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

Chapter 25 He is watching everything in the dark

Roy was about to leave the mysterious palace when he suddenly saw a star shining brightly.

Leonard?
What is he going to do?
Thinking of the corpse, Roy looked strange.

Could it be that that guy found the body and wanted to use that news to justify himself?
He thought for a while and his body became spiritual.

After reaching Sequence 8, his spirituality is sufficient, and he has eliminated the secret enemy, so he can feel more at ease.

and so.

He wanted to try to use spiritual numbers to create another version of himself.

There are also materials——

This fighting scholar has extraordinary properties!
In the past 2 minutes, a figure appeared in the hall.

The unfamiliar face was square and tough, looking more like a man who was good at fighting.

Roy smiled.

No one will know who he is, because the face is that of a college roommate from his previous life, and no one has seen him in this era.

After a while, another figure appeared.

Leonard's face showed joy——

I discussed with the old man how to see Mr. Hermit again, but unexpectedly he was summoned.

Mr. Hermit is so powerful!
He immediately greeted: "Mr. Hermit, thank you for your visit!"

Roy nodded slightly.

Then, Leonard noticed that there was another person next to him.

He was amazed.

"you are?"

"Mr. Hermit also summoned me at the same time."

"I see."

Leonard glanced above in awe, then hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Hermit, I found some clues about the Moss Ascetic Order. They have been very active at sea recently and are targeting Elemental Dawn everywhere."

"in addition."

"A wizard died here, probably from the Moss Trappist Order."

Leonard lowered his head.

Roy was a little surprised.

He thought Leonard had found the body and came to provide information, but he didn't expect that there would be other gains.

Maritime Target Element Dawn…

Roy thought for a moment and nodded slightly: "What knowledge do you want to exchange for?"

"Poetry, you know my situation. I have been seeking promotion recently, but I suffer from limited creative talent. I would like to exchange a poem from you."

Leonard said.

Poetry?

This is not simple...

Do not!
It's not easy.

Roy stopped talking.

With the damn Emperor Russell in front of him, who knows which poems Emperor Russell has plagiarized and which ones he has not plagiarized.

"Sorry, but does this require Mr. Hermit?"

Roy controlled the trumpet to save the situation.

He couldn't help but feel lucky——

Fortunately, I thought about giving it a try, otherwise I would be embarrassed right now.

really.

The trumpet is still a must.

"This is indeed a bit offensive."

Leonard's face turned red.

Roy Trumpet said: "The pond is like a deep mirror, reflecting the black willow shadows, and the wind is weeping on the willow tops... In the starry sky, this is a happy moment."

"You actually know the poem that Emperor Russell sent to the Church of the Night?"

"..."

Roy was silent.

This is the bright moon written by poet Verlaine in his previous life, and he combined it a little bit.

Unexpectedly!

Great Emperor, you really don’t give me a way to survive.

He continued to ponder.

After a few seconds, Roy switched his body and chuckled: "Poets don't necessarily have to create. People who can fully understand and make poetry their own can also achieve results. What you need is not a real performance, just a name."

Leonard was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened, realizing that he had just made a mistake——

He actually said those words casually in front of outsiders.

As long as the other party is knowledgeable, he will definitely understand that he is from the Church of the Night.

and.

I actually forgot...Why didn't the old man remind me?
He thought to himself.

Roy said: "Young poet, knowledge and mind are like machines. If you don't move them, they will slowly become rigid. Maybe you should try it yourself. Your talent is not as bad as you think."

"I understand, thank you for your guidance, I will continue to collect information about them for you."

"Well, what do you need?"

Roy controlled his information-based body to turn his head and look at his trumpet.

"Mr. Hermit, I learned a piece of news from the meeting. I hope to exchange the secret of Tingen with you. In addition, I apply for private communication."

"it is good."

Then, the torrent of information turned into a wall, separating Leonard.

Outside the wall, Leonard felt like a turbulent wave in his heart.

In the meeting?

Morse Trappist Order?

Mr. Hermit seemed to only care about them.

In addition, why does the other party want to exchange for "Tingen's secret"?
Is there anything wrong with Tingen now?

He didn't understand.

After a moment, the wall disappeared and he saw another man bowing deeply.

"Thank you for your answer, I understand."

"Ah."

Roy looked at the two of them.

Leonard hurriedly said: "Mr. Hermit, if I also want to get this secret, what should I exchange for it?"

"Oh, you have no right to make this deal, shallow or deep, unless you get the consent of the other."

The sound fell and everything collapsed in front of him.

Leonard returned to reality.

After a second, Pales said: "He has the ability to summon you at any time, how powerful it is!"

"Uh, old man, what secrets does Tingen have now? There are shallow and deep levels. He said that he needs your consent before he can trade."

"It means you don't have enough to repay the price."

Palles said, "Tingen's secret, well - I can probably guess part of what's going on, but it's not something you should know. Don't ask, I won't answer."

"Will it endanger us?"

"It depends on how big your 'we' range is."

After Pales finished speaking, Leonard stopped responding no matter how he spoke.

Leonard thought quickly, and then realized the deeper meaning of Pales' words——

Just what he and the old man said.

can.

But it's hard to say about the Nighthawks' companions.

"I will become stronger. Anyway, thank you, old man!"

Pales didn't answer.

In fact, he was thinking about the so-called shallow and deep layers——

Does Tingen have another plan?

If so, what is the state of this hermit? He even knows such a secret.

Has He been watching everything from the shadows?

……

"It's great to have a trumpet. Damn Emperor Russell, you shouldn't underestimate his ability to plagiarize! If it weren't for the trumpet, I would be so embarrassed this time."

Roy cursed secretly.

He realized the benefits of the trumpet——

If there is someone to help talk, you don't have to worry about losing the face of the hermit.

No wonder "The Fool" didn't say anything after that.

but.

The spiritual loss is also great.

A meeting between two people was comparable to the cost of summoning one person at Sequence 9.

In the end, he hurriedly dispersed precisely because his spirituality was about to run out.

He didn't even have time to identify the poison bottle.

"It seems that if you want to hold a stable reading club, you have to wait until Sequence 7 at least. Before that, I can only create an alt account to chat with others."

"But it's much stronger than before."

Roy was lying on the bed.

He did not bring the extraordinary characteristics back to reality.

The Mysterious Palace is safer than reality, where you never have to worry about losing it.

(End of this chapter)