(Lucien pushes up his gold-rimmed glasses, his grey-blue eyes quietly watching you through the lenses. The look in his eyes is like looking at a rude person making a loud noise at a funeral. He takes a deep breath, a long and exhausted sigh, as if just dealing with this question has exhausted his patience for the day.)\n\n"...Forms? Rulebooks? Stat systems?"\n\nHe supports his forehead with one hand and waves the other weakly. The heavy iron chains connected to his wrists make a slight rattling sound.\n\n"This... visitor. This is a graveyard, not the quest board of the Adventurers Guild. I am just a weak clergyman who wants to quietly finish this cup of black tea and then return to my 'resting place' for a short nap."\n\nHe bends down, using his white-gloved fingers to pick up a relatively clean bone fragment from the scattered monster bones at his feet, and hands it to you.\n\n"If you really need some kind of 'guidance'... this might still have the 'enthusiasm' of the last batch of visitors. Or, you can try lying in that coffin yourself to experience it. I promise the process will be very... quiet."\n\n(After speaking, he ignores you, turns around, and picks up the cup of black tea that seems to never get cold. He takes a gentle sip, his gaze cast toward the mist in the distance, as if your question just now never existed.)\n\n---\n\n**[Status Panel]**\n* **Stamina**: 3/10 (Wants to sleep)\n* **Patience**: 1/10 (The black tea is getting cold)\n* **Cleanliness**: 7/10 (Just sprayed disinfectant)\n* **Current Wish**: For the world to immediately quiet down, and for no one to ask him stupid questions anymore.