Perhaps seeing Freya's dilemma, Hegel didn't talk nonsense and continued.

　　"Each magical item has a different role, the method of use and level is also different, magical items in the hands of ordinary people is not any effect, but because of the magical items above the radiation constantly erode the body, and finally lead to death, but break through the shackles of the human body of the Knight level is able to use their own strong physique to withstand this constantly emitted radiation, but if you want to use it, in addition to knowing the method, you also need to pay a certain amount of life energy and bear the backlash after using it, after all, magical items are not something that mortals use."

　　Freya listened to the information the old man was talking about with a bit of a blank stare, apart from the information about the magical item, she could vaguely hear the old man's familiarity with wizards in these words.

　　‘Then can you tell me how to get rid of the backlash after using it?’ She asked seriously.

　　‘Of course, there are big and small after-effects regarding the use of magical items, and that violent qi sensation in your chest is the slightly more serious one, if you delay for another ten days and half a month, perhaps you will be devoured by your own qi sensation to consume your reasoning, and turn into a murderous machine that only knows how to fight instinctively, until your physical strength is exhausted and you die of exhaustion.’ Hegel gently nodded the round table, calmly said ‘However, if the solution is not without any methods, either you yourself personally dissipate the sense of qi or carry through that period of time when your sanity is devoured by your own will, or find a sorcerer ......’

　　‘......’

　　Freya frowned slightly, the first method, dispersing one's own chi sense was equivalent to personally nullifying oneself and still never recovering, which was undoubtedly something she didn't want, but the second...

　　She raised her head abruptly, her eyes burning as she stared at the old man in front of her and said.

　　‘Since you said these two methods, and looking at your attitude I think you can help me out... or maybe you are...’

　　‘You are very smart!’ Hegel laughed and exclaimed. ‘However, you guessed wrong, I'm not a sorcerer, I'm just an ordinary administrator, just an ordinary person who happens to know something about sorcerers.’

　　Hearing the old man's words, she brightened up.

　　‘So, you can really help me...?’

　　Hegel waved his hand, interrupting her following words and continued.

　　"I can help you get rid of the aftereffects, but... as an equivalent exchange... It's not as simple as asking you questions before."

　　‘...Then what do you want this time?’ Freya suppressed the joy in her heart and said with a somewhat grave look in her eyes.

　　Hegel seemed to appreciate the serious expression on the young girl's face in front of him, and after a long time, he straightened up, bowing the building's body with a mysterious and inscrutable feeling under the pale yellow candlelight.

　　‘I'm a person who greatly appreciates young people who are good at learning, the price I ask for is... you read all the books in the entire library within half a year and memorise them, how about it, can you do it?’

　　‘Half a year?’ Freya made a somewhat distressed look on her face, but in her heart she was slightly delighted, with her current unforgettable IQ, this price was simply for nothing.

　　‘If you accept it, I can now help you temporarily suppress the qi sensation and the energy particles that you are interfering with your vision, but it will still take some time if you want to completely get rid of what's inside, have you considered it?’ Hegel looked at the somewhat distressed young girl in front of him, and he deliberately relaxed some of his requirements.

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　　‘Okay, no problem!’ Hearing this, there was almost no hesitation, and she agreed in one bite.

　　"...... ’I didn't expect Freya to be distressed just now, but now she actually answered so dryly, somewhat causing him to freeze, but then he looked at the young girl with a confident face, and immediately understood that the expression just now was feigned.

　　‘Well, seeing that you're so confident, I hope it's not faked either.’ He just laughed at Freya's little cleverness, then said ‘Then, for now, I'll help you clear your sight... first.’

　　As he spoke, Hegel walked over to Freya and extended his right index finger.

　　In Freya's line of sight, that one plain and ordinary finger suddenly lit up with a green glow, and a cacophony of murmurs reached her ears from nowhere.

　　And the old man's unhurried speed actually gave her the illusion of being unable to avoid it, and she could only stare straight at that finger pointing at her forehead, a drop of cold sweat running down her temples.

　　‘’Clang!‘’

　　A roar like the clash of gold and iron resounded in her brain.

　　As if in a trance, the coloured particles that had been annoying her for a long, long time within her line of sight seemed to have been blown away by a hurricane, disappearing without a trace in less than a moment.

　　‘It's...’ she gently opened her mouth and looked at the old man, wanting to say thank you, but it was as if a sudden wave of exhaustion in her body immediately invaded her brain.

　　In her last sight, she saw that the old man's gaze facing her had an inexplicable flavour of hopefulness to it, as if it was the look the Baron had faced her with on his way out.

　　It was too late to think too much, and darkness followed.

　　Hegel retracted his fingers, and a sickly blush appeared on his pale face, and he looked at the young girl who had closed her eyes and fallen into a deep sleep, with some complicated emotions in his heart.

　　".... I didn't expect that after so many years would be in such a remote place like the giant dragon harbour would meet, I don't know if it's your luck or mine...’ he murmured to himself.

　　Freyja, who didn't know how long she had been sleeping, slightly opened her eyes.

　　The sudden clarity of vision made her freeze, and she rubbed her eyes in some disbelief, still with a clear picture.

　　This was like the feeling of having been nearsighted by a thousand degrees suddenly waking up with better vision, leaving her entire being in an unbelievable mood.

　　‘You're awake?’ Sitting on the sofa, Hegel put down a thick book in his hands and raised his eyes to look at the pocket watch in his hands ‘Well, half an hour earlier than expected.’

　　Seeing the old man's slightly worse face, Freya immediately stood up from the sofa and solemnly bowed.

　　‘Thank you!’

　　With the information he had stated about the magical item, it was undoubtedly a troublesome thing to get rid of the after-effects of using it, but the old man in front of her, no matter what his purpose was, but in the end, he had temporarily cured her.

　　Hegel did not reject Freya's curtsy, but nodded in satisfaction, waiting for her to straighten up and said.

　　‘I just cleared the things in your sight, but the feeling of qi in your chest can't be solved in a day or two... In the meantime, just come here as usual.’

　　After saying this, Hegel's somewhat sickly face, again, seemed to get a little worse as he waved his hand, signalling that Freya could get out.

　　‘Well, I know!’

　　Knowing that the old man was in need of rest right now, she knowingly didn't ask for more details on how to cure the after-effects before sleeping, but instead picked up the round bowler hat on the side of the sofa and put it on her head.

　　With a final deep look at the old man still sitting on the sofa, she turned to leave.