The effects of digestion are so obvious… What's the difference between this "acting" and the previous one?
After some serious thought, Ebner glanced at the two bulging envelopes on the coffee table and made some connections.
Could it be because of the remuneration? Hmm… It can't be that superficial. This should only be the surface!
I previously speculated that the core of "knowledge" was to spread knowledge to those who urgently needed it… And "knowledge" itself was valuable. The higher the price the person needed it to pay, the more they would value it. They would make full use of it and not let it be easily lost or severed. This should conform to the true essence of "knowledge".
Well, in essence, it was still a matter of asking for the difference in how much the intellectual valued this knowledge. Mr. Macht was very worried about Miss Hazel's situation, so he was extremely eager and determined to obtain the information. He was also willing to pay an extremely high price to understand the truth. After that, he would definitely use this information to achieve his goal… This was probably the reason why his digestion had made clear progress.
At the thought of this, Ebner basically sorted out his thoughts. However, he immediately thought of another problem. The information he had given Mr. Macht was incomplete, and the core secrets were almost never revealed. Even so, it was still considered a successful "acting"…
In other words, I don't need to tell the person who is seeking knowledge everything… I should even have a choice!
After all, the knowledge of this world itself represented danger. If he were to tell someone knowledge that exceeded the limit of the person's endurance, it might very well bring him danger and death… And once he died or because he was afraid of sealing the relevant knowledge, then the knowledge obtained from this request would be meaningless and not conform to the true meaning of "knowledge preservation."
However, it was impossible to say that it was too little. Firstly, it would cause the value of the knowledge to decrease, and it would not be valued by the person seeking it. Secondly, it might arouse the suspicion of the person seeking the knowledge, instead of putting it into practice or using it…
In short, he had to grasp a certain degree! According to the old saying in his previous life, he had to "know the white and protect the black". He had to let those who thirsted for knowledge know the knowledge that he could bear. The other secrets of the exploration would be carried by himself until someone who could bear this knowledge came to seek it and spread it…
It's no wonder Vice Admiral Iceberg would first ask about Gehrman's academic qualifications, knowledge, and grasp of mysticism knowledge before answering the question. This is either a habit she kept when she was a Knowledge Keeper, or it's the acting rules of the Reader Sequence.
Ebner muttered to himself. Based on his intuition, he believed that he had already concluded most of the guidelines for acting as a Knowledge Keeper. The remaining details were better. It didn't matter if he didn't have them. It wouldn't affect his digestion too much.
According to the digestive effects from before, my daily acting together with a few explorations and informations like this incident is enough for me to digest the Knowledge Keeper potion in two to three months. If the secret of another exploration in between is rather large, and the client is able to withstand the relevant knowledge, then my progress should be faster…
At the thought of this, Ebner laughed self-deprecatingly… More secrets? He was afraid that he would not be able to "defend" himself!
Shaking his head to rid himself of these impractical thoughts, Ebner took out the notes from the two envelopes and counted them seriously. Then, he used the Eye of Pure White to analyze the authenticity before nodding in satisfaction. He muttered to himself,
There's a total of three hundred pounds. Mr. Macht is very willing to spend money for his daughter… And from the looks of it, when I really invite Father Utravsky to his house as a guest, I'm afraid I'll have to pay an introduction fee…
After putting away the money, Ebner looked at the sky and realized that the sun was about to set. It was already late to go to the Harvest Church in the south of the Bridge.
I'll go tomorrow afternoon… Tomorrow is also the day that Judy and the others will meet with Witch Lena. I can go and hear the results of the meeting. I can also invite Father Utravsky on behalf of Macht.
Following that, Ebner had a hasty dinner and continued "learning" the Sequence 6 ability that had been analyzed by the Eye of Pure White until a gust of wind suddenly rose from his feet and carried him into the air.
Yes, the first Sequence 6 ability that Ebner learned was the Flight of the Wind-blessed.
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On Sunday afternoon, Ebner, who had successfully escaped the paparazzi's encirclement with his "clown mask", took the subway all the way to Rose Street on the south side of the Bridge.
Pushing open the door to the church, Ebner was surprised to see Father Utravsky and Miss Hazel, who had lost her right arm, one in front of the other, sitting in a chair, one tall and one short. Their fingers were intertwined, their palms empty, placed in front of their mouths and noses.
This was a special prayer position belonging to the Church of Earth Mother.
He had turned this lady into a believer so quickly? She wasn't imprisoned underground… It seemed like the pollution on her body wasn't serious and had already been cleared by Earth Mother… He didn't let her go home just to let her accept the punishment she deserved, right?
With this in mind, he randomly found a seat and sat down. After the prayer ended, he walked in front of Father Utravsky and asked with a smile,
"Father, are Miss Judy and Mr. Cullen back?"
Father Utravsky nodded warmly and smiled. "They would have returned. They were in the room behind the hall."
"Is it convenient for me to see them now?" Ebner glanced at the closed door on the other side of the hall and asked again.
"Go ahead. I think they need some insight from you, too," Father Utravsky said with a smile.
Ebner thanked the priest and nodded to Miss Hazel before heading to the other side of the church hall.
Hazel looked at Ebner's back with a complicated expression. She had already heard everything from the Mandated Punishers and the Forsaken Ones in the past two days. She knew how big of a mistake she had made… She also knew that it was this detective in front of her who had severed her arm to save her life…
She bit her lip and made up her mind. She caught up with Ebner in two or three steps and whispered "thank you" before he realized what she was doing. Then she quickly turned back to the Sacred Emblem and resumed her praying posture.
Ebner was taken aback by her actions, and then he burst into laughter. He thought to himself, "It's not easy for this arrogant lady to say 'thank you' to the person who cut off her arm… Has she improved?"
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At 14 Dakota Street, Witch Lena arrived at the temporary residence that Prince Edessak had arranged for her after meeting with the Forsaken Ones.
Feeling the strength that filled her body once again, she, who had not coughed for a long time, could not help but sigh. "In terms of 'treatment' and 'healing', the Church of Earth Mother is indeed powerful… The medicine that the young lady concocts is much stronger than the chubby Apothecary on Lexington Street! Unfortunately, they still don't trust me and refuse to remove the root of the illness that Ray left behind…"
However, the moment Lena pushed open the door to her bedroom, she realized something was wrong. Apart from the smell left behind by the servants and maids, there was the smell of a stranger.
Lena took Ice Claw and carefully inspected it. Soon, she found a spot in the corner of the room that wasn't very harmonious.
"His breathing quickened after seeing me, but he didn't give me any sense of danger. Is he not targeting me? Could he be a thief?"
Just as Lena thought this, a figure suddenly appeared in the corner. He looked at Leena awkwardly and stuttered, "Miss… Miss Lena, I… I don't mean any harm. I'm here to give you something!"
"Give me something?" Lena's heart stirred, but she didn't let down her guard. Frowning, she asked repeatedly, "Who are you? Who are you working for? And what are you giving me?"
"Ma'am, my… my name is Shoko. I was originally a police officer… I met an old man in my dream. He asked me to give you this invisible necklace…" Shoko moved his gaze away from Lina's face and spoke normally.
At the same time, he recalled the woman in the carriage he met on Duke Avenue. The feeling she gave him was very similar to the woman in front of him.
Upon hearing the old man who had appeared in her dream, Lina's eyes narrowed and suddenly sharpened. She urgently asked, "What else did the old man say?"
"He said that although the ring he gave you last time allowed you to 'luckily' avoid being pursued several times, you still couldn't escape the Demoness'senses… And this necklace can temporarily shield you from the 'mark' she left on your body." Shoko had already heard these words many times in his dreams, so there wasn't the slightest bit of sluggishness in his words.
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In the room behind the Harvest Church, Ebner and the Forsaken One had greeted each other. Just as they were about to ask about the outcome of their meeting with the Demoness, they heard Viscount Cullen say with a smile, "I've already contacted the Tree of Elders' Heart. It's worth 2,100 pounds!"
Ebner was delighted to hear that. He did not care about anything else and quickly calculated his assets.
Back when he was in Darvill, he already had about 800 pounds. In the past few days, he had sold quite a number of charms and Beyonder characteristics. Together with the money, he received from the commission… Well, after deducting the expenses from buying various ingredients in the past month, he currently had about 1,500 pounds in cash.
The gap is 500 pounds… Where should I get the money?
Hmm… I remember that in the novel, Danitz made it very clear where his assets were when he was giving his last words… Should I borrow some first?