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

Chapter 5 Black Iron Bar
"I didn't expect that the first person would be her."

"After dragging people up and putting on some disguises, my spiritual energy is consumed a bit quickly. With my ability, I'm afraid I can't support two people online at the same time."

Roy reviewed the situation just now in the mysterious hall.

Forsi is known as the "salted fish".

If some news is given to her for free, the guy will never know the struggle, only the debt can drive her to activity.

and.

He wants to establish the rule of "knowledge for knowledge"——

Even now there are only three or four solitary volumes in the hall.

"Hidden Sage, give me some strength and instill more knowledge. I can bear it!"

Roy sighed.

He needs to become stronger so that he can further master and use the abilities of the Mysterious Palace——

The current mysterious palace is far from its ultimate state.

To play the role of a secret peeper, you must first read to understand and master more mysterious knowledge.

At this moment, his head felt a twinge of pain.

to the limit.

Going back to reality.

Roy looked at the night outside and thought of the book he had read at Guna's place.

Those are the teachings of the Church of Steam and some deeper knowledge.

such as--

The ability of a generalist.

The universal power of the church, the status of the seven righteous churches, etc.

The teacher is really a good teacher.

pity.

Roy couldn't help but sigh softly when he thought of his mysterious palace.

Although he was not sure, he was basically certain that the Mysterious Hall had something to do with that thing, so he and the God of Steam were destined to be enemies.

Even though he is far away from becoming a god now, he still needs to have a basic sense of preparedness.

I have to find a way to leave the Church of Steam.

He looked outside, his mind filled with thoughts.

"Go to sleep, there is only Sequence 9, everything you think about is in vain."

The next day, Roy came downstairs.

A middle-aged woman is cleaning the room.

"Mrs. Traore."

"Mr. Roy, are you going out to find a job today?"

Mrs. Traore looked up and saw Roy wearing a formal suit. He looked very serious, as if he was going to a banquet or interview.

Roy shook his head: "No, I already found a job yesterday and I went to work for the first time today, so I thought I should dress more formally."

"Yes, this is decent, but you should also buy another pocket watch and a cane."

Mrs. Traore looked up and down.

Roy smiled and said, "I'll think about it when I have more money."

"Children who are self-reliant will always be favored by the goddess."

"Ah."

Roy didn't mention that his family was a believer in the God of Steam. After chatting for a while, he said goodbye to the landlady and continued downstairs.

The predecessor's parents were workers in Backlund. Both of them died in an accident. Only the predecessor survived. With the help of the pension, he came to Tingen to study.

From this point of view, joining the Heart of Machinery in the early stage is a relatively good start. At least you can get free magic potions——

The materials for that thing are worth more than 400 gold pounds, plus the formula worth two hundred gold pounds.

If he wants to become a real secret peeper on his own, he really doesn’t know how long it will take to wait until the end of the year. Maybe the Mystery Hall can help him, but it’s just like Klein’s dilemma in the Tarot Club.

As a great being, asking for money is really out of character.

You deserve to be poor and show off.

He sighed, got on the public carriage and headed to the Black Iron Bar.

……

The Black Iron Bar is located to the south.

Roy got here by car, got out of the car, looked around, and understood his future work——

Monitor messages and detect suspicious persons.

Because this is the area closest to the Evil Dragon Bar within the jurisdiction of the Church of Steam, there are relatively many special groups. “It’s better than working in a church.”

Roy chuckled to himself.

Then he pressed his hat and walked into the bar.

When he arrived at the stage, he finally waited until all the guests had taken their drinks and left before he sat down in his seat.

The person who manages the front desk is a little girl.

She has slightly curly flaxen hair, regular facial features, and a well-coordinated and good-looking face. Although she has a few small freckles, she still looks good overall.

The little girl said with a smile: "Sir, what kind of wine would you like?"

"I was introduced here by Harlan and said there was a job here for me."

Roy reported his origin.

The little girl's smile faltered slightly, then she pointed to the right and said, "You can go up the stairs over there. Go up there and turn left. The third door is our boss's office."

"Thank you."

Roy thanked him with a salute, turned around and headed upstairs.

Follow the route to the upstairs.

He quickly found the so-called third door.

A brown mahogany door.

dong dong dong.

After knocking gently, not long after, a voice came from inside.

"Drive in yourself."

Kara -

Roy opened the door and went in, only to see an unkempt middle-aged man sitting at the table, tinkering with mechanical objects in his hands, and his face was stained with the oil of those machines.

He glanced at it.

That thing should be some kind of gun, and based on its shape, it looks like a rifle with a bayonet.

Didn't the Emperor create this kind of gun?
Should not be!

After a while, the other party put down the machine, sighed, and then said: "You are a patient young man, okay, introduce yourself."

"Sir, I am Roy Green. I just became a spy yesterday. Mr. Carr asked me to come here."

Roy said.

The other party did not raise his head, and while assembling, he made modifications according to the drawings.

"Lasse Harlan, appraiser."

The other party answered.

Then, he couldn't help sighing and complaining: "It's another secret spy. Can't there be someone who is good at handling close combat? Sorry, kid, I don't mean anything against you. It's just that we are not good at fighting."

"..."

How dare Roy have any objections!
but.

Russell is the outspoken type. Although his words are unpleasant, there is no malicious intent.

Secondly, he didn’t expect “Harlan” to be the shop owner.

Roy thought it was Carl's last name before.

"You go to the basement to find Old Ryan. He is a combat scholar. He will take you through various trainings. Then you can receive guns, bullets and badges. The specific duties will be arranged by Old Ryan."

Russell said he had a headache and waved, "If everything is okay, you can leave. Remember to close the door when you go out."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Roy exited the room and closed the door.

Sequence 7 appraiser.

There is a Sequence 7 in a tavern, and the Heart of Machinery is very generous.

As for the "not good at fighting" mentioned by the old man.

Just listen.

The fighting style of the Heart of Machinery has never been about individual strength.

The extraordinary items distributed by the craftsmen are enough to allow them to easily defeat enemies of the same sequence.

If they have time to arrange, not many organizations can resist the indiscriminate bombardment of the Heart of Machinery. They are the best example of using equipment to crush their opponents.

Upstairs all the way to the basement.

Then, Roy saw an old man in his 50s, wearing a soft hat and holding a book in his hand. He was not very strong and looked more like a gentle scholar.

In front of him, there were two people fighting each other.

The old man would record words in his notes from time to time.

Is this acting?
(End of this chapter)