The familiar sarcasm and the expression without any emptiness made Jenna immediately understand that the Ciel who came was real.
"Fuck! Can't you speak properly?" Jian Na waved the rag in her hand and cursed.
Lumian closed the door with his backhand and said with a smile: "You are quite energetic. You are not crying in fear."
Jenna cautiously looked back out the window to confirm that all those shimmering figures were long gone.
She suppressed the urge to scold Lumian and asked without wasting time: "Why did you come in too?"
While talking, she kept telling herself:
As an adult woman with rich life experience and who has suffered many setbacks, she cannot argue with such an immature minor at such a critical moment!
Lumian glanced at Franka who was sipping red wine at the window, sat on the couch, leaned back comfortably and said, "First, tell me how you got in."
To be honest, he didn't know why he suddenly came to this strange place where the "hotel" was located.
Jian Na still stood by the coffee table, ensuring that she could enter the dummy state at any time.
She told a complete story about being inspired by a dream, coming to the underground to deliver mission items, and getting lucky gold coins.
Lumian did not interrupt, listened attentively, and laughed: "Now I can answer your question just now."
"I was sent here by Mr. Fool to rescue you."
He probably understood the reason why he appeared in Room 207 of the Fake Golden Rooster Hotel after waking up.
"Mr. Fool really sent you here? I don't even know him, his complete honorary name, but I just took the lucky gold coin and prayed for success?" Although Jian Na was so suspicious before, it does not prevent her from still
I feel incredible.
"Of course it's true." Lumian said sincerely.
What he is currently wondering about is another thing: why did Mr. Fool send himself instead of Ms. Magician?
If the person who was pulled into the "hotel" was the "Magician" lady, then the problem would have been easily solved!
This can be explained by the fact that he has the seal of "The Fool" on his body, but Ms. "Magician" is a major arcana card, a core member of the "Tarot Club" who can participate in the meeting before God, and is in the three paths of God controlled by "The Fool"
There will be no shortage of similar imprints, and it should be possible to "assign them from the air".
I'm afraid there is some reason that I don't understand... Lumian thought for a moment and focused on Jenna's description of the world.
He asked in confirmation: "From the appearance, the only difference between this place and reality is the Breeze Ballroom?"
Before, Safaree and Gabriel only mentioned that there was a black hole on Market Avenue. It was possible to escape through it, but it was also very dangerous. They did not specify where it was. Although Lumian had some vague guesses, he could not be sure until Jane.
Na gives her findings.
"I have only explored these nearby streets and less than one-fifth of the Market Avenue." Jenna answered very cautiously, lest Charles make a misjudgment.
She then added: "There are many differences inside. Like here, only the layout of the room and the large furniture are the same as in reality. Other details are also different.
"I doubt, I doubt..."
Lumian looked at Jenna and said before her: "The world in the painting."
"Yes, the world in the painting!" Jenna finally made that vague idea clear.
Combining the "Painter" sequence with the paints and brushes she collected from the mutated monks, she felt that this was an oil painting that only copied part of the streets in the market area and had some kind of supernatural power, called "Hostel"!
This not only made Jenna worried and worried, but also made her feel very magical.
Painting a picture is like creating a world!
"I'm glad you also have this understanding. It's not easy." Lumian joked and said, "The world in this painting is not advanced yet. The oil paintings created by angels of the 'painter' path may actually be a person inside."
There are living things in this world."
Unlike the current picture, many places are full of falsehood.
And what is the purpose of such a painting that is not too high-level?
Without waiting for Jenna to respond, Lumian ordered her: "Go and touch Franca's secret pocket to see if there is a classic silver mirror."
"Why don't you search it yourself? You know what that ancient mirror looks like better than I do." Jian Na suddenly laughed softly, "You're not shy, are you?"
Lumian said with an indifferent expression:
"If you weren't here, then I would search it myself, but since I can order you, why should I tire myself out?"
Jenna gritted her teeth, not daring to waste time, walked to the window and opened the different pockets of the fake Franka.
She quickly came to the conclusion: "There are no ancient mirrors, and many hidden pockets have not been drawn."
Lumian nodded slowly and crossed out plan seven in his mind.
He turned to Jian Na and said, "Try whether the 'Magic Mirror Divination' can be successful."
Jenna, who had experience, knew that Lumian wanted to use this to confirm whether the world in the painting was connected to the spirit world, so as to judge whether his "teleportation" could be successful and whether he could help the two of them leave here, so she took it out of the secret bag
A make-up mirror, and pray to one of the safer interrogators given by Franka.
Not long after, the pre-processing of "Magic Mirror Divination" was completed, and the palm-sized mirror turned gray, but no water shone.
"It failed, but there was something extraordinary." Jenna said with a little doubt.
Lumian nodded lightly and said: "There should be a false spiritual world here. If you turn on 'spiritual vision', you might be able to see a few remnant souls, but this is not connected to the real spiritual world.
Therefore, the existence you are trying to inquire about cannot be found."
In other words, he can "teleport" within the world of the painting, but he cannot leave here.
Lumian put his hand into his pocket, took out Mr. K's finger, and tossed it in front of his eyes.
There was no response, no change at all.
"What is this?" Jenna was startled.
Ciel actually carries a bloody human finger with him!
"A magical item that failed to contact the outside world." Lumian explained perfunctorily.
At the same time, he sighed in his heart: Mr. K’s fingers seemed beautiful, but they could never play their full role.
Most of the time, Lumian doesn't need it. When it is needed, the environment is often special and it is impossible to summon Mr. K through the connection between it and the main body.
Jian Na did not ask further questions, pursed her lips and said, "What should we do next?"
She really couldn't think of any other way to get out of here, so she could only consider starting with the black hole in the Breeze Ballroom, the edge of the world in the painting, and the two fake churches.
Lumian smiled: "Don't worry, I still have five, six, seven or eight plans that I haven't tried yet.
"But before we try them, we need to take a trip to Market Avenue and take a closer look at the black hole that is the Breeze Ballroom."
"Do you want to leave from there?" Jenna asked with a frown.
That seems dangerous.
"This is the last option, but it is also a necessary preparation. I don't want to try other options here but fail. After being discovered by the goblins and blocked by the tenants of the 'hotel', I want to fight but can't get close.
Breeze Ballroom." Lumian stood up and walked towards the door of Apartment 601.
Janna looked out the window again, only to see the sun going west and the goblin servants not coming back.
Then she quickly followed Lumian and went down the stairs.
On the way, she asked thoughtfully:
"Why do those evil god believers create such a painted world to hide the residents of the 'hotel'?"
Lumian replied thoughtfully: "I think this is an incidental purpose. On the whole, it is more like a ritual."
"If you think about it, this place is like a fake market area. There should be only one place like the Breeze Ballroom left without a corresponding place. And I told you before that there are old bones from the Fourth Age under the Breeze Ballroom, and Saint
There is a certain connection with the secrets of the old cemetery of Robles Church, and it is definitely not an accident that it is left blank in the world of the painting.”
"I also think that's the core of the problem." Jenna instinctively wanted to prove that she was not stupid and had similar speculations.
Lumian said thoughtfully as he descended:
"When the change actually occurs, is it possible that such a painted world will temporarily replace some of the streets in the real market district, with only the Breeze Ballroom remaining the same?
"This is to confuse whom and what..."
"In occultism, this represents the application of the 'law of similarity'. If the similarity reaches a certain level, the operation of fakes can reflect reality..."
"They don't want to use this method to unlock the secrets of the Breeze Ballroom and find those old bones from the Fourth Age, right?"
"No, it shouldn't just be for the Bones... They want to open the entrance to Trier in the Fourth Age."
"It's not that simple. The entire seal system has not been destroyed or weakened yet..."
Lumian gradually came up with ideas and felt that he was getting closer to the core plan of this disaster.
If he can finally grasp the truth, it will be an excellent demonstration of the "conspirator's" insight.
Jenna nodded slightly upon hearing this, thinking that Lumian's guess was reasonable.
The two of them exchanged words as they walked out of No. 3, White Coat Street, and their eyes suddenly solidified.
On the road diagonally across the street, a woman wearing a suspender-style loose white skirt was looking at them!
The woman has a beautiful face, slightly curly black hair draped messily on her shoulders, and her blue eyes are quite hollow. Her whole person is both distant and real.
Similar temperament, similar feeling, Lumian and Jenna had seen it in another person.
That's mannequin Safaree, room 12 of the "hostel"!
This is another room in the "hotel", another mannequin? Why does she appear here, as if she is waiting for Jenna and me? Lumian's spirit tensed up for a moment, and he instinctively reached out with his right hand and grabbed Jenna.
shoulders.
At the same time, the beautiful woman smiled in an erratic voice: "It is fate that we meet."