"Teacher ......"

"Heh, I'm not your teacher, I can only be your guide."

In front of the hospital bed, Lawrence was already angry and pale.

His days were numbered.

In fact, it would have been a great will to sustain it until now, if it weren't for Furth......

Lawrence looked at the ceiling, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"Furth, don't be sad for me, my life may have come to an end, but my knowledge and thoughts will continue to be passed on through you, which is my greatest luck."

He seemed to regain some strength, and with a sparkle in his eyes, he stood up and looked at Folth with a smile.

"Child, I have one last wish, can you help me make it happen?"

"What wish?"

Forthth stopped his emotions and avoided showing a sad expression—

The old man himself was so happy, she shouldn't use such emotions to influence the other party, and let Lawrence leave peacefully.

Lawrence smiled.

"I was born into the family of Abraham, a family that was once great and is now sad."

"I thought I might die in my family's cemetery, but now I think I'm more likely to die in this hotel."

His expression was very calm, and he faced death very calmly.

And then.

He took out a book.

Not a book to be exact, but a palm-sized notebook with a patina casing that looks very old.

On its cover is a passage written in the Guphosak language.

"I came, I saw, I recorded."

Lawrence inhales.

He placed the notebook on the quilt beside his hand, very close to Forthth.

"Forthth, can you help me get it to Port Prieze?"

"Plitz Port is not far away, you can even go back and forth on the same day by steam train, I will definitely help you deliver it."

Furth replied solemnly.

Lawrence breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled, "Forth, you don't need to take my body home after I die. ”

"My corpse will dissect the glowing object, that is the extraordinary property of the Sequence 7 astrologer, you take it with the ashes and notes to Pritz Harbor, look for ......"

Lawrence babbled on and on, and finally, he laughed, "Dorian will help you become an astrologer, and he will teach you to become a real astrologer." ”

"No, Mr. Lawrence, I don't want anything, you've helped me enough."

Furth said sincerely.

For the past three or four weeks, she has relied on Lawrence's knowledge to get through every study session with ease.

And that's not all.

Lawrence's teaching complemented her understanding of apprentices and master tricksters, and she is now a very qualified master of tricks.

And.

She has finished digesting.

As long as the potion is in place, you can immediately take the potion and become an astrologer.

Even so, she still didn't have the idea of watching the astrologer, like that......

It's cruel.

She thought to herself.

Lawrence shook his head.

"Don't shirk, Forthth, you're a good boy, and you're going to be able to go a long way on this path."

"It's an astrologer's divination."

He smiled, then sat up with difficulty and looked out the door.

"Furth, can you pour me a glass of water?" Suddenly I was a little thirsty. ”

"Of course."

With tears in her eyes, Furth got up to pour the water from her glass, but when she reached the door, she suddenly felt something and turned her head suddenly.

There was a strong spiritual fluctuation in the room.

She didn't go in immediately, but closed the door, stopped outside the door with the kettle, and didn't go anywhere.

She realized what the other person was thinking.

As the Abrahamic family, "curses" are something that cannot be avoided.

Lawrence was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of becoming such a terrible monster, so he chose to kill himself when he was dying.

This is the last dignity of a rational, intelligent person.

Foirth looked out through the window of the hallway, and a waning moon happened to hang over the window.

Mr. Hermit, can the curse of House Abraham be lifted?

……

The solution is definitely possible, but Mr. Hermit definitely can't do it now.

At this moment, the hermit is busy learning about the life of "Egger White", who was born in the Vorsack Empire.

As a result, he was taller, had blonde hair, and did not look like a scholar at all.

Roy needs to understand the other person's life and grasp the other person's behavior habits deeply and thoroughly.

Like what.

He likes to read, walks relatively quickly, likes to drink jasmine tea, etc.

After a day of careful study, Roy basically mastered Iger White's habits.

His new identity is that of a scholar who has come to Beckland for exchange work, serving as a librarian.

The place of work is none other than the Hilston District Library.

This is the result of Roy's request.

It was a place where the spies gathered, and he was going to sneak in to have a look, so he asked for an extraordinary object to cover himself.

……

Hilston Library.

A burly man with blond hair in his right hand and a bag got out of the car and walked into the library with very fast steps.

At the front desk, a chestnut-haired woman immediately stood up and looked at the strong man in front of her with some pressure.

"Hello sir, do you need any help?"

"I'm Egger White, a scholar from Lemberg."

Roy took out his identification papers.

The other party took it and looked at it, then looked up in a little disbelief, and after checking the photo, a smile appeared on her face.

"Welcome, Mr. Egger, I've been informed of your arrival."

"Hehe, I understand, it's hard for anyone to believe that a scholar can be so tall, and to be honest, many times I want to be shorter."

Roy chuckled.

The lady at the front desk covered her mouth and chuckled, "Indeed, but your figure is very much in line with what I know about the people of Fusak." ”

"Fursack isn't all tall either, just mostly taller."

Roy smiled, "There are studies that prove that this is related to our eating habits and living environment, and the book "Folsack Humanities Research" is recorded, if you are interested, you can take a look." ”

"Thank you, I will."

The other party sincerely thanked him, and then reported his name.

Her name is Jennifer Mara.

The front desk guide of the library is responsible for answering visitors' questions, introducing where books are stored, and so on.

The book that Roy says does exist.

As far as she remembers, it seems to be on bookshelf 14 on the fourth floor......

The other party can casually say the name of the book, which shows that she really likes to read and is erudite, and she sincerely admires it from the bottom of her heart.

Later, she chatted with the other party a few more times, and found that the gentleman did speak with a Lenberg accent.

The knowledge shown by the other party is far beyond her imagination.

"Are there many scholars like you in Lemberg?"

"A lot."

Roy smiled and nodded, "Over there is the sanctuary of the great god of knowledge and wisdom, the temple of knowledge. ”

As he spoke, he drew a prayer gesture of the Church of Knowledge on his chest.

Jennifer gave a look of yearning.

"I hope to go to Lenburg one day."

"If you're going to Lemburg, be sure to tell me and I'll take you to a couple of iconic places."

Roy smiled.

Through the eye of voyeurism, he can determine that the other party is not an extraordinary person, just an ordinary person who is quite eager for knowledge.

Of course.

Through the observation of dress, perfume and other habits, this Miss Jennifer's background should not be bad, and she uses all high-end goods.

She shouldn't be short of money.

If not, she might not have been able to get into the library to take a job.

It's boring, but this kind of work is not something anyone can get.

Roy talked to her for a while, and probably figured out the situation.

His job is simple.

Correcting books with mistakes, and secondly, helping some readers who have doubts -

The latter is paid.

Equivalent to a paid consultant?

That's how Roy understands it.

He looked upstairs and said, "Then where am I supposed to work?" ”

"There's going to be a bulletin board on each floor, and you can be on any floor of the library, but you need to be able to see the bulletin board."

Jennifer explained.

Roy bowed: "I see, do you have any other literary advisors in our library?" ”

"Yes, Mr. Costa is good at history and Mr. Lumondo is good at languages......"

Jennifer is like a family.

Roy listened quietly, memorizing each name, especially history and language—

The voyeur is good at memorization, can master a lot of language and historical knowledge, and often plays the identity of these two subjects.

Costa.

Lumondo.

Go back and focus on two goals.

Under Jennifer's leadership, he quickly adapted to his current role and work, and began to wander around the library, eventually finding a place to sit on the first floor.

This is just in time to see the bulletin board on the first floor.

He took a book from the shelf and began to watch and read quietly.

Title of the book –

"Beckland in the Fog".

In the Hilston district above the mouth, it is difficult to appreciate the content of the text, but as a person living in the South District, he can appreciate it very well......

Roy perused and enjoyed the silence.

This is a book about the industrial development of Beckland, which tells the story of the former Beckland.

The book is new.

According to Rune's edition rules, it should have been published only in recent years, and Roy felt that the article was written by the pen of the Conservative Party.

He had been writing for a while and was about to put it back.

"The former Tasok River flows quietly through the whole ...... of Beckland"

A low voice sounded in front of him.

Roy looked up.

An old man walked up to him.

According to the etheric observation, the other party's body is not very good.

But it's normal.

He's old.

It's normal to be in such a state at such an age.

What the other party said was exactly one sentence in the book.

"Sir, have you read this book?"

"Yes, he wrote it very well and reminded me of the old Beckland."

The old man sat down across from him, an old book in his hand.

He coughed slightly.

Then, he looked out the window and sighed: "The sky used to be blue, but now, everyone often talks about the weather when they go out......"

"It's the price of industry."

Roy is not good to rate.

He had experienced something similar in his previous life.

Industry and capital will produce such a situation, and it is very difficult to contain it, and it needs to be contained from the top down.

But.

Rune's Upper ......

That person who is aspiring to become the "Black Emperor", how can he have time to care about these things.

"You see it that way, too?"

"You know me?"

Roy had a smile on his face.

The other party nodded slightly: "I saw your message on the bulletin board, Egger White, a learned scholar from Lemburg. ”

Roy sighed: "The development of industry and capital will evolve into such evil consequences, which was expected by Russell the Great back then. ”

The old man was slightly stunned, and then bowed his head: "It turns out that Russell the Great has thought of it a long time ago?" ”

"He's the Creator, as intelligent as he is, how could he not know? I've read a lot of books about it, and Russell introduced some policies to try to curb it, but then gave up. ”

After Roy finished speaking, he smiled slightly, "Old man, look first, I'm out of company." ”

The old man nodded lightly and did not speak.

Roy put the book back on the shelves and went to the rest of the area.

The other party is certainly not a simple "enthusiast", maybe a Conservative, maybe the author of the book.

But.

Rune's problem is not something that a scholar can solve.

Fools can't.

The same is true for hermits.

This is not a problem that can be solved by one person, otherwise Russell would not have just worried that his "creation" would become a breeding ground for evil gods.

In the evening, he left the library and went to his new lodgings—

As Iger White, Roy resides in Jowood, a dwelling provided by the Bloods.

The air here is a bit stronger than in the South Zone, but it is also quite limited.

In the night, Roy stood on the windowsill and looked out.

Then, he saw a figure walking in the misty moonlight.

Forth Wall.

Where does she live?

Roy was a little surprised.

He watched for a moment, watched Furth go in the other direction along the avenue, and then pondered for a moment.

Forth should have been fully digested.

If you can get the potion of Sequence 7, it will not be a problem to become Sequence 7.

I can't help by myself.

The good thing is that -

The other party already has a guide, otherwise there will be an embarrassing situation where the "hermit" cannot solve the problem.

"Everyone is getting stronger, I have to hurry!"

Roy sighed, then returned to his study and began to prepare a letter to Bernadette.

He planned to negotiate with Bernadette first to book a ceremony for the Three-Eyed Night Raven.

If you can meet the rest of the three-eyed night crows in the future, it will naturally be the best, and if you can't meet them, you can also have a way out.

Prepare with both hands.

After a while, a gust of wind swept through and the letter disappeared without a trace.

Roy removes his mask and enters the temple of mystery.

Recently, he has been working on the "Bug of Time".

Ever since he got the Time Worm, Roy has been pondering its use, racking his brains and researching it in the end, and in the end, it doesn't work very well.

It cannot be crafted into an ordinary, extraordinary object.

Spell......

Yes.

In the original books, Amon's Time Worm can be used to create spells related to the wrong path, but Roy obviously does not have such abilities.

"If Leonard had taken the initiative to find himself, he could have contacted Parles, but alas—"

Leonard didn't ask the hermit for help at all.

Roy doesn't want to take the initiative to seek a deal.

That detracts from the image of the hermit.

He set the Worm aside, glanced at the star map, and was about to return to reality after making sure there was no prayer.

At that moment, a prayer sounded.

From Forth.

(End of chapter)