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

Chapter 11 The Spell of Knowledge - The Gate’s Rumblings

"Useless babble, I found it, Mr. Men's babble."

Roy looked at the pieces of paper on the bookshelf and nodded with satisfaction.

really.

There is no useless garbage, only misplaced treasures.

He took out the purple crystal pendant.

In the mysterious palace, he does not need to use methods such as carving knives. As long as he moves his consciousness and puts in some spirituality, he can use the flow of information to carve symbols on it.

The underlying symbol is naturally the symbol of the hermit——

With eyes full of bright stars.

Then, the ritual magic that should stabilize spirituality should be arranged, but in the mysterious palace, this process can still be omitted.

This was a spiritual reminder for Roy.

After roughly completing the previous steps, he started the most important step——

Channel knowledge into the crystal.

To him, the step was simple.

Knowledge is activated and then channeled into the crystal.

In the blink of an eye, the purple crystal pendant glowed brightly, and even a crack appeared on it, but with the help of the mysterious palace, the crystal was reorganized and fixed.

Eventually, it settled into a state with a hint of cracks.

It worked!
Roy breathed a sigh of relief.

The opening spell he set for the spell was "whisper" in ancient Hermetic language.

It will become Roy's strongest trump card——

Mr. Men's ravings are naturally the most lethal against the secret-peeping path, but that doesn't mean they are useless against other paths.

It's just too expensive.

Roy was heartbroken. This little charm cost him 10 soli.

This does not include the labor cost.

"If the effect is really great, you can use it to make money, but the channel must be very secretive."

He thought to himself.

no way.

Roy was really a bit poor and wished he could get some gold pounds.

Although he has the extraordinary characteristics of a fighting scholar, he does not have the formula of a fighting scholar, and it is too dangerous to take it directly.

He glanced at the stars, only regretting that he couldn't create a trumpet now.

Otherwise why would it be like this.

"Perhaps, you can try divination?"

Roy returned to reality, sent extraordinary characteristics to the mysterious palace, and then used dream divination to try to analyze the memories inside.

Then, he got a Sequence 9 secret-peeping formula.

"Sequence 8 fighting scholar!"

Roy repeated.

but.

Unfortunately, he only saw part of the memory——

It was a scene where an old man brought out a magic potion.

"Drink, then your teacher will become one with you."

There is no recipe.

The other party also drank the entire potion.

Roy sighed.

This kind of thing probably happens from time to time in the Moss Ascetic Society.

Bunch of lunatics!
……

The next day, Roy returned to the Black Iron Bar.

When Old Ryan saw him, he suddenly put down the book in his hand and said, "Where were you yesterday?"

"School graduation party, what happened?"

Roy was puzzled.

Old Ryan's face darkened and he said, "A combat scholar from the Trappist Order died nearby. Have you met him?"

"I walked out of the school gate and suddenly remembered that I hadn't said goodbye to the teacher yet. Then I went back to school and didn't meet the people from the Ascetic Order you mentioned."

Roy answered without thinking.

After hearing this, Old Ryan looked serious: "This is your spirit warning you!"

"so……"

"Well, the fighting scholar was probably wandering near the school yesterday, but he was hunted by someone."

Old Ryan said.

"Any clues now?"

"No, his spirit has been destroyed, and the divination method has no clue."

Old Ryan picked up the book and said slowly, "There are actually many such things, but this is the first time that Sequence 8 has been hunted, and the other party's condition is very bad. It seems that he has seen something terrible."

Roy secretly breathed a sigh of relief.It seems that after he left, Mr. Azik properly disposed of the body and the aftermath.

He thought for a while and said: "Could it be that he accidentally saw someone, and the backlash of the Secret Eye aroused the other person's alert, so he was killed?"

"Not impossible."

Old Ryan thought for a moment, and then said, "As long as you're fine, I'll send someone to investigate the situation over there."

"Then our people must be careful."

Roy expressed his concerns at the right time.

After all, it is related to one's own safety.

Old Ryan shook his head and said with a smile: "Well, we will pay attention. You should study and train. How are your fighting and firearms mastery?"

"There has been some progress. Becky said it can be used in actual combat."

"From today onwards, you will be officially incorporated into the team, with a weekly salary of 7 pounds. Your next job will be to serve the dishes upstairs, clean the tables, and pay attention to the passing customers."

Old Ryan said.

Roy thought that he would not be able to read and study all the time when working in the future, but he did not expect that real work would be so "real".

The waiter who cleans the table and carries the plates.

He opened his mouth, but thought of the weekly salary of 7 pounds...

"Yes, Mr. Ryan."

Fortunately, Forsi and Klein didn't know the current situation of "Mr. Hermit", otherwise their outlook would definitely be shattered.

Roy thought.

but.

He understood Old Ryan's arrangement.

The spirituality of the secret peeper is extremely high, and his spirituality and intuition are beyond ordinary people. Sometimes, he can detect things that ordinary ordinary people cannot detect.

"Let me tell you about my experience. When you get up there, you should pay more attention and observe, but at the same time, you should combine your own spiritual reminders and don't look or observe randomly."

Old Ryan talked about the past.

There used to be another spy in the Black Iron Bar, but during an observation, he looked at a handsome lady. It turned out that the other person was a hermit, and he felt that he was being spied on.

finally--

The spy was killed.

"You shouldn't look at it, because as secret voyeurs, we are surrounded by mystery and madness all the time?"

Roy answered the question.

Old Ryan nodded: "Yes."

Roy made an "epiphany" gesture, but after the performance, he did not dare to tell Old Ryan immediately that he had completely digested it. That was still too exaggerated.

This gesture would reinforce Old Ryan's impression of the progress of his digestion——

He decided to use ten days to slowly reflect the progress of his "digestion" in the eyes of others.

Roy went upstairs with a pensive attitude.

When he got upstairs, he accepted the arrangement and became a waiter who cleaned tables and served dishes. He spent the whole day serving dishes and cleaning tables, while using his voyeuristic eyes to pay attention to the etheric body, mental body and astral spirit of the passing guests. body.

From these "three bodies" we can roughly tell whether the other party may be an extraordinary person.

At the end of the day, there wasn't much gained, but it did remind Roy of something.

Counting the time, tonight is the full moon.

Time to fish for Forsi.

Roy controlled his desire to explore and retained his spirituality as much as possible to avoid causing trouble tonight.

but.

He vaguely remembered.

In the original work, Klein's research note died and Zhou Mingrui came down from Source Castle in the past few days, and it seems that he was still affected by him in this life, so that the research time was advanced.

I don’t know how Klein is doing now.

Roy served the drinks.

"Your tequila, guest."

"Okay, thank you."

The other party had a nice voice, was polite, and even gave me a little tip——

Only 3p though.

Roy glanced at the other person, his round face, and his astral body showing joyful emotions, but with a glance from the corner of his eye, he saw a few people packing up their things and leaving. He immediately thanked them, and then took a hand towel to wipe the table.

The man had just had a few drinks.

Not long after, there was a commotion outside, like a parade.

Roy walked to the door and asked the security guard at the door puzzledly: "What happened?"

"It seems that several people were crushed to death by damaged machinery. The workers are asking the factory to inspect and update all equipment."

Two security guards at the door answered.

Roy glanced around and saw that there were indeed workers walking outside, and each etheric body showed an unhealthy color.

He was silent for a moment, then turned back to the bar.

When I turned around, the young man who had just been drinking and tipping had already left.

Roy went to clean the table and continued his work.

(End of this chapter)