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

Chapter 48 Crazy!Contamination from the True Creator
Halls Street.

The carriage stopped at a corner.

Leonard opened the curtain and whispered: "Roy, let's observe here."

"Where is 19 Halls Street?"

Roy asked.

Luo Yao glanced outside and pointed to a corner opposite the window.

"That's the three floors over there."

"Let me see."

Roy took out the telescope, turned away from her, and adjusted the angle so that he could see the house.

The curtains were drawn, making it difficult to see clearly.

He put down the telescope and said in Gufusac: "Our target is that house. There are suspicious people on the five floors to the right. That's where you mainly supervise."

"it is good."

The owl nodded, and then quickly flew out of the window, flying higher and higher in the farther direction, until it was high in the sky and flew to the area pointed by Roy.

"What a smart owl!"

Luo Yao couldn't help but praise.

Roy nodded slightly——

Able to speak, communicate, and think.

It even actively wants to sign a contract with itself.

This level of wisdom and spirituality is considered to be very high among creatures in the spiritual world. Could it be that they are high-sequence beings with two paths: the voyeur and the generalist?

Or……

Like Reinette, it is not an adjacent sequence, but it senses its own difference and specialness, and hopes to use itself to help achieve a certain purpose.

Roy took out his demon-hunting pistol and filled it with demon-hunting bullets one by one, while thinking about the possible origins of the owl.

If it weren't for others, he would have wanted to enter the mysterious palace directly.

but.

You can use divination first.

He held the pendant in his left hand and said silently: "This spiritual owl is friendly to me."

Seven times in a row.

The pendant turns clockwise.

Roy frowned and continued to divine.

"There is danger inside 19 Halls Street."

Clockwise again, but not much.

There is danger, but not much?
This divination cannot be trusted.

Still the same problem.

Without enough information, divination cannot be completely accurate.

He tried various words to describe it, but without exception, there was danger, but it was very small.

"How about it?"

"Let's take it one step at a time. At least the danger of entering House 19 is not great. It should be relatively smooth. It's hard to say what will happen after that."

"Then I will continue."

Leonard urged the horse on.

After passing the corner, Roy saw the five-story building——

It is three suites away from House No. 19.

Behind is a large manor.

There is a plaque underneath.

"Halls Club."

"That house is a famous club for rich people, where there is food, drink, prostitution, gambling and all kinds of businesses."

Luo Yao introduced.

Roy watched for a while. There were indeed many people inside. It was impossible to tell who was good and who was bad just by looking.

He put down the binoculars.

"arrive."

Leonard jumped from the front, "Roy."

"it is good."

Roy opened the door and followed.

When he arrived at the house, Leonard knocked on the door lightly. After a while, he knocked on the door again and said, "Hello, I'm from the Chavas Counter."

"Hello--"

"Stop knocking and rush in."

Roy kicked open the door, holding a gun in his right hand and a fighting dagger in his left hand, and rushed in with three steps at a time.

Then, he heard a faint voice coming from above.

"Praise be to the great Creator!"

"Praise you!!"

Roy rushed forward, but unknowingly, he had fallen behind Leonard——

In terms of direct combat, the Midnight Poet is stronger, not to mention that there is an old man on the other side. If you don't handle this kind of thing, how can you do it yourself?
You only need to be responsible for coordinating and observing.On the second floor, the sound was clearly coming from the room on the left.

Roy pointed to the left and whispered: "Be careful, there is strong spirituality escaping from it. I'm afraid the other party has performed some kind of ritual or hidden method."

"it is good."

Leonard looked serious.

He also holds various weapons and is ready to fight at any time. He raises his foot to kick the door——

Roy's spirit jumped wildly, and his eyes stung.

His mind went blank. At this moment, he suddenly shouted: "Don't kick the door!"

"what?"

Leonard was puzzled, but immediately stopped.

but.

There was a squeaking sound.

The door opened automatically!
An old man with his face covered in blood and fleshy residue stood behind the door with a ferocious smile on his face.

Roy closed his eyes the moment he opened the door.

"He's not right!"

"..."

The corners of Leonard's mouth twitched, and he fired two shots without even needing to say anything.

Something is wrong?
Needless to say!
The old man who opened the door and prayed was none other than Sirius Arepis.

Contrary to expectations, there was no ritual magic at all in the house, but there was a pile of bones with teeth marks on them.

There are traces of ritual magic all over the room.

The ritual was weird and terrifying, exuding a strange and crazy aura, as if it was connected to some kind of terrifying existence.

The followers of the evil god are indeed lunatics!

His spirit was beating wildly and he didn't dare to observe with his spiritual vision. With a glance from the corner of his eye, Roy closed his eyes directly.

what's the situation?
Is this madman arranging a divine descending ceremony?
He immediately said: "My spiritual intuition tells me that one look at it will drive me crazy."

Leonard was distraught.

How to fight this?
The next moment, he chanted: "Whenever the sun sets in the west, dewdrops fill the breasts of dusk..."

As the poem played, Roy felt a sense of calm.

This is poetry to soothe the spirit!
He threw the gun back.

"This is a demon hunting pistol that can be enchanted with spirituality."

"it is good."

Frye caught it and fired two shots, accurately hitting Sirius's heart.

but.

Sirius slanted his body to avoid the vital point, and the two shots hit his arm, but the other party showed no fear at all and roared in strange and terrifying language.

This language carries the power of filth. It is just a few words, but it sounds like thunder to the ears of others, carrying the power of madness and terror.

Roy restrained his spirituality to protect himself.

however.

For Frye and Luo Yao, these two Sequence 9s, even with the help of poetry, it was of no avail. They simply could not stop the horrific erosion of obscene words.

Roy lowered his head, looked directly at the ground, and glanced around with his peripheral vision——

He just thought of a way.

Do not look directly.

Don't look at it yourself, just look at the ground, as long as it doesn't hinder you from walking or fighting.

If you close your eyes and wait for the result, it would be okay if there are no external enemies, but if there are external enemies...

They all have to die!
but.

The poison powder bottle is useless.

There was something wrong with the other party, as if he was crazy. The poisonous powder bottle was not very toxic, so he used it to point out that the other party would not fall down and he would not be able to hold it up.

As for the babbling spell.

I'm afraid it won't have much effect.

Roy frowned.

What a coincidence.

This thing is really weird. There is a high probability that the script worked, and this time it was directed at me.

It's really not safe to get close to the Nighthawks.

Even though he hasn't touched the core yet, the other party is already a little unable to hold himself back.

but.

Roy has no regrets.

The other party had already targeted the Church of Steam and frequently deployed manpower to deal with them. Perhaps the purpose was to contain the power of the Mechanical Heart and prevent them from helping the Nighthawks.

As long as you are in Tingen and there is a certain threat, the other party will make arrangements.

What Admissor saw might be the arranged future.

He was already in the game.

(End of this chapter)