Gary is gone.

Today, he is indeed packing his things, and it is true that he is going to tackle the legal industry-

This is the direction chosen by many descendants of nobles who are unable to inherit the title.

The same goes for Gary.

As the second son in the family, he could not inherit the title, and from the beginning of the university he embarked on the route arranged by Viscount Zabia.

Law was the major his father had arranged.

"Sir."

"Huh?"

Roy sat in the study and noticed that Tilly hadn't left yet, looking like he wanted to say something.

He turned back.

"Something?"

"Yes, is that nobleman really reliable? What do you say...... Can you stop him? ”

Tilly hesitated, as if pondering the words.

Roy laughed, "You think I'm fooling him?" ”

Tilly nodded slightly.

Roy shook his head and said, "You don't know lawyers, they are language experts themselves, and they are the best at catching loopholes and weaknesses." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Lies can deceive for a while, but they can't deceive a lifetime, and what I say is true."

Roy said, "It is indeed my goal to overthrow the Morse asceticism and change the surroundings to make them more in line with my own wishes. ”

"I see."

Tilly was slightly ashamed.

Born as a thief, she had a hard time believing these things.

"How's it going?"

Roy asked.

Tilly's expression became serious, and she pulled out a booklet.

Roy took it.

It's a ledger with her expenses and income written on it.

Presently......

The income was sixty pounds 12 soles, and a few pennies.

"After understanding divination, I will usually screen the information I have collected for divination, or secondary identification, and there will be less news from you."

Tilly explained, "I'm here today to deliver this news. ”

She carefully took a piece of paper from her waist.

Roy took it.

This is a portrait.

Portrait of a middle-aged man of about forty years old, dressed in a robe and a silk hat, also resembles the dress of a scholar.

"I couldn't tell him the truth, so I kept an eye on him."

Tilly was slightly excited, and then pulled out another map, which depicted the detailed geography of the Southern District and its surroundings.

Roy smiled, "You also drew a map?" ”

"I gave those guys a little training, and it was a teaching material that I adapted myself."

Tilly smirked, "Well, his range of activity is in this area. ”

She started from the Bridge District, followed the South District, Hewan Avenue and went all the way to the West District.

Roy narrowed slightly.

Western.

It seems that—

The Morse Ascetic Society does have a gathering place in the West End, but I don't know where it is.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Watch, but be careful, he may have a higher sequence than you, and divination may not be useful, but may mislead your decision-making." ”

"I understand, and I have discovered, that many times the results of divination may not be accurate, especially under the influence of supernatural factors."

Tilly said.

Roy thought for a moment and said, "Now that you have mastered the use of spirituality and ritual magic, if you see him again, pass me the message, the spell is ......"

He repeated Nina's spell, and then said her request.

Tilly was surprised at first, then immediately nodded—

For there are messengers like that.

Once again, she marveled at the wonders of the mysterious world.

After Tilly left, Roy smiled.

At present, the decision to train Tilly to become a soothsayer is right, one more soothsayer can filter out a lot of useless information, and most of the people in his hands now are related to the extraordinary.

Effortless, effortless.

"Morse Penance, huh-"

Roy chuckled and took out the materials to continue his research.

Now, he was not studying the extraordinary properties of the Bishop of the Rose, but the extraordinary properties of a hermit.

Yes.

Through the Temple of Mystery, Roy has stripped it from the extraordinary properties of the Rose Bishop, and he wants to try to manipulate the shadows through the extraordinary properties of the Hermit Monk to unleash the shadow sorcery.

Shadows are also part of the forces of nature.

In addition, Roy's understanding of shadows is relatively deep-

The concealment of the Hidden Ring is actually a manifestation of the power of shadows, but the usage is not as varied as that of the Hermit.

I'm working on it.

Roy sat up suddenly.

A crimson glow engulfed him, and then ......

A voice was reprinted.

"Dear Mr. Fool, my people have investigated that Lanerus and his subordinates are haunted at the junction of the Bridge District and the Eastern District."

Voices of Justice.

Seemingly.

Hugh made progress on his side.

Roy remembers the situation in that area in his mind.

Still pointing to the docks.

"It seems that Lanerus is not willing to be replaced, and is making various attempts."

"He's a talent, too."

"It's a pity ......"

Roy shook his head.

Such talents are still counted.

Too dangerous.

He prayed solemnly, and recited the name of the fool with his mouth.

Subsequently—

"Dear Mr. Fool, thank you Miss Justice for helping to gather information, and the gratuity can be deducted from the arrears."

"In addition, I already have a general understanding of the matter of Lanewes, please ask Miss Justice's subordinates not to collect it again."

"He's in extreme danger right now."

……

Above the gray mist, Crane was waiting for a reply, and then Roy's voice was heard.

"Please ask Miss Justice's men to stop collecting it."

"He's in extreme danger right now!"

？？

Am I missing something?

Crane looked confused.

Roy, why haven't you seen you for a few days, your news is almost to the point where you have collected all the information of Lanerys, so that people don't want to collect it anymore?

Also, where exactly is he dangerous?

Don't be an enriddler!

Klein sighed helplessly, and then intercepted the clip and sent it directly to Miss Justice, while he pondered on the gray mist.

Extremely dangerous.

Let Roy comment like this, it is obvious that Lanlius has undergone a terrible change.

Don't?

Klein's eyes widened, and he thought of a possibility.

There was a divine contamination of the true Creator in Langus, which they knew in their time in Tingen, and now ......

Let Roy evaluate it as "extremely dangerous", maybe the other party has gone further and further on the path of God's descent.

Lanerus is the true carrier of the gods!

Klein sat in his seat, and then couldn't help but laugh.

"Lanrius."

"Okay."

"Excellent! You'd better not die too soon! ”

……

Lanlius.

To be honest, after arriving in Beckland, Roy basically didn't pay much attention to the situation on his side.

Before, Bernadette was concerned, and he didn't need to risk observing it.

And now.

Bernadette is even less likely to give up.

If Roy guessed correctly, the current Bernadette should have seen Lanerus as the key to promotion.

I just don't know how she's going to lay it out.

Roy pondered for a moment, then took out the letter and began to write, then chanted Bernadette's messenger spell.

After a gust of wind, the letter disappeared without a trace.

He went into the bathroom to take a shower, and when he came out, there was already an extra letter on it.

The letter was short-lived.

"Got it."

"I'll let you know when it's time."

Roy burns the letters.

It seems that everything is still under Bernadette's control.

Judging from the behavior and movements of Lanerus, he should be trying hard to alert the Orthodox Church in the outside world now, hoping that the people in the church will find him.

Then, with the help of his ability, the divinity in his body was stripped and killed, and he was like a golden cicada to come out of his shell.

Did Bernadette help cover it up?

Roy pondered the possibilities, then shook his head, refrained from making unwarranted guesses, and sat down to continue studying the extraordinary properties of the hermit.

Shadow Hunter ......

He recalls what he saw about the "Shadow Hunters" at the Steam Church, and then tries to construct witchcraft symbols in his head.

Entering the temple of mystery, after repeated attempts, he discovers a form of unleashing witchcraft.

He looked outside.

The sun is setting, it is already night, and the street is full of shadows under the light of the street lights, which is the best place for experiments.

Roy walked out the door in an overcoat.

In the shadowy alley beside the street, he covered his whole body with a roll of his coat, grasped the extraordinary properties of "hermit" in his hands, and spat out two words in the ancient Hermetian language.

"Shadows!"

In an instant, the shadows around him enveloped him, enveloping his coat and turning it into a part of the shadows.

Roy understood.

Witchcraft succeeded!

Because he felt the feedback of the potion.

The Extraordinary trait does aid in casting.

In fact.

Thinking about it, Roy found that this was normal, it could even be used to make extraordinary items that could be used by humans, why couldn't it be used as a sorcery material?

It's just that everyone didn't think about it before.

On the way home, Roy was thoughtful.

For example, Newton discovered the force of gravity.

Was he the first to get hit on the head by an apple?

Apparently not.

The same goes for Extraordinary Trait casting.

"Many times, the conventions of ancient times tend to limit one's vision and thinking, and to study witchcraft is to learn to break the conventions."

Especially on the material.

At this moment, he experienced obvious digestion, and then there was a peculiar feeling-

The wizard's potion is completely digested!

Roy exhaled.

Next, there is only one thing left.

Material!

"The bark of the Philosopher's Tree has Elder Lovia, and it should be safe to get it, and Bernardette promised to help me get some other things, and the brain can be sold to me at a market price."

"It's just bark."

Roy thought about it, ascended to the mysterious hall, and summoned the star map.

Then, with the help of the connection between the star map and Lovia, he sensed Lovia's state.

She's not doing well.

Roy frowned, and after thinking for a moment, he returned to reality to retrieve some of the materials, and then used his power to arrange the spiritual strengthening ritual in the mysterious hall.

In the next moment, the connection between him and Lovia strengthened.

The effect of the spiritual enhancement ritual slowly dispersed from the hall, stabilizing Lovia's spirit and the connection between them.

At this moment, Lovia is walking alone in the forest.

……

"A shepherd?"

"What are you doing here, this is not the place for you!"

Terrible voices and whispers echoed in the forest, and it knew the language of giants, as well as the sequence of Lovia.

Lovia knows.

This is a warning from the Mad Dryad—

It doesn't want to re-enter on its own.

Lovia looked up, her expression serious.

"I need your bark and sap, and if you give it to me, I'll let you go."

“……”

The Mad Dryad was silent.

A spiritual brilliance appeared on Lovia's body, and a phantom three or four meters tall appeared, which was covered with traces of decay and was full of "degenerate" power.

This is a real demon!

Then, her figure accelerated sharply and rushed into the forest.

The demons in her indulged in flames and lava, destroying the eerie forest rooted in darkness, and the branches, evil spirits, and monsters in the flames swooped down on her.

And that's not all.

A tree let out a loud scream, and then its branches stretched out, and the bark reflected images and messages.

Then, an evil spirit was released from the bark of the tree.

It let out a terrible roar,

This is......

Lovia froze, then covered her head in sudden pain.

It's -

The voice of the Creator!

No.

It seemed to be just a fragment and a roar, but she felt as if it was right in front of her, and in a trance, there seemed to be some kind of connection.

In the midst of her pain, a spiritual connection enveloped her, and then—

All the whispers seemed to be cut off.

Her spirit instantly returned to normal.

Luo Wei was surprised, and suddenly realized in her heart-

His Excellency the Hermit is watching him!

She quickly drew a plausible prayer gesture, ignoring whether she was blaspheming the two gods, and she was one with the movements of the demon on her body.

Then, Lovia immediately ran to the right.

Twigs pierced from beneath the ground, piercing her previous position like spears.

But.

That's all there is to it.

In the next moment, a ghost rider appeared on Lovia's body.

His form is not very consistent, but ......

At least you can swing a sword!

Lovia wields an illusory greatsword.

When the sword slashed through the tree, all the shadows and evil spirits around it disappeared.

She stared intently.

On the bark of the tree in front of me, strange and mysterious lines appeared, and it was constantly changing the picture, and it seemed to be full of pictures and knowledge that it had witnessed.

Lovia was silent for a few seconds, then cut off its bark and took its sap from the bottle until it ran dry.

"Thank you, Your Excellency the Hermit!"

She gestured silently.

……

"It's dangerous."

"It's so strong!"

Cold sweat broke out on Roy's forehead.

At that moment, he first cut off the whispering of the evil spirit, but then there was not only a whisper, but also an eye from the darkness.

He had a guess.

That may be the true Creator.

He saw Lovia, so He saw Himself.

"That's right."

"It's good that the other party didn't really make a move, otherwise I would definitely not be an opponent, so I could only give up Luovia."

Roy sighed.

But.

Lovia was originally a believer in the true Creator, but for some peculiar reasons, she has only recently gradually leaned towards herself.

Real creations are mainly angry, and there's really nothing wrong with that.

Roy coughed lightly, reined in his spirituality, and thought about the follow-up.

Due to the success of the spiritual strengthening ritual, the connection between him and Luo Wei has not been severed, and he can faintly sense the current situation of the other party.

Of course.

And on the shelves, the stacks of babbling that quickly increased.

It was the roar of the true Creator.

Roy sat in his chair, trying not to look at the bookshelf—

As long as you don't look at it, you won't think about how angry the true Creator is at the moment.

He said secretly in his heart.

At this moment, Lovia packed up her things and cleaned up the surrounding battlefield.

In addition to the Crazy Treants, there are other beasts in this area, and while they are terrifying, they are also food to try for Silver City.

Roy maintained the ritual, shutting out the whispers around her all the way.

Until......

Lovia saw the crowd.

She saw Waite. Silmon.

Waite held his broadsword and watched warily as she emerged from the darkness.

Lovia dragged her prey and said gently, "I'm Lovia Tiffany, and I've hunted the target." ”

Waite looked back at the team and said, "What did you get?" ”

"The bark of the mad dryad."

She whispered.

This is a message that only she, the Chief, and Elder Waite know.

Waite nodded slightly, but still said, "You are on guard and guarding the periphery." ”

"Understood."

Lovia was unimpressed.

In Silver City, everyone is on guard against madness, and the lonely people ......

It is often the most susceptible to accidents.

What happened before, she is also still apprehensive now, if it weren't for Mr. Hermit's protection, she might have encountered a problem now.

If that's the case......

Not to mention the weakening of Silver City's strength, everyone still has to bear the terrible consequences of their own madness.

Luckily, nothing happened.

OK.

Behind him, Mr. Hermit helps.

She exhaled slowly, and then she heard the whispers again, but they were not as strong and terrible as they had been heard in the wilderness.

……

"It worked."

Roy let out a long sigh of relief.

The bark of his own Tree of the Philosophers is in hand.

Oh, and tree sap.

The sap of the Philosopher's Tree is only a secondary ingredient, but according to Roy, it should be a good spellcasting ingredient.

Lovia took a lot.

In this case, I can exchange more with her.

Roy thought about how to negotiate with Lovia in the future, so that this transaction could land safely, and-

In order to make a deal, he must teach Lovia his sacrificial rituals.

"I've been offended anyway."

"No matter what the outcome is, it will not be worse than now."

Roy rejoices in his suffering.

It would be difficult for the outside world to find the bark of the Philosopher's Tree, otherwise Mr. Hyde would not have been searching for materials to this day.

Maybe Roy was lucky enough to get it at the Tarot meeting.

But.

That'......

I don't know when.

Roy can't afford to wait.

There are risks that must be taken.

After making sure that Lovia was safe and didn't call out to himself, Roy sent a message.

He had to go to sleep and rest.

On the one hand, it is to restore spirituality, and on the other hand, the time difference between them and them is slightly different from reality, and they will return to Silver City after the lightning "day" has passed.

I don't have much time to rest.

……

"An eye for the future."

"The ruler of the Temple of Mystery."

"The embodiment of knowledge and spiritual numbers."

Luo Wei felt the information directly in her mind, and her heart suddenly burst with joy, and a gentle smile couldn't help but appear on her face.

She looked back at her prey, and the expressions of those team members, she was even more happy.

Maybe.

In the near future, after getting food from the outside world, everyone will no longer have to work so hard and take risks, and Silver City will no longer have to experience such terrible madness.

(End of chapter)