As a programmer who has experienced the Internet era, Martin deeply understands what "there are many people and the power is great".

Especially when looking for knowledge.

His ability to investigate alone is limited, but now he can ask Devik for advice!

Maybe they have some understanding of "Pale Poems".

However, after talking to the bartender, Martin did not let him go directly.

"The boss has guests, please wait a moment."

The bartender explained in a low voice.

Martin nodded. It seemed that he had come by accident and just ran into Devik to greet other customers.

A memory emerges.

That was less than two months after Martin arrived in Faralinburg, and was secretly asking where there was a place for selling spiritual materials. After a few twists and turns, he found the Golden Lion Tavern.

When I came to the Golden Lion Tavern for the second time, I met another customer.

That was also a guest who had made layers of disguise.

Wearing a heavy windbreaker that doesn't fit, with something on your shoulders, making people unable to see their true figure.

However, after seeing Martin, he took the initiative to tell him the contact information between the ritualist.

He seemed very sure that Martin was with him, so he took the risk of getting in touch.

Mr. Okki.

It's the code name of that person.

A ritualist with rich knowledge of ritual studies.

Most of the time, the information in the newspaper comes from him.

One-third of the more than ten rituals Martin mastered came from Mr. Oqué's free professor.

Martin was also very curious about the abnormalities in the Light Realm.

Maybe these knowledgeable ritualists who have studied the scriptures in their past lives can know some inside information.

Moreover, in terms of understanding the evil gods, ritualists are also one of the best.

After all, when they conduct rituals, they must be careful to avoid those synonyms that may point to evil gods.

So, maybe some of them happened to know the Pale Goddess...

While drinking cheap wine, Martin waited silently for the previous customer to leave.

Just as the glass of red wine reached the bottom, a woman came out of a room on the second floor.

A woman with a face hidden in the shadow of a hood.

Although she was wearing a robe, Martin judged this from the figure she showed slightly when she walked.

And, the figure is absolutely good...

Martin vaguely saw a pair of dark green eyes.

After a while, the bartender came over and notified Martin: "Sir, you can go up. The second floor is on the right side of the second floor, the boss is waiting for you."

Martin looked back and the woman's back disappeared into the night.

She must be the previous customer...

In the room, Devik saw Martin walking in, wrinkled and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

Martin made his point to express his purpose: "I want to ask you to find out some news."

Devik's face darkened, staring at Martin and said, "Although our corona asks you, don't think you can instruct us to do things!"

Martin obviously did not expect the other party to react so much, and suddenly realized that he seemed a little abrupt.

He quickly explained: "It's not just work, it's not just work. Don't you have intelligence transactions? I can pay, just help collect relevant information!"

Devik leaned against the back of the chair, holding his pipe in his mouth, and his fingers were pounding regularly on the table.

After a moment of silence, he said lightly: "The charges for intelligence are not cheap, there is no fixed price, and usually float between ten gold coins and one hundred gold coins."

"Can you accept it?"

Martin felt a little painful when he heard this number.

However, he nodded and took out the corona mark.

"Yes! That... can you get a discount if you have this?"

Devik's pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly regretted leaving this mark.

A few minutes later, Martin felt a little relieved when he left.

Because the fifty gold coins she carried with her had been left with Devik.

Devik himself did not know about the information about the Pale Goddess, but he promised to help collect it.

As for the information about the quill, Martin didn't dare to say it out. After all, what can alarm the temple is definitely not an ordinary thing.

Extraordinary items in the space system have the ability to travel through space.

He didn't dare to bet on his value in the eyes of the corona on the quill.

Originally, dealing with people like Devik is no less than seeking a skin with a tiger, and you must be very cautious.

Since this is the case, I can only investigate it slowly by myself.

The first time the quill appears, there are several symbols on it.

One of them already knows that symbolizes space, what does the other two mean?

Maybe... I can start from this aspect.

On the way home, Martin bought two bags of white bread and a box of milkshakes.

I was not in the mood to cook today, so I could only use bread to make do with it.

Whenever this time, he misses the days of class very much.

At least I can have a hearty lunch at the Earl's house.

Occasionally, the Count would take the initiative to invite him to have a richer dinner.

Even at noon today, Martin thought about going to the Earl's house for lunch.

However, he still needs some shame.

I stopped halfway, found a restaurant on the street, and solved it casually...

Most of the restaurants in this world serve middle and lower classes, and good chefs are at home of truly rich people.

Therefore, the food in the restaurant can only be considered decent and can be eaten and filled.

He opened the door in an unknown tune. Just as he stepped into the room, he was suddenly shocked!

Someone has come to the room.

Moreover, that person hasn't left yet!

The reason why this is confirmed is that there is a very simple ceremony in his house.

Spiritual growth!

The effect of this ritual is also very simple, making him more sensitive and his facial features and spirituality are strengthened.

Be able to detect more subtle spiritual changes.

It was originally used to help you complete difficult rituals.

Now... Martin, with the amplification effect, felt a different aura in the room from him!

Has his identity as a ritualist been exposed?

wrong!

If it was really exposed, the extraordinary people in the temple should have rushed into the library long ago and would not have waited until they come back.

Martin's mind was turning very quickly, but his hands did not stop.

While entering the door, he was secretly wary.

The fluorescent light was lit up and the living room immediately became brighter.

The fluorescent lamp is luminous phosphor. This thing is produced in the South China Sea. The light emitted is slightly green and the brightness is pretty good, but it needs to be replaced every once in a while.

The living room was illuminated, and Martin glanced at it with the action of turning on the lights.

No one?

Hidden in the bedroom?

Or the basement has been discovered!

Martin felt nervous, but he didn't show it.

Looking at the familiar environment, Martin turned around as if nothing had happened, took off his bag and hung it at the door.

Suddenly, a trace of bloody smell drifted into his nose.
To be continued...