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Chapter 27 The guidance of fate?

When he looked at Lumian again, Butner's eyes were different: this guy's imitation of Gehrman Sparrow and the reckless ignorance he showed seemed to be fake, and he was essentially a cunning and insidious person!

Anyone who believes his performance will suffer a big loss!

Lumian did not continue the topic of making a small fortune from a fraudster. Together with Butner, he carefully inspected the explosion scene and did not miss every detail.

It's a pity that none of the official Beyonders with more reasonable sequence combinations can find clues, let alone the two people who neither know divination nor prophecy.

Butner touched the exquisite stabbing sword slung on his waist and sighed: "I know there will be no gain, but I still can't help but come here to waste time. This is not a question of whether there is a bounty or not. Which adventurer

Don’t you want to become famous overnight?”

It is not necessary to hunt the "Devil Wizard" Boorman to become famous. It is also something that can be shown off by assisting the official extraordinary people to find this wanted criminal whose bounty is close to that of the pirate general.

"Didn't you just say that it was mainly to get some clues in exchange for money?" Lumian asked with a smile.

"This, this is another purpose, an incidental purpose." Butner forcefully defended.

When he finished speaking, he suddenly realized: He never said that the investigation here was mainly to get some clues in exchange for money, he just thought about it in his heart!

Can he read my thoughts, or is he just trying to trick me? Butner looked at Lumian in surprise.

Lumian smiled: "Don't write your thoughts on your face. If you meet the 'audience', you won't even have any secrets."

Butner raised his right hand and touched his face: Is my expression management so bad?

He muttered with some frustration: "The scene has been destroyed like this, and there are no traces left on the surrounding streets. Unless you are blessed by the gods and have enough luck, it is impossible to find clues... Go to a bar?"

Luck... You don't have to rely on good luck to find clues, bad luck can also work... Lumian felt relieved, took out the bandages for the wounds from his pocket, and wrapped them around his eyes without haste.

.

"What are you doing?" Patna-Conté looked confused.

"Bindfolding your eyes and walking around the neighborhood purely by instinct can eliminate all external influences and maximize the luck factor." Lumian said this and chuckled, "Maybe I was really fooled today.

Has luck favored you?"

According to Franka, a walking occult disaster detector like him does not need clues or intelligence. He may directly encounter the person involved just walking on the road.

In this case, he followed the "guidance of fate".

If it succeeds, you can exchange the "Devil Wizard" or related clues for a generous bounty. If it fails, it will be a strong proof that Franka's words are slander!

"Can it still be like this?" Butner had an inexplicable feeling that Louis Berry's mind was not normal.

"You won't lose anything by giving it a try." Lumian, whose eyes were covered with bandages, began to walk to the other side of the street.

After a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

He found that blindfolding had little effect on "hunters."

The road he took when he came here and the scenes he saw when searching for clues just now were clearly left in his mind, and they were neatly arranged according to the specific locations in reality.

In other words, he has a high-definition map of the surrounding neighborhoods in his brain, so accurate that he can reach which store or building by just walking a few steps forward.

Combined with the fact that the "Hunter" still has strong control over the body and direction even when invisible, as well as a keen sense of smell, hearing and other assistance, Lumian's idea of ​​​​walking instinctively and following the guidance of fate cannot become a reality.

After thinking for a while, he began to think endlessly and move forward in this state: "The devil wizard Boorman can escape every time, which means that he has special abilities or items."

"Can he just 'teleport' away like me, or can he change his appearance and height at will like me, or even disguise himself as a person of another gender?"

"No matter what it is, he has done so many bloody and cruel experiments in the past few years without being caught, which shows that he cannot be caught by conventional methods and normal thinking."

"Can you change your mind and let him come out on his own initiative?"

"Well, if we can't find him, we can ask him to come to us."

"What he cares most about is resurrecting his wife Helen. If I can fake a few cases of resurrection or discuss resurrection in some occult gatherings, and give some verifiable occult knowledge in related fields,

This 'devil wizard' will probably follow the clues I left to find him."

"There are two problems with this plan. First, the official Beyonders have probably made similar attempts. Boorman is cautious and careful enough not to be fooled. Second, it takes weeks or even months to arrange and wait. How can I have so many

Time is stuck in Faling Port... I can only say that in the future, when communicating at occult gatherings in different places or bragging in bars, you can occasionally reveal some 'secrets'. If it works, it will be natural. If not, it doesn't matter. This will be real enough.

,Purpose

Sexuality is less explicit”

Lumian was thinking intently, relying on Patna-Conté's support and reminders from time to time to avoid tripping or bumping into him. After he had a complete plan that would take a long time, he stopped.

While taking off the white bandage that covered his eyes, he smiled and said to Butner: "Where is this? My intuition tells me that there may be clues to the 'devil wizard' hidden here."

"It's a very normal street, very normal houses, and the people who live there seem to have money and status." Butner replied helplessly.

Lumian finally saw the sunlight near dusk again.

He first adjusted to the brightness, then his eyes narrowed, and waves rolled in his heart.

He had not visited many streets in Faling Port, and he could count the houses he had entered on one hand. This time, his instinctive walking guided by fate actually led him to a familiar place: Correas Street.

No. 16!

The building next to it with a gray body and brown roof and many sculptures on the outer wall belongs to the big businessman Fidel Guerra. Lumian just ordered the venom of the bearded horned lizard here last night and took over the hunting "Black Lord"

"A commission from Claes Kizz!

"Thermipolos, are you up to something?" Lumian's first reaction was to question the angel of fate sealed within his body.

Thermipolos did not respond, but Butner next to him was stunned, not understanding who Louis Berry was talking to.

If Thermipolos didn't intentionally guide me here, it means that there is something in Fidel Guerra's house that is converging with my destiny... Are the items in the "Hunter" pathway related to evil gods? Or maybe

, the clue of "Devil Wizard" Boorman is really in Fidel's house? Lumian's thoughts turned and he quickly made a series of guesses.

He looked at Fidel's building and assessed the possibility of the "devil wizard" being here: "Boorman has done so many resurrection experiments. It would be difficult for him to complete the preparations purely by himself. He can't just rely on robbing all resources."

?Official extraordinary people and pirates all want to catch him, and only those evil wizards can provide him with some help."

"And if a big businessman like Fidel with many channels secretly supports him, then he doesn't have to worry about how to obtain the 'experimental materials'..."

"For Fidel, if his level is not high enough, it is definitely a good thing to have someone who can only rely on his 'devil wizard' to provide protection secretly.

"The business he does is not very visible, and the value is very high. He may be targeted by some big pirate or powerful adventurer at any time. How can we not prepare more ways to protect ourselves?

"If he really offends the official one day, the 'devil wizard' can also protect him and escape, change his identity and go to other cities or other countries to start his life again. Well, according to Auroer, this kind of person should be found in many places

They all have fake identities and reserve some assets."

"Last night, not long after I met Fidel, an accident occurred where the 'Devil Wizard' experiment failed."

Lumian looked away, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Fidel Guerra, the businessman, had the motive to protect the "devil wizard" Boorman.

Of course, if Thermipolos deliberately led him here, it would mean that the problem would be more complicated and serious.

"What are you looking at?" Butner followed Lumian's gaze to No. 16 Correas Street.

"I met with the big businessman Fidel Guerra here last night and received a commission from him." Lumian answered calmly.

"What commission?" Butner was a little curious.

Lumian smiled and replied: "The captain of the Hunting Kinnipos, the Black Lord Claes Kizz."

"Is the rumor that the Black Lord Claes robbed Fidel a batch of goods true? Fidel has found many adventurers to deal with the Black Lord..." Butner suddenly understood, and then lowered his voice and said, "This kind of

Don’t talk about it everywhere.”

"Why?" Lumian asked funnyly.

Butner touched his neatly trimmed beard and whispered: "These rewards and commissions do not need to be done next, nor do they have to be successful...

"Well, if many pirates hear that an adventurer wants to hunt them, and the two parties are not far away, they will directly retaliate and kill the other party. This is both punishment and deterrence.

"The Black Lord' is a famous pirate. If he heard that a newly arrived adventurer like you not only dared to take on the task of hunting him, but also spread it everywhere, do you think he would be angry and would he try to find you?

, use your death to warn other adventurers and Fidel?”

"Lord Black" is indeed in Faling Port... Lumian nodded thoughtfully: "What a good idea."

A good idea? Butner was at a loss for a moment.

At night, in a bar.

Lumian, Butner and others drank for nearly two hours and were all very happy and excited.

Suddenly, Lumian picked up the wine glass, walked from the high stool to the ground, and said to the adventurers and ordinary people around him: "Everyone, remember my name, Louis Berry!"

"I'm about to become famous. I accepted a commission from the big businessman Fidel, and the goal is to hunt the 'Black Lord Claes Kizz!'"

"When I succeed, the name Louis Berry will spread throughout the world!

"When the time comes, you will be proud to have had a drink with me!"

Ah Butner froze on his high stool after hearing this.

He seemed to see again the Louis Berry who jumped on the wooden platform and fired the gun last night.


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