I am an Eldritch Entity-Chapter 245: Getting information about current situation

Eryndor didn't plan to use his Cognitive Scrying so early, but he immediately changed that decision when he was almost about to reject the thin man because he thought of a few things.

I don't know Clarence's relationship with this fellow.

I don't know how Clarence talks with this man.

About his offer to buy my armor, what if Clarence had agreed to it beforehand?

What if he hadn't?

What if he makes this offer everytime and Clarence rejects him in a certain way?

If I end up rejecting him in a different way than Clarence then however low, it might create some doubts.

There were also a few more things which made him not hesitate to use his abilities.

One was that the man before him couldn't be the person who could sense Spatial Sight, because well, he wouldn't be in such dire straits right?

Since he couldn't sense Spatial Sight, he couldn't be strong. He very likely shouldn't be able to detect his Cognitive Scrying.

Would a truly strong man be at the entrance trying to buy broken armor like a low class merchant or trader?

As to why he made the connection that the man who could sense Spatial Sight would be strong? Because how Dr. Kirchoff specially looked towards the building and spoke in a serious tone as if to warn him.

Would he do so much if it was some random kid who could sense his Spatial Sight?

Maybe he was reading too much into it, but it wouldn't hurt being cautious.

Then there was the fact that cautiousness wasn't the only thing he should pay attention to.

That was akin to always being on the backfoot.

At times, after assessing the risks, one had to take bold calculated gambles in order to secure advantage for oneself.

It was the same thing here, only after considering everything did Eryndor decide to be bold and straight up used his Cognitive Scrying.

Reading the memories didn't take much time, but he still only glanced at a few parts before cancelling his ability.

All in all, from the time the thin man finished his sentence to the point where Eryndor was done reading the memories, it only took a couple seconds.

Eryndor first deliberately heaved a sigh, as if to portray that his lack of immediate response was due to his extreme exhaustion, then he raised his chin and answered.

"Taryon, don't you get sick of always giving such ridiculous offers?

"It's reasonable to try it on newbies but I've been here for a couple years now, you'll never get anything for me for so cheap.

"Make it four hundred spirit coins and I will agree."

The thin man gazed at him in disdain when he heard the ridiculous counter offer.

"I can buy new armor with that money, why would I want your broken one?"

Eryndor didn't reply to him but shook his head and entered the big door. That was how Clarence would have reacted as well.

Apparently, Taryon wasn't someone important or significant.

He would make ridiculous offers to everyone passing by, and since Clarence frequently took missions, causing him to enter and exit the main building constantly, he was a rather regular member of Taryon's 'harassment'.

It wasn't as if it never worked though, rich heirs and scions of big families from the central land who weren't familiar with the value of things often fell prey to his scams.

Sometimes people also had a change of mind and did things they normally wouldn't. This often happened when they were seriously injured or got plenty of good stuff in their mission.

This was a training camp, or using the terms of Earth, it was an Academy.

That's all the information I was able to dig out in that short span.

Just this small bit, the basic layout of the building and how Clarence reacts to Taryon.

Eryndor knew he couldn't take too much time, so that was all he could do.

Even though time went extremely slowly in the mind, Taryon was anticipating a response in the outside world, and in that situation every moment counted.

It was different when two people were walking in silence, in that situation Eryndor could've taken all the time in the world to get plenty of information.

A pity I couldn't think of it sooner.

Eryndor shook his head and went towards the mission hall in the distance.

No worries, I can always use it again.

Even though he wasn't outside and had truly entered the main building, he wasn't that afraid of using his abilities.

Eryndor knew that innate abilities were only awakened in Earth's humanity.

People from Outer Domains had no way of awakening them.

There was a very low chance of something like ability sensors being used here in the training camp where youngsters came to train and grow.

If they didn't even have abilities then what was the point of using ability sensors?

If they did indeed have abilities, then sensors could've been installed for safety purposes, law enforcement and so on.

But since Outer Domains couldn't awaken abilities, if anything, they might only exist in extremely important locations to guard against spies of humanity.

I don't even know if something like ability sensors exist. I am just making an educated guess out of cautiousness here.

As he walked toward the mission hall, he silently used his Cognitive Scrying again to invade the mind of a random student.

It was only for a brief moment.

After he finished doing so, he looked around, and realized that nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

So there really is nothing like an ability sensor, at least here in this area.

Eryndor had long known about the fact that his Energy of Consciousness never leaked when he used his abilities.

People were never able to guess that he was using an ability because there was never a fluctuation of Energy of Consciousness. So he was also confident in this regard that he wouldn't be sensed through some sensor which detected Energy of Consciousness.

With no more worries in his heart, he let go of any inhibitions and used Cognitive Scrying on people who he thought looked like students.

He still wasn't ready to take a risk to use it on someone who looked older, they might be more powerful and even have some treasures which might detect him.

By the time he reached the mission hall, Eryndor almost knew how this place worked.

This was a training camp, where young people arrived from everywhere.

Contrary to the Earth's Academy though, there were more than one training camps in the entire Cultivation Outer Domain.

The one he was currently at was number sixteenth.

Some training camps were at the edges, while some were in the center of the Outer Domain.

Instead of students, the youngsters coming to learn here were called disciples.

The professors were called masters.

Back on Earth, those who had awakened innate abilities were granted free access to the Academy, but here, you had to pay to enter the training camps.

But that was all. Paying to enter the training camp only granted you access to the mission hall.

If you wanted to further attend a lecture of some master, you had to pay for it as well. This time with the local currency.

Food? Living quarters? Pay for it.

Training area? Pay for it.

Looking to enter a tournament? Pay for it.

Spirit coins were the only currency which worked here. Like the credits of the Academy, it was the local currency.

If some naive and innocent rich heir joined this training camp without grasping complete knowledge of how the place worked, they were often hoodwinked at the entrance by people like Taryon into giving them armors in exchange for the 'more important local currency'.

They would later come to know of the trade counters situated in the mission hall itself where you could exchange the items on you for a fair price and not get scammed.

There were a few things which couldn't be bought with spirit coins as well, which included but were not limited to -

Getting accepted as a personal disciple under a master.

Personal disciples were taught much more than the ones who just attended the lectures.

Just like in the Academy, tournaments, where one could show off their capability was a good way to get a master interested in taking you as their personal disciple.

Another thing which couldn't be bought with spirit coins was the forming of teams.

Compared to the Academy, the death toll here during missions was much higher.

If you weren't capable, disciples wouldn't team up with you even if you were willing to fork out money.

Their lives were more precious than money.

The third was potions and pills.

There was only a single alchemist present here, so he was the sole supplier of all the pills and potions.

He didn't have any interest in the local currency of the training camp, nor was he short on actual money.

He would give all sorts of strange tasks which one had to complete if they wanted to get their hands on the potions or pills which they wanted.

Even if there were more things which couldn't be bought with spirit coins, Eryndor wouldn't know because that was all he could get from the memories of a few students around him.

Heading towards a strange desk, he took out a circular badge from the pocket of his robes, the only thing which was on him apart from the clothes, and placed it on a similarly shaped impression.

The badge lit up, and information popped up in his mind.

[Mission to kill a six legged scaled monkey - ongoing - four days left]

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