it will be Ubano himself who suffers.

Also.

Based on his brief contact and understanding of Urbano, the other party's style was more like that of a cowardly hunter than a provocative one.

This guy won't act rashly.

The basement is spacious.

Or rather—

The basement is the real house; Urbano dug a whole area deep, connecting to a field and another house behind it.

Roy couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"Mr. Upano, to be honest, you give me the impression of being more of a fortune teller or a schemer."

"Your erudition is admirable, but I did aspire to be a fortune teller, though unfortunately I was born half a hunter."

Ubano sighed regretfully.

He gestured with the bottle, and when Roy shook his head, he switched to the Earth Church's classic barley tea.

"When you came that day, I was still wondering if you were someone the other party had put out."

"And now?"

"I think at least among the people of Luyère and the Witte Party, there is no wizard of such noble character. I guess you are from the Dawn of Elements."

(End of this chapter)