Franka tried five times, changing five different spirit world creatures, and all of them were summoned successfully, but no spirit world creature was willing to sign a contract with her and become her messenger.
This caused her to suffer a "huge" blow, and she became a little confused, unabashedly showing her loss and frustration.
However, she was still sensible and did not insist on trying to summon all the remaining twenty-four spiritual creatures.
The current situation is very illustrative of the problem: if you can succeed, you will succeed in the first two or three times!
Jenna glanced at the disappointed Franka: "Try again when your rank is higher."
"When the sequence is higher, I might be able to use mirrors and the mirror world to deliver messages, so what else do I need as a messenger?" Franka muttered, "Why wouldn't I be tempted by the charm of the 'witch' and voluntarily become a messenger?
What about the spiritual creatures?”
Lumian smiled and said: "I saw something similar in the previous information on spiritual world creatures. Do you want to give it a try?"
Franka just refused to admit defeat, but in fact she was very clear-headed. After hearing this, she cursed and said: "Forget it, forget it, this kind of spirit world creature must be very dangerous. All she can think about is dragging the 'witch' into the spirit world and sending her away.
Any letter will help me turn my friends into enemies."
Seeing that she calmed down, Anthony Reed, who was also a novice in ritual magic, started his own attempt.
He also tried five times, failed to summon twice, and failed to sign the contract three times.
"It seems that I can't have a messenger for the time being." Anthony smiled slightly bitterly.
This made Franka's mood ease a lot: she was not the only one who failed.
"Which one do you want to summon?" she asked Lumian curiously.
"The coolest one." Lumian re-consecrated the ritual silver dagger with an indifferent expression and created the "spiritual wall" again.
Looking at the burning candle, he took two steps back and alternately said in Ancient Hermetic and Hermetic: "Me!"
"I summon in my name: "The creatures that roam the upper realms, the penitents who awaken from the flames of pain, the friendly people who are tainted by darkness."
This summoning spell is the most unique one among the information Ms. "Magician" gave this time. First of all, it is not a "spirit that travels in the upper world", but a "creature that travels in the upper world", which means that the target is not
It is limited to spirits. Secondly, the descriptions in the next two paragraphs include both encounters and characteristics.
Lumian thought its temperament and style were quite good, so he planned to make it the first to try. Anyway, what he wanted was a messenger, a creature that could travel through the spiritual world, and he didn't care about other situations. In that case, why not choose the best one?
cool?
As the mantra was recited, the candle flame swelled and became dark green, almost black.
The fire grew bigger and bigger, and a figure emerged.
It was a tall "human" wearing clothes similar to the robes of the clergy of the Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun, but in dark black.
His exposed face, neck, and arms seemed to have been burned by flames for a long time, leaving only the bones and a thin layer of charred flesh close to the bones. His eye sockets were completely empty, dark, and filled with dark flames.
Acting as eyes, strange black flames as thick as water remained in many places on his body. They were burning quietly, leaving the spirit in constant pain.
Lumian looked at the "penitent" and asked in ancient Hermetic: "Are you willing to be my messenger?"
The "Confessor" returned to the ancient Fusac language, the source of the languages of the northern continent: "If you are not worried about being implicated by me and slowly slipping into the depths of darkness, then I can help you deliver the message."
Not asking for compensation, but there are hidden dangers? Since Ms. "Magician" has given the information of the "Confessor", it means that I can bear it... Lumi has too many "debts" in occultism to be too lazy to worry
An smiled and said, "It depends on whether you and the darkness can win the tug-of-war."
"No problem, I was mentally prepared for this before I summoned you."
This time, he switched to Ancient Fusac to communicate with the other party. After all, it was quite troublesome to speak so many words in Ancient Hermes, which can leverage the power of nature.
Soon, he drew up the contract and wrote the four occult descriptions representing the witnesses of the underworld.
Under the reflection of the ancient Hermetic words that burned with green flames, Lumian fixed the summoning spell in the form of clauses: "The creature that roams the upper world, the penitent who wakes up from the flames of pain, alone
A messenger belonging to Lumian Lee."
Lumian did not use a code name like Jenna and "Knight of Swords". After all, people who know his messenger may not necessarily know that he is the Minor Arcana card of the "Tarot Club" - this is the self-cultivation of a senior undercover agent, and
It doesn't matter if people know the name Lumian Lee and the corresponding origin.
After writing his name, he saw the tawny parchment flying in front of the "penitent" in black robes.
The "Confessor" signed his name: Bayinfer.
The pale green flames suddenly connected together, turning the contract into ashes and blending into the spiritual world.
"What are you confessing to?" Lumian curiously asked his messenger, "The Confessor" Bayinfer.
Bayinfer did not answer, watching in silence as a black flame as thick as water fell from his body and penetrated into the soil.
Lumian asked several more questions in succession, but the other party remained silent.
"Very well, all barbers should learn from you." Lumian laughed and ended the call.
After he lifted the "spiritual wall", Franka looked over with a sad face: "Successed in one try?"
"It was successful in the first attempt." Lumian showed no joy, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.
"Why, why are Anthony and I not welcomed by the creatures in the spiritual world? Why?" Franka sighed and found it difficult to let go.
I have to say that the "Pleasure Witch" is quite charming. Seeing Franka like this, "Ascetic" Lumian wanted to walk up to her, raise his right hand, and slap her on the forehead.
Makes you want to bully!1
He thought for a moment and said: "I probably understand the reason. Becoming the Little Arcana card of the 'Tarot Club' only increases our probability of success in summoning special spiritual creatures. Even a 'psychiatrist' like Anthony, who is holding a meeting for the first time,
Hasn’t ritual magic been successful several times?”
"But if you want to be favored, recognized or obeyed by special spiritual creatures, you must either have a higher status, have a special path, or have something substantial related to Mr. Fool, for example, Jenna's lucky gold coin, which I have
The power of Mr. Fool."
Speaking of this, Lumian suddenly had an idea:
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If this is the reason, then does the "Sword Knight" who also has a messenger have something similar?
"So that's it!" Franka swept away her decadence and regained her confidence.
It's not that there's something wrong with her, it's just that she's missing some "props"!
She then looked at Jenna, wondering whether to borrow the lucky gold coin to complete the messenger contract.
In the end, Franka gave up this idea, because there is still a big difference in mysticism between "one's own" and "borrowed", and if Jenna gave it directly and gave it back in the future, she was afraid of lack of opportunities.
Can not afford.
Huh... Franka let out a breath and was about to ask Lumian when he planned to leave Trier and how he planned to leave, but she found that her companion was inexplicably silent and looked a little depressed.
"What's wrong?" Franka asked with concern.
"Nothing." Lumian shook his head.
He just suddenly remembered that Aurore once longed to have a messenger.
Anthony glanced at him and said nothing, while Jenna mentioned the request of "Purifier" Deacon Angoulême and asked Lumian if he wanted to sell the "Arrogance Armor" to the official.
Lumian was silent for two seconds, then laughed softly and said, "Let's talk after a while."
Although the "Arrogance Armor" is dangerous, it is also very powerful and can threaten all extraordinary people who have not opened the door to the demigods. If you need to wear it, you will have a chance to kill "Loki" and other "April Fools" core members, Lu
Mian will put it on without hesitation and is willing to bear all the consequences for it.
Before he kills all those bastards, or until his own strength reaches the point where he can no longer use the "Arrogance Armor", Lumian will not give up this sealed artifact because of the danger.
"Okay." Franka asked, "Are you leaving Trier tomorrow? Take a boat, take a steam train, or ask Ms. Magician for the coordinates of the spiritual world and directly 'teleport' there?"
Lumian smiled: "It's all possible. We'll decide tomorrow."
"It depends on what fate has in store."
"How did you learn to talk so much..." Franka muttered.
After bidding farewell to his three companions, Lumian put on the silver-white "Lie" ear clips, adjusted his hair color and appearance, entered the chaotic streets along Market Avenue, and arrived at the underground bar of the Golden Rooster Hotel.
The place seems not to have been affected by last night's disaster. The guests who often come to drink are still sitting in their familiar seats, singing loudly, dancing around the small round table, or playing some gambling games with wine as prizes.
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Charlie, who had put on a black coat, stood on one of the small round tables, waving a beer bottle, and said happily: "You may not know that Charles Dubois and I are friends.
A friend who has had a few drinks is a friend who has experienced life and death together!
"Look, look, his reward amount has been updated to 60,000 ferkin! What a huge amount of money!"
You're quite proud of me... Lumian said "ha", sat down at the bar, and ordered a glass of absinthe.
He listened to the hustle and bustle here, felt the excitement here, and quietly sipped the bitter glass of strong wine.
Boss Pavard Nissen, who was wiping his wine glass, saw a new face and asked with a smile: "You just came to the market area?"
"Yes." Lumian replied in a low voice.
Pavar Nissen said gently: "You look like you have a lot of stories to tell."
Lumian sighed, took a sip of the dreamy "Green Fairy", and laughed at himself: "I am a loser..."