I'm asking for a friend.

Chapter 60 I'm asking for a friend.

Hobart first bought a military telescope from the mercenary club, and then wrote a letter to Miss Hugh, asking if she still wanted to consult him on extraordinary matters. Whether she did or not, he asked her to come to the law firm the next morning.

After asking the waiter to mail the letter, Hobart prepared to go home early so as not to miss dinner three hours later. When he arrived at the entrance of the club's lobby, he considered whether it would be safer to step down the steps with his left or right leg first.

When choosing a mode of transportation, people worry about whether a horse-drawn carriage will overturn or whether the driver is a psychopathic killer.

"Terrible!" Hobert thought to himself as he boarded the carriage. "I have to give the Hanged Man a bad review. Is this being cautious? This is already considered extremely prudent, isn't it?"

However, Hobert did not remove the ring. He wanted to adapt to the negative effects of the ring as soon as possible, and ideally, he would be able to distinguish whether a cautious thought was genuine caution or a negative effect of the ring as soon as it arose.

So at dinner, Hobart hesitated about whether to pick up the sharp knife, considered which leg to step with first when going up the stairs, and looked back several times when closing the door to make sure his clothes weren't caught.

Back in his room, a weary Hobert sighed: Indeed, gaining new abilities always comes at a price.

The next day, in order to avoid missing his meeting with Hugh and disrupting his plans for the next few days, Hobart arrived at the law firm two hours early, at seven o'clock.

This was an hour earlier than usual, and the firm's doors weren't even open yet.

Looking at the closed doors of the firm, Hobert, who hadn't even had breakfast, twitched his lips and felt the urge to return the goods again.

However, after sitting on the steps in front of the firm and thinking about it, Hobert suddenly realized that his previous urge to argue with people had disappeared. After all, arguing with people could easily lead to getting beaten up, so it was better to be cautious and not say too much.

Thinking about it this way, the ring's negative effects aren't entirely useless.

Okay, okay, let's keep it then, and so it's time to name it.

Hobart suspected that the ring's extraordinary properties must have come from a "fighter" through the "warrior" pathway or a "fighter scholar" through the "mysterious seeker" pathway.

The latter is more likely, because the ring's negative effects are more likely to come from the "provider" of the extraordinary trait, and extraordinary individuals who follow the "warrior" path are not usually so cautious.

Suddenly, an image flashed in Hobart's mind: a soldier hesitating on the battlefield, wondering whether to fire. What if the gun exploded? What if he hurt the enemy? What if the bullet damaged the flowers and plants?

He was still hesitating in the trenches when the enemy had already occupied the position.

The thought of this scene is hilarious.

Because "secret seekers" possess a great deal of knowledge and ritual magic, they are generally filled with awe for the extraordinary world and easily become very cautious.

Therefore, the ring's extraordinary properties are more likely to come from "Fighting Scholar".

Hobart thought that since the ring could turn him into a fighting expert, he might as well call it the "Fighting Ring"!

Then Hobert wondered if he could use his extraordinary abilities to counteract the negative effects of the "Fighting Ring".

To be more specific, it's about the cautious thoughts generated by the Twisting Ring, because it's fighting against negative effects. Regardless of whether the distortion is successful or not, it can roughly distinguish which caution is genuine and which caution stems from negative effects.

This was a good idea, so Hobart used his spirituality to begin fighting against the ring.

He soon discovered that this method was very useful, and it really made it easier to distinguish which effects were negative. Under his distortion, he no longer had to hesitate about trivial matters such as which leg to step with first.

However, the more complex caution has limited effect on distortion, and Hobert's hesitation is still clearly visible. But he can now distinguish which are the negative effects of the "Fighting Ring," which gives him a clear objective when he is fighting against his own cautiousness.

Around nine o'clock, Hugh and Fors arrived at the law firm, where Hobart received them in a small meeting room.

Hobert dragged his chair away from Fors; he always felt that Fors might reach out and open a door in his body, so it was better to stay away from her than to be too careful.

No, no, this is a negative effect of the "Fighting Ring." So, with Hugh and Fors looking at him with some confusion, Hobart dragged the chair back to his original position with a somewhat distorted expression.

Hugh asked with some concern, "Hobert, are you... are you having a leg cramp?"

"No, no," Hobart said with a wry smile. "I just... I just felt the ground was a little uneven."

He quickly changed the subject: "Have you figured out what extraordinary knowledge you want to get from me?"

"Well, the action I mentioned earlier should ideally begin this afternoon. If you haven't made up your minds, you can choose to let me owe you an answer or explanation, or you can choose to let me pay you a reward."

"We've thought it through," Hugh said, glancing at her friend Fors.

"I have a friend," Fors cleared his throat and said, "Yes, I'm asking on behalf of a friend."

"Hmm, why do she hear insane babbling when a blood moon appears?"

Hobart, of course, knew the whole story, and he bluntly exposed, "Your friend is an Extraordinary being on the 'Apprentice' path, isn't he?"

"Ah, ah?" Fors paused for a moment, "Yes, yes."

Hobart asked, feigning ignorance, "Is her last name Abraham?"

"No."

"During the Fourth Age, the Abraham family possessed a relatively complete potion recipe for the 'Apprentice' path," Hobart explained. "However, ever since their ancestor Bethel Abraham disappeared during the War of the Four Emperors, the extraordinary members of this family have been cursed, and every Blood Moon night they hear maddening murmurs."

"I suspect that your 'friend' ingested the extraordinary properties left behind by a member of the Abraham family without any treatment, so even though she is not a member of the Abraham family, she has been cursed by the Abraham family."

Hugh quickly asked, "That's right, your description sounds like I heard it firsthand... just like what my mutual friend and Fors told me! Is there anything we can do?"

"There are two ways," Hobart said.

Hugh was pleasantly surprised; she hadn't expected that Hobart had two solutions to the problem that had been troubling and baffling them!

"But both methods are difficult," Hobart said. "The first method is to find the appropriate magical item to extract your friend's extraordinary properties, and then, after processing, have him ingest those properties again."

"As far as I know, the Abraham family has trained many 'apprentice' extraordinary individuals from outside the family. As long as their extraordinary characteristics are dealt with and they are not members of the Abraham family, they will not suffer the family curse."

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