After Charlie and the two official Beyonders left the street, Lumian sat back at the wooden table and mocked himself: "Why did you forget? I shouldn't have read it."
Even if the fortune is the same, he used to think that observing fortune was a very hidden thing and unlikely to be discovered.
Neither Franka, a Sequence 7, nor Roger the Black Scorpion, who is equivalent to a Sequence 7, noticed anything unusual.
As a result, the official Beyonder just now had an obvious reaction!
"Is it because his sequence is much higher than mine, or does he have special abilities, or does he possess corresponding magical items?"
It was difficult for Lumian to make a judgment for the moment. He had not observed an Beyonder higher than Sequence 7, and lacked a comparison object. Whether he was facing the boss Gardner Martin or Mr. K, he was more cautious and did not do it in front of others.
Observe their fortune in front of them.
After writing down the lesson just now, Lumian, who did not need to catch up on sleep, looked through the Aurore witchcraft notes he had copied.
The sun is getting brighter and brighter, and the windows are bright. Even the noisy streets seem to have turned into a golden oil painting. Compared to Backlund, the capital of the Kingdom of Loen, Trier has always had more sunshine. Although there is also pollution,
However, due to the relatively reasonable industrial layout, it does not affect the entire city and mainly exists in the south where there are more factories.
Dongdongdong, someone knocked on the door of room 207 again, but this time, Lumian did not hear any footsteps. He raised his right eyebrow, put away the papers on the table, turned and looked at the door: "Come in
,unlocked the door, Lady Red Boots.”
With a creak, the door opened, and Franca, wearing a women's shirt, off-white trousers, and red boots, walked in. She asked in slight shock: "How did you know it was me?"
Why are these questions exactly the same as Jenna's? Should I say that she is worthy of being an assassin taught by you? Lumian responded quite funny: "Because I have a brain."
"That's not what I said." Franka sat beside Lumian's bed, not being provoked at all.
Lumian chuckled and said, "I really can't think of anyone else who can approach my room and knock on the door politely without me noticing."
Of course, we have to exclude Ms. Magic first. She is not that diligent. It would be nice if she could reply in time.
Lumian thought for a moment and then added: "Has Jenna's problem been solved?"
Franka said "tsk": "You brat, you know things like a god." She acted like a big sister.
"This is a very simple reasoning." Lumian looked disdainful to explain. If Jenna is not out of the potential crisis, how can your Hidden Blade be in the mood to come to me.
Franka laughed twice: "I mean, you can actually guess that the official Beyonder mainly checks whether Jenna and the others are followers of the evil god."
After all, I am closer to the evil god than every evil god believer here. Lumian raised his right hand and patted his left chest gently. He responded with a smile: "This is the rich experience from a wanted criminal."
"You seem very proud?" Franka joked.
Lumian asked curiously: "How do the officials investigate extraordinary people?"
The more he knows, the more confident he will be in avoiding similar investigations in the future.
Franka replied nonchalantly: "Based on Jenna's description, I speculate that the ability of a 'notary public' was used. Each of them signed a letter of guarantee regarding their beliefs, which was witnessed by a notary.
Haha, those who lied were burned by the golden flames, bleeding all over their bodies, and dragged out."
Considering that Lumian is still supplementing his knowledge in the field of occultism, Franka introduced in detail: "The abilities related to notaries are relatively common in Trier and can be encountered in many places, but they are hidden under different disguises.
.”
"Notaries can make contracts with mystical effects. Once both parties to the contract sign their names on a similar contract under the witness of the notary, no one less than a demigod can violate it. Even if a demigod wants to force a breach of contract, he will
It's a big price to pay. For transactions involving millions or even tens of millions of ferkin, both buyers and sellers are willing to pay a sum of money, go to the church, and receive notarization in front of the holy symbol of the 'God of Contract'."
"A guarantee is a special contract."
"The Eternal Sun is also the god of contracts and the guardian of commerce."
It is consistent with the content in Aurore's notes... Lumian then asked: "Has Jenna gone home?"
Franka nodded gently: "She has to go back and catch up on her sleep."
Having said this, Franka looked Lumian up and down: "He's in good spirits. It doesn't look like he hasn't slept all night."
"I'm used to it." Of course Lumian couldn't tell the other person. At six o'clock in the morning, his state would automatically recover. "You are also very energetic."
Franka smiled proudly and said: "I'm used to it too. For people like us, the night is the beginning of the carnival."
If Aurore had said this, words and phrases such as "inspiration", "manuscript", and "quietness of the night" would have definitely flashed through Lumian's mind. But when Franka said this, he could only think of it.
to "Fun Party", "Big Bed" and "Tumble".
Franka didn't notice his slander and said to herself: "The apprenticeship training in Laoge Cage will be suspended for three days. The theater has been temporarily taken over by the Police Headquarters. The daily performances will remain as usual so as not to affect the congressional election. Well, but it will
Adjust the repertoire, after all the heroines of some dramas are missing."
"Charlotte and Maples are gone?" Lumian asked. Although when Charlie left with the official Beyonder, he guessed that Susanna Matisse had not been completely purified, but he heard Franka
After the description, he was still a little disappointed.
Franka nodded: "Besides them, there are two other people missing, one is the real Ev and the other is Rose. Among the remaining actors and apprentices, seven of them have converted to the Mother Tree of Desire and were found out.
, but none of them seem to have received any gifts.”
The gifted ones have run away, and the pure believers have been abandoned? To them, believers are just consumables?
Lumian sneered secretly and told Franka that Charlie was suspected of leaving with the official Beyonder.
Franka sighed softly: "For him, this is the best result. We can't protect him every day."
"Although the official Beyonders can't, they can arrange for Charlie to live in a relatively safe place until the Susanna Mattis matter is truly over."
"In comparison, you are more dangerous. Didn't you say that Susanna Matisse has a grudge against you? The obsession of evil spirits is quite strong."
Just in time to try Mr. K's finger... Lumian muttered silently, indicating that he would pay attention.
He remembered something and asked at the beginning: "Do you know why our Savoyard Party supports Hugues Artois?"
Franka smiled: "If I figure this out, I won't be in the Savoy Party."
Uh... Is this the main purpose of her joining the Savoyard Party? Lumian's thoughts were busy and he thought a lot.
At this time, Franca stretched, stood up, and said to him: "We really hope to get the old Pigeon Cage Theater at a low price, but we may have to face the hatred of those 'stingy guys'.
But you have nothing to be afraid of. Well, I will go to Quanshui Street to discuss with Gardner and solve my own problem by the way."
"What's the problem?" Lumian was a little confused.
Franka smiled and replied: "Although the desire provoked by Rentas was suppressed by the smelling salts of the occult, my body is still a little restless. When I think back to the feeling at that time, I feel empty, longing for satisfaction and catharsis, and you can't
Help me, I have no choice but to find my real lover. How come you...have no influence at all?"
There are indeed residual effects, but it will be fine after six o'clock in the morning. Lumian curled his lips and said: "My will is stronger than yours."
Franka sneered, walked to the door, and left room 207.
Looking at her back, Lumian fell into deep thought: Has Franka become the boss's mistress, or has the boss become Franka's lover? Is Franca responsible for satisfying the boss, or is the boss responsible for satisfying Franka?
When it was almost noon, Charlie returned to the Golden Rooster Hotel, put all his few belongings into the suitcase, and carried it down the stairs. After meeting Lumian on the second floor, he looked around and pressed
The voice said: "I have a new job and have to move somewhere else. After a while, I should be able to go back to the bar in the basement to drink."
Lumian smiled and said: "Sounds good." If Susanna Matisse's problem is truly solved, Charlie's fate will be changed.
Charlie was also very happy. He thought about it and said: "I can't tell you many things, but when the critical moment comes, I will try to hint you."
He saw Charles's wanted notice in the Inquisition located under the St. Robles Church and recognized his friend, but he did not tell Deacon Francois.
What did you mean? Why did Charlie suddenly feel that he could be useful? His new job was closely related to the official Beyonders, and he could obtain a lot of information? Lumian quickly made some guesses.
He smiled and said: "You should live a good life first and then think about other things. In a few weeks, I might leave the market area!"
The subtext of these two sentences is, do your job well and don't even think about passing on information. Unless it really puts my life in danger, don't try!
As for whether Charlie understood it, Lumian was not sure. After all, this guy's brain was not very good.
After spending an afternoon at the Breeze Ballroom, Lumian put on a gray-blue worker's uniform and a dark blue peaked cap, took a public carriage and arrived at the Cobblestone Street of the Botanical Garden. According to his agreement with Louis Lund, Pualis
Madam will respond to the request for a meeting by tonight.
Arriving at the lobby of Apartment No. 9, Lumian opened the mailbox in Room 302 and found that there were only some flyers inside.
The letter hasn't arrived yet? Lumian suppressed his anxiety and planned to wait across the street from Apartment No. 9.
As soon as he walked out of the lobby, went down the stairs, and came to the roadside, he saw a brown four-wheel carriage approaching from a short distance and stopped in front of him.
The man driving the car had black hair and blue eyes. He was wearing dark red clothes, yellow trousers, a waxed hat, and a white tie. He was none other than Louis Lund.
The next second, the door of the four-wheeled carriage opened silently, and a female figure sat vaguely inside.