Secret: I, the hermit, want to make progress too much

Chapter 109 You are very suitable for clown potion
"Miss."

"Remember your promise."

Bernadette sat quietly on the pea vine.

Sharon lowered her head: "I will remember my promise and take action when you need it. If I had known that he was your subordinate, I would not have followed him."

"It doesn't matter if nothing happens, and..."

Bernadette's beautiful eyes stared at her, as if she wanted to see the trajectory of fate clearly through her, but unfortunately, it was like a flower in the mist or the moon in the water.

She said calmly: "Your friend should be promoted as soon as possible. I will help you hold him back recently. If it's late, I won't have time."

"Yes."

Sharon nodded.

"Ah."

The sound fell, the pea vine disappeared and rose, and finally no trace of the magic was left.

Sharon exhaled softly.

At this point, the door opens.

She emerged from the shadow and looked at Klein calmly: "Leave?"

"Are you waiting for me?"

Klein was a little surprised.

Sharon said calmly: "No, it's just right."

"No matter what, thank you. Let's go. We can't get a car at night, so we may have to walk for a while."

Klein put on his hat and said with amusement.

Sharon didn't speak, but turned into a shadow and disappeared from the place.

Under the dim street lights, Klein was walking alone.

……

The next day, it was time for the Mystery Club to go to work as scheduled.

"Mr. Luo Lin, you are finally here."

"Miss Ollie, it seems that you miss me very much. What, do you have a good commission or guest?"

Roy looked at Ollie Clay at the front desk.

then.

He swished out the cup tucked into his sleeve and said, "I bought the coffee when I passed by."

"Thank you, Mr. Rollin, but your guest has been waiting a long time."

Ollie took the coffee and pointed to the amethyst room with a sweet smile.

"Last week's guest?"

"Yes."

Ollie nodded slightly.

Roy nodded slightly and walked indoors.

The purpose of his trip was to test whether the problem was with Sherman or Klein——

At first he suspected the would-be witch.

but.

Azik and Dunn also encountered crises one after another, and it was only then that Roy focused his suspicious eyes on Klein.

If it's the former, then...

It means that the probability of being noticed is very high now, so that just Sherman has received attention from above, and he has to moisturize quickly.

Including Lanerwusi, nothing else is a matter of consideration.

But if it's the latter.

Then.

As long as Roy doesn't have direct contact with Klein and doesn't provide offline help, it will be relatively safe in theory.

After opening the door and going in, Sherman sat in his seat and looked up eagerly. When he saw Roy entering, he immediately stood up and said respectfully: "Mr. Rollin."

"sit."

Roy smiled and sat down.

Then, he looked up at the other party, observing Sherman's etheric body, mental body, and astral body——

The other party's etheric body is relatively unhealthy, but the spiritual aspect shows a healthy color, which seems very contradictory.

"Have you made up your mind?"

"Yes, sir."

Sherman sat quietly on the chair with a happy smile on his face, "I think, even if my final ending is not good, at least I have been on this path."

Roy sighed and put down his hat.

"Now that you have made your choice, why are you coming to me? Aren't you worried about her putting a curse on you?"

"Although your explanation made me depressed and confused for a while, in the end I thought more clearly. I think I should thank you in person."

Sherman smiled.

Roy sighed softly and said: "With your character, you are not suitable to be a witch because you are not ruthless enough. Your performance will not be thorough, and the ending will only be crazy."

"..."

Sherman remained silent, and then said, "As long as I can achieve my goal, I can do anything."

"Speak your mind."

Roy looked up.

Sherman said: "Sir, do you have the source or formula for the potion? I can buy it from you, or I can work hard to raise money..."

"Do you have three or four thousand gold pounds?"

Roy said seriously.

Sherman was not a rich man, otherwise he would not be in the East End and would not be friends with Hugh.

He has little money.

Sherman hesitated for a moment, then fell silent.

Three to four thousand gold pounds.

He simply didn’t have that much money, and he didn’t have the ability to repay it.

"In addition, after becoming an assassin, you have to assassinate others. This is the only way to go. But in sequence 8, you have to instigate others to fight and create chaos."

Roy said calmly, "Can you afford this?"

"I understand."

Sherman bowed, then hesitated whether to take 1 pound or 10 pounds.

Roy smiled lightly and said: "One pound is enough. What you should do more is to think about your future."

"thank you, sir."

The other party left.

Roy actually has an idea——

Raising Sherman.

As a fortune teller, Tilly's early combat abilities are very average. If she really wants to build her own intelligence network from scratch...

There is still a lack of a powerful combat assistant.

Sherman is good.

His personality and other aspects are more in line with Roy's taste, and he is a more suitable candidate to digest the extraordinary characteristics of the assassin at hand.

The more difficult thing is to obtain Sequence 8 and Sequence 7 materials, but it is not impossible to obtain these two.

Currently, Roy only has a sequence 9 assassin with extraordinary characteristics on hand, and his idea is -

Let Sherman take a more positive performance path.

of course.

This kind of performance is limited to Sequence 9 to Sequence 7. When it comes to happiness, all kinds of madness can no longer be solved by the performance direction.

If Sherman could think things through instead of just wanting to go this route when his head gets hot, he would give the other party a chance.

"Hey, I'm still too weak. Otherwise, I wouldn't have trained my subordinates with my own hands. I would have just brought them over."

For example, Lieutenant General Tracey of Disease.

After Qilingos's death, she directly seized Qilingos' fleet and became a pirate vice-admiral without having to cultivate her own power.

I'm really envious!
Roy sighed.

After sitting in the club for a while, there was a "dong dong" knock on the door.

"Come in."

Roy sat upright.

Then he saw Gary Zabia.

Gary has blond hair. The Zabia family is not a big aristocrat, but they have fiefdoms and industries. They are the type who have no worries about food and clothing, and they usually spend a lot of money.

Maybe that's why Dantuan fell in love with occultism.

Roy sat on the chair and said with a faint smile: "Mr. Gary, what can I do?"

Gary hesitated for a moment, then finally sat down and said, "Luo Lin, I heard that you are a fighting wizard?"

"Yes, that's my title."

Roy smiled lightly.

Gary smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know if you can help me, but I think who is the most mysterious in the entire club, and who is most likely to be the real mystic, I think it must be you."

"Tell me about your problem, friend. If I can help, I will definitely help you."

Roy sat upright, his expression much more serious.

There is life!

Gary gathered his thoughts, and after a few seconds, he said: "That's right, something happened in my family. I have a sister who has been a little abnormal since she was a child. At first, she suspected some kind of innate mental illness..."

He started talking about the past.

Roy didn't interrupt.

For many changes, clues can often be found from the past.

He listened carefully, and then his expression became serious.

"Wait a moment."

"Ok?"

"You mean, your sister has shown a desire for reading and knowledge since she was a child?"

Roy asked.

Gary nodded slightly: "Yes, she likes reading books very much. Through reading books, her condition has improved and she has slowly come out of her initial autism."

"continue."

Roy nodded slightly.

Gary continued: "When she grows up, she behaves as if she is no different, but she still appears to be more autistic and unwilling to socialize. She never goes to dances or anything like that."

"But something has changed recently. She seems to have become normal, and she seems to have become more abnormal."

He hesitated for a moment, then took out a piece of paper, "Do you recognize this thing? I don't know what it is, but it should be something related to some kind of ritual."

As a fan of occult science, he knew about the existence of divination, rituals, and magic, but he was not very clear about it.

after all.

As an ordinary person, the things Gary comes into contact with are often relatively ordinary, filtered and restricted.

Roy took it.

After taking a look, he took a slight breath and put the paper down.

"This is a prayer ceremony, and the object of its prayers is the Hidden Sage, an out-and-out evil god."

Roy's expression was serious, "Gary, who has your sister been in contact with recently? There should be one more person in her social circle."

Gary's pupils shrank and his lips trembled.

Roy knew.Gary must have remembered something, otherwise he would not have such an expression, and the change in the emotional color of the astral body also confirmed this.

He raised his head.

"No one, really speaking, made contact. We took her to her mother's grave."

"..."

Hidden Sage?
Or the Trappist Order of Morse?
Roy clasped his fingers lightly, and then said softly: "Can you take me to have a look?"

"Are you talking about my sister?"

"grave."

Roy said, "Only by finding the source can we truly understand what happened. As for your sister, she should be okay for the time being, right?"

"Yes, although my father is planning to send her to the Church of Storms for people from the Church of Storms to check, he has not sent her there yet."

Gary was silent for a few seconds, and then said, "He is a relatively devout Church of the Storm believer, and he has always disliked her."

He smiled and said: "The people in the church are definitely more professional than me. Viscount Zabia made the right choice."

"But... all that aside, uh, how much do I have to pay?"

Gary's expression froze, but he still took out his wallet.

Roy shook his head: "I'm very interested in this matter. If I can solve your sister's problem, we can talk about remuneration."

"Mr. Luo Lin, thank you for your generosity. You are a kind wizard. To be honest, I have been in a tight situation recently."

Gary said ashamedly.

Roy had already seen it.

Before, Gary would pay directly after entering the door, or give a sum of money instead of asking how much.

The corner of his mouth raised slightly: "Occasionally, you still need to own your own property."

"Yes, I used to be proud of being a noble and obsessed with studying mysticism, but in the end, mysticism couldn't help me."

Gary sighed.

Roy said: "No, my friend, if you don't know mysticism, how could we meet? Mystery made us meet and become friends. Come on, take me to see the cemetery."

……

West End, Greene Cemetery.

Gary took Roy from a trail to the cemetery.

Roy looked around the trail.

This path leads to Green Park Street, and straight along the street is Green Park, from which the name of the cemetery is derived.

He smiled and said, "How do you know this cemetery path?"

"By chance, I met a relatively, well, I should say crazy person. He worshiped death and could dance a terrible dance."

"The other party claimed that this was real mysticism, but I couldn't believe it, and I didn't dare to contact or learn from it. But I remembered this path."

Gary explained one after another.

dance?

It should be the man who likes to dance spiritually.

Roy vaguely remembered that there was this person. He walked slowly up the mountain along the path, climbed the last hurdle, and finally reached the place.

They dug in around the corner.

After landing, Gary carefully walked to a corner and after worshiping for a while, he turned back and said, "Mr. Luo Lin, this is it."

"Ah."

Roy glanced around, but didn't see any particularly conspicuous spirit.

He took out the pendant and first tested his own safety in various directions. After making sure it was safe, he entered the dream state.

Then, a fog emerged before our eyes.

In the fog, a blond woman, accompanied by her family, stood in front of the grave to express her condolences, but when she turned around, she saw a symbol.

That is the symbol of the Hidden Sage.

Someone wrote it on a tombstone nearby. At that moment, the woman's expression showed deep surprise and surprise.

perhaps--

At that moment, she heard something.

Roy was thoughtful.

Could it be the Trappist Order of Morse?

Probably.

Is Gary's sister half-voyeur?

Roy recovers from his dream.

Gary was on the side, nervous and excited, his voice trembling: "Mr. Luo Lin, were you using dream divination just now?"

"Do you still know about dream divination?"

Roy wanted to laugh.

After all, Gary was still in front of him before, showing off his knowledge of "divination", but his expression was very different from his current expression.

Gary blushed a little.

"Yes, I have read records of this kind of divination in books. It is said that you can enter dreams and see what happened in the past. It is very magical."

"Essentially, they are all guides from the spiritual world."

Roy replied.

He turned sideways and looked at the stone tablet next to him, instilling spirituality to increase the effect of the Eye of Secrets, and then——

He saw the slightest trace.

too long ago.

Most of the spirituality has dissipated, leaving only traces of engraved traces, and some extremely weak spiritual power is still hidden inside.

Roy put his hand on the tombstone, closed his eyes and entered the dream divination again.

however.

Nothing at all.

He frowned and then looked at Gary.

"Gary, give me a break."

"You, what are you going to do?"

Gary swallowed, "That's the grave of one of my cousins. You, you can't dig him up, my dad will kill me!"

"It's not about digging a grave. There is some spiritual remnant here. Perhaps some secrets can be learned through divination, but I need a quiet and safe environment."

Roy explained.

Gary understood: "I will help you look over there. If there is a security guard coming, I will help you divert it."

"it is good."

Roy smiled and nodded.

He set up the ceremony, prayed to himself through simple rituals, and then ascended to the mysterious palace to respond to himself.

then.

In the mysterious hall, he had a close connection with his real self and saw the tombstone through his real self.

The mark on it is clearer.

Keep on divination!

Dreams emerge.

This time he saw an old man in a white robe, who used a pen to carve the hidden sage symbol that Roy was familiar with on the tombstone.

Furthermore, there is a familiar ritual surrounding it.

Spiritual strengthening rituals.

It turned out to be the case.

Roy returned to reality, and then a smile appeared on his lips.

"Gary, come back."

"ended?"

Gary was at a loss. When he turned around, he saw Roy packing things, as if he had just completed a mysterious ritual.

Mr. Rollin indeed mastered the real magical rituals.

however.

Even so, he was still willing to listen to himself explain divination and pay for it...

What a generous and kind Mr. Wizard!

He secretly marveled.

Roy inexplicably felt traces of digestion. He glanced at Gary, thinking about possible rules in his heart.

"Mr. Rollin?"

"Oh, I just performed dream divination again. Because the other party also mastered divination and magic, it took some trouble."

Roy explained with a smile.

Then, he walked to a tomb and said, "Gary, please recall. On that day, was there a small white flower placed here?"

Gary thought for a long time, then scratched his head: "To be honest, I can't remember clearly, and I usually don't deliberately look at things on other people's graves. It's not polite."

Roy took out his small notebook and pen and started sketching.

After about a minute, a flower pattern appeared on the paper.

It is an elf flower.

Can be used as material for spiritual strengthening rituals.

"This flower."

"Hey, I seem to have an impression of what you drew. It's not just here. I remember there was one in front of another tomb..."

Gary banged his head, wondering which position it was.

Roy said with a smile: "Next to your cousin's grave."

"Yes, yes, how do you know?"

Gary was extremely surprised, "Can you even see this in dream divination? It's amazing, Mr. Luo Lin, compared to you, the rest of the club are like a bunch of curly baboons!"

"Haha, I just know a little more."

Roy smiled and walked outside, "We've finished reading here. In order to avoid being discovered by the security here, let's go out first and then talk while walking."

"it is good."

Gary followed immediately.

He hurriedly walked to Roy and wanted to help Roy climb over the cemetery wall, and then saw Roy jumping up the wall easily.

"Come up, have you forgotten? My title is Fighting Wizard, so what I am best at is actually fighting."

Roy laughed.

Gary climbed over the wall with difficulty——

When he came in, there were high slopes and big rocks outside, but not inside, unless he was willing to step on other people's tombstones.

But that's so rude.

After coming out, Roy explained: "I just saw a ritual. The effect of that ritual is to enhance mental strength. For example, have you felt that you have been more energetic in the past month?"

"I think so? It's a hard-to-explain experience. I thought it was my knowledge of mysticism that played a role!"

Gary murmured to himself, feeling his face burning.
If Gary takes "Joker" at this moment, he will definitely digest a large portion of it.

Roy thought jokingly.

With Gary's appearance, his previous mood suddenly improved a lot.

"Gary, is it convenient to meet your sister over there? I mean, without going through your father."

"It's not convenient, but I'll try my best."

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