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Chapter 41 Sound

 Breeze Ballroom, in front of the white ball statue made of countless skulls.

Lumian stopped here and read the inscription written in Intis for a few seconds - "They are sleeping here, waiting for happiness and hope to come."

He withdrew his gaze and walked towards the door.

The two thugs in white shirts and black jackets turned sideways at the same time and greeted each other with respect:

"Good morning, Charles."

They had already heard the rumors that this young man killed Maggot and severely wounded Wilson in just a few days, and also knew that he had joined the Savoy Party.

There was still no one in the Breeze Ballroom. The waiters were arranging the seats and cleaning the floor, taking their time.

Lumian was about to look for Louis, whom he had met before. After all, there was no need to alarm Baron Brignel for such a trivial matter, when he saw Missili sitting at the bar who had been following him.

Missili is still wearing the peaked cap and drinking a glass of rye beer.

Lumian walked over with a smile.

Missili noticed someone approaching, and habitually glanced at the person with the corner of his eye. Suddenly, his whole body froze, as if he was frozen there.

The next second, he jumped off the tall footstool, turned to Lumian, and put on a flattering smile: "Good morning, Ciel."

Missili also heard about Charles killing Maggot and throwing Wilson directly from the fourth floor of the "Golden Rooster Hotel".

This made him extremely lucky that he didn't hold on until he was caught following Charles. Otherwise, with the other party's behavior, he would have been buried in a corner of Trier underground.

This is a truly ruthless man. He will kill anyone he is told to kill, and he will throw anyone downstairs whenever he is told. There will be no hesitation!

Lumian smiled. "Just calling me Charles doesn't seem to be respectful enough?"

After successfully seeing Missili's face turn pale, Lumian added: "I don't know when I will be called Sir Charles."

This was both a joke and a subtle indication that he wanted to "work hard" and "work hard" to become the leader of the Savoyard Party as soon as possible.

"Soon, soon." Missili said with a smile.

What he really thinks in his heart is that as long as you want, I can call you Sir now, just like a Baron is not a real Baron, it is more of a nickname and a self-proclaimed title.

Lumian sat in front of the bar and patted the high stool next to him: "Sit down, I have something to ask you."

Missili quickly sat down, pointed to the rye beer in front of him and said: "Want to have a drink?"

"Have a drink of Ranger". Lumian is totally polite.

"Ranger" refers to orange and pomegranate flavored beer, which is a full 2 ​​Ricks more expensive than rye beer.

Missili felt a little distressed, but still shouted to the bartender "a cup of Ranger". Then, he turned his head and smiled at Lumian: "What do you want to ask?"

Lumian waited until the large glass of orange beer was pushed in front of him and asked: "How did you join?

From our Savoyard Party?"

"I'm from Savoie." Missili pointed to his face that had been stained by some weather. I originally wanted to find a job in Trier, but the fellow countryman who provided me with a place to live had already joined Savoy.

Party.

The Savoyard Party was originally established by the Savoyard people who worked as coolies, waiters, and vendors in the Honest Market area. They had a strong character, dared to fight, and were not afraid of sacrifice. They soon gained a territory. Later, with the Savoy

As the party grew, they also recruited people from other provinces and locals from Trier, but most of the backbone members still came from Savoie.

Nodding slightly, Lumian continued to ask: "Baron Brignel is the boss of the entire Savoy Party?"

"No." Missili looked at Lumian with a serious look.

He didn’t even understand the basic situation of our Savoie Party and chose to join? Moreover, he killed Maggot and severely damaged Wilson for our Savoie Party!

Lumian took a sip of the orange and pomegranate flavored beer and said with a smile: "I always thought that Baron Brignel was our boss. With his demeanor, his style, and his strength, how could he not be the boss?"
Missili was frightened when she heard this, and just stretched out her hand to cover Charles' mouth. Can these words be said in such a public place?

If that man heard about it, his attitude towards the baron would definitely change!

Missili quickly explained: "The Baron is mainly responsible for the Breeze Dance Hall, Market Avenue and loan sharking. Similar to him, there are also the rat Christo who is in charge of the smuggling business and the giant Simon who is in charge of the dance halls on Nightingale Street.

, "Franca", the red boots in charge of the white coat street, and "Blake", the bloody palm in charge of half of the honest market.

There is a real boss above them, but I don’t know who it is and I haven’t seen it. Speaking of this, Misili lowered his voice: “I only heard that he is a serious businessman and a member of the Sava Chamber of Commerce.

, the business is not small."

A member of the Sava Chamber of Commerce? It sounds like the Sava Chamber of Commerce needs to support such a gang so that it can be easier to deal with.

Shameless things, and to guard against attacks from competitors. Lumian made certain guesses based on what he saw when he was wandering, Aurore's few words and the books, magazines, and newspapers at home.

At this time, when he heard that Charles had arrived at the Breeze Ballroom, Louis, who was originally following Baron Brignel, hurried downstairs and went straight to the bar.

He was really worried about what kind of trouble that courageous country boy would cause again!

Seeing Lumian chatting with Missili, he sat down on the other side and asked casually: "Come to the Breeze Ballroom so early to measure?"

"I need your help with something." Lumian smiled.

Louis, who smiled so hard that there were still bruises on his forehead, thought: "What's going on?"

Seeing that they seemed to be talking about serious matters, Missili made an excuse, took the glass of rye beer, left the bar, and moved to a place closer to the dance floor.

Lumian looked away and spoke slowly: "Help me get the lizard's eyes, the stone from the eagle's nest and the snake's venom sac."

He did not reveal all the materials needed for the "Art of Prophecy" and planned to obtain them from several places.

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"What do you want these things for?" Upon hearing this, Louis felt that the three items were evil and weird.

Lumian laughed: "Do you remember how Maggot died?"

Louis' scalp went numb instantly, feeling that the other party was threatening him, and it was very successful!

I really didn’t want to scare you this time... Lumian laughed secretly and said: "I gave him a knife with poison on it."

"Yes." Louis remembered the conversation between Charles and Baron Brignel.

Seeing that this guy still didn't understand what he really meant, Lumian couldn't help but cursed in his mind: "How come you are stupider than Charlie?"

He sighed and said: "Those things are used to make another kind of poison."

"What do you want to do?" Lewis almost stood up, suspecting that this guy was going to cause trouble again.

"Defense yourself." Lumian said simply.

Lewis couldn't find anything to blame, so he had to take a breath and said: "I will ask someone to help you collect those three things."

He then repeated the name of the material to avoid making mistakes.

After confirming, Lumian took a sip of "Ranger" and asked: Have you ever heard of the 'Different' Dance Hall?"

Lewis looked at Lumian warily and said:

"You'd better not mess with them. Timmons, the owner of the cabaret, and the police commissioner of the Observatory District seem to be friends. There seems to be a mysterious organization behind it. Several people who tried to blackmail them ended up being killed.

Very strange and terrifying things, some even disappeared. Each district in Trier has a police headquarters, headed by a police commissioner.

The full name of the Police Commissioner is the Trier Police Commissioner Peng Wu, who is led by the Minister of Police of Trier.

No wonder the Stinger Gang didn't dare to approach Timmons to collect the debt... Lumian nodded thoughtfully.

Seeing that Louis was always worried that he wanted to cause trouble, he deliberately asked: "Who are the leaders of the Sting Gang who are on the same level as Maggot, and who are their bosses?"

"What do you want to do?" Louis almost blurted out.

Does Charles want to kill all the strong men of the Stinger Gang? Isn't this too delusional?

Louis tried to calm down and said: "You don't need to understand yet."

Lumian smiled, drank the cup of "Ranger" without asking any more questions.

Observatory area, near the catacombs.

Lumian found Aosta Trull sitting behind the bonfire.

He smiled mockingly: "You are the most dedicated person I have ever met."

I will come here to lie to people every day, seven days a week.

"I also want to go to the beach and bathe in the sea, but I still owe so much money."

It was not that Aosta had not considered leaving Trier by steam train and not repaying the remaining debts, but as soon as he arrived at the steam train station, he was stopped by someone sent by Baron Brignelle and gave him a severe compliment.
This made him quite afraid of Baron Brignel's ability, and he did not dare to make similar attempts again.

"Help me collect some things." Lumian sat down and said directly, "If you are paid, I will give you an extra 5 felkin for each item."

Austa Trull's eyes suddenly lit up: "What do you want?"

"The offal of pigs, the tongues of rats and dogs, the bone marrow of stags, any kind of deadly herb." Lumian looked at the spring fire and said.

"It's hard to get." Aosta tried to bargain.

I have already decided to ask about the restaurant in the Observatory District that serves game meat.

Lumian ignored him at all and changed the subject: "Where can you find water monsters in Trier?"

Aosta thought for a while and said: "There is an underground river near the Serenzo River in the catacombs. From time to time, people say they encounter water monsters."

There are occasional ones along the Serenzo River, but they seem to be quickly solved by the Purifiers or the people of the 'Machine Heart'.

Lumian nodded: "Do you know the 'Different' dance hall?"

"I know." Aosta pointed upward, "It's right next to Purgatory Square! Old Street."

"1Felkin, take me there." Lumian stood up.

He planned to take another look at it on the spot to understand it, and if it didn't work, he would just leave it alone.

Not long after, Aosta led Lumian back to the ground, turned into the old street near the square, and stopped in front of a very period building.

The building is grey-blue and retains the style of the pre-Russell era: tricorn hats, gabled roofs and windows with leaded frames.

The "Different" dance hall is located on the ground floor of that building, and its door is shaped like a huge mouth.

It was already afternoon, a carriage stopped by the road, and three men and one woman got out.

They all wore dark short suits and approached the "different" dance hall step by step.

When they were approaching the door, the three men and one woman took out a monocle at the same time and put it on their right eye.

Seeing this scene, Lumian turned his head and looked at Aosta in confusion.

Aosta explained with a smile: "This is the rule of the unique cabaret. Anyone who wants to enter must wear a short suit and a monocle."


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