"Hidden Eyes?"

Hearing Niusel's words, Nefertari frowned slightly.

She was a young lady with skin as pale as a stone statue, hair as red as a flame, and a strange life.

Her figure and skin are well maintained, but correspondingly, at a glance, it is impossible to determine her approximate age. The flame-colored glow danced in her eyes, as if a blazing bonfire could be seen through that pupil.

She is one of the "wise men" of the city.

At the same time, he is also a friend of Niussel's childhood.

"Are you sure it's the name?"

"Well, they claim to be here to solve nightmares."

"Spore Mill's nightmare? Are they serious? ”

Nefertari paced around the room twice, his expression slightly serious, and asked Niusel again, "Have you checked it with the edict spell?" ”

"Of course I did, and I did everything that was within my purview. My spell tells me that they are not lying—there is such an organization, and they do belong to this organization. But other than that, I couldn't find anything, and I hadn't heard the name myself. ”

Niusel shrugged helplessly, looking at Nefertari who was moving around the room with some uneasiness, and a dark green light seeped out of his eyes: "That's why I came to you to see if you know more than I do." ”

"It's a pity, Niusel. I've never heard the name either. ”

Nefertari frowned, "But I might have a bit of a thought...... It may be a serious problem. Wait a minute, I'm going to do an experiment. ”

"-What? Nefi, what do you think of? ”

Niusel's eyes lit up, and he asked as he chased after Nefer Tully's ass.

"Don't get so close to me - you're stepping on my shoes, idiot! Now, bring me the bucket of True Worms in the basement, and I'll do a ritual to test my guess. ”

Looking at Niusel, who was running around with his head like a big dog, stepping on his shoes, Nefertari felt his blood pressure rise in an instant.

"Do you want to take them all? Or take one? ”

"There's only one for the ceremony, but how are you going to take it out?"

“…… How to take it out? ”

Niusel asked, following Nefertari's words.

The woman grinned suddenly, felt a little pain in her brain for a moment, and added helplessly: "So don't take it out!" Bring me all the buckets! ”

"Oh, you would have said that and it would have been over."

The brown-haired, strong, and handsome Overseer Niusel nodded and ran to Nefertari's basement.

Neferta pressed her temple a few times, trying to calm her emotions.

Niusel is good everywhere. I've got a pretty smart brain, but I don't usually need to ......

She quickly set up the ceremonial arena with crystal powder—a six-pointed star formed by two triangles overlapping. And the polished citrine fragments were taken out, and one crystal, two and three crystals were placed on the three tops of the six-pointed star at two o'clock, six o'clock and ten o'clock, and three light sources were placed behind the citrine.

"It's this bucket, isn't it?"

Niusel came up with a small oak barrel and said with some trouble: "I have only seen this 'barrel'......"

It is said to be a barrel, but it is actually the size of a can of beer.

It had been submerged in ice water, so it was a bit wet.

Before handing it to Nefertari, he graciously picked up the cotton cloth on the table and wiped down the damp, cold barrel.

"Well, you just look at it, you don't have to go out. But don't bother me. ”

Nefertari warned, "It's a ritual to connect directly with the Mysterious Lady - from now on, don't make a noise until I say yes." ”

Uh-huh, uh-huh.

Niusel nodded silently and watched intently as Nefertari performed the ceremony.

Nefertari shook her head helplessly and placed the bucket in the corner of the table.

She opened the lid of the bucket, revealing the white, translucent worms inside, numbering about a dozen.

It looks like a child's ring finger - as the temperature gradually returns to normal, these 'true knowledge insects' with a layer of frost on the epidermis also begin to slowly shake their bodies and slowly regain their activity.

Using a glass-like vessel that resembles a wine grape, Neferta raised three worms. and carefully poured it in the middle of the ritual arena.

This is a monster called "Shinchi Worm".

In ancient times, ritual masters believed that if someone suddenly fell into the enchantment of studying or reading, they were generally parasitized by the worm of true knowledge.

When they come into contact with the flesh of a living being, they immediately turn into transparent spirits and become one with them; And if they come into contact with any metal, they will become very fragile...... It is the kind of thing that can be lifted with metal chopsticks and split in half with a shake of the hand.

The higher the temperature, the more active and restless they become, turning into transparent spirits; When the ambient temperature is low enough, they become solid. This is also the reason why the ancient people understood that "why the brain is not good when it is hot".

Of course, the current ritual masters already knew that the previous perception of the True Knowledge Worm was incorrect.

Or rather, the relationship is reversed.

It is not because of "being parasitized by the worm of true knowledge" that there is a demonic quest for knowledge, but that the desire for knowledge is refined and manifested by the ritual, and there is a "worm of true knowledge". Once this "desire for knowledge" is extracted, it will disappear along with the "original intention of wanting to know". Unless you get up again because of something, you won't be able to study your skills and learn knowledge again, and you'll become a half-wreck.

For various reasons, the ritual of "Activation Extraction: Worms" has been widely circulated, but until now, only the Underground Federation has been able to produce Worms in large quantities.

Because there are the most intelligent people in the world who are willing to study, read, and strive to become "wise people".

There are also the "smart people" who are willing to "sell themselves" in exchange for money at most.

Whether it is passive looting or active trafficking, the Underground Federation will have a large number of Truth Worms for export every year.

It is true that the wise man is the founder of the underground federation.

But at the same time...... Not all wise men are willing to give their wisdom to others.

Wise men don't kill.

That's not a "mystery".

But some wise people don't want more than one wise man in their city.

They will set up rituals to directly rob others of their wisdom, or give them curses, make their minds deteriorate, or rob them of their "curiosity", and even some wise people will give each other too much a happy life, invite them to eat, drink, and have fun - according to different personalities, the methods of wise men are also different.

However, even wise men who don't make their own "True Knowledge Worms" will inevitably buy some True Knowledge Worms from others.

Whether it's using the true knowledge worm on yourself, let yourself study hard for a while; Or use the True Worm for rituals and gain short-lived prophetic spell abilities, which are all very practical "consumables".

Yes, consumables.

In the free underground federation, trafficking relations are also quite free.

In the hands of these "wise men" who are proficient in various rituals, whether it is lifespan, health, wisdom, strength, a part of the body, such common things...... So much so that intellectual curiosity, someone's love for oneself, one's ability to master a certain language, a beautiful face, a moving singing voice, and even an ethereal destiny can all be freely transferred through various rituals.

Can be transferred...... This means that it can be sold.

Being able to make a formal deal means that the act itself will also be protected and supervised by the Silver Sir.

It is precisely because of this that in the underground federation where everything can be sold and anything can be bought.

Only "taxes" are absolutely unavoidable.

This is not a tax to pay to a "king" who does not exist.

It is to make the silver jue recognize as a "transaction" through "taxation".

— not plunder.