Edward finished speaking, put on his hat, picked up his cane, and walked out. "I'm going out for a while."
Trier Cathedral.
Roselle sat quietly in the dim quiet room, placing the ingredients into a glass beaker one after another. Once they had bubbled and merged into a transparent liquid, he gently exhaled, then raised the beaker of potion and tipped his head back to drink it.
The icy liquid slid down his throat into his stomach as soon as it entered his mouth, then dispersed almost instantly, absorbed by his body-
There was not the slightest discomfort or reaction. He knew clearly that he had successfully advanced to Sequence 6 Artisan (Machinery Expert). After quickly absorbing the stream of information brought by his advancement, Roselle opened his eyes and murmured:
"I finally have the ability to make that Mysterious Silver Medallion that caused me to transmigrate."
This way, perhaps I can figure out the real reason I transmigrated!
At this thought, Roselle quickly left the quiet room and thanked the Archbishop who had been "standing guard" for him. "Thank you, Your Excellency the Saint."
"You're welcome."
The Archbishop of Trier Cathedral was a middle-aged man whose hair and beard looked black. A monocle hung from his ear, and his overall bearing had something of a solid, dependable researcher about it.
"By the way, that stick..."
Since it might involve a transmigrator, Roselle had only said that a Beyonder who had broken into his home had left it behind, hoping the Archbishop could discover its dangers and origins.
"Some Beyonder ability may have been used on this wooden stick before, but now it is merely an ordinary stick. I'm sorry, I couldn't find any useful information."
"I see. Then perhaps that Beyonder was playing a joke on me."
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