Angoulême de Francois, wearing a lion's headgear, stood by the window, staring at the gas street lamps below, waiting patiently.
After the "lost contact" incident, he and "Hidden Blade" changed the method of emergency contact, so that if the telegram group could not function, they could be contacted quickly even without relying on the help of Ms. "Hela" messenger
other side.
Yesterday morning, as soon as he finished handling the cases related to Moran Avni, he immediately tried to find the "Hidden Blade".
Finally, Franka, the "Hidden Blade" wearing her own assassin suit, walked out of the shadows.
Angoulême asked directly without making any pleasantries:
"Did you take away Moran Avni?"
"Otherwise?" Franka asked with a smile.
Although "Supervisor" Perle said that the whirlpool was like a sharp sword hanging above her head, Franca did not relax because Moran Avni was dead and she had obtained enough information, but she would not
As a result, I lose my mood and become heavy and impatient.
This kind of thing that sounds very serious will naturally be troubled by the Major Arcana cards. You and others only need to follow the instructions and complete the corresponding tasks, and there is no point in worrying.
Moreover, the information harvested this time is very important and valuable. Whether it is the "Eternal Blazing Sun" Church or the Witch Sect, they must express their opinions!
Franka is looking forward to this.
"It's really you..." Angoulême couldn't help but sigh.
"Hidden Blade" and her team are really strong in action. They said they wanted to deal with the minister of a country, but they actually took action not long after, and they succeeded.
Franca simply helped Lumian cover it up:
"We were originally waiting for Moran Avni to walk into the mirror on his own, but who knew, people from the 'Aurora Society' suddenly came to assassinate him, forcing him to step into our trap in advance."
Based on the situation at the scene, Angoulême nodded lightly and said:
"It turned out to be a coincidence..."
This is consistent with many details currently confirmed by the "Purifiers".
Angoulême turned to ask:
"Where's Moran Avni?"
"Dead." Franka clicked her tongue and said, "He is indeed the 'man in the mirror', and he has handed over a lot of important information."
"What information?" Angoulême asked.
Franka smiled "hehe", raised her right hand, and rubbed her thumb and index finger gently:
"Where's my informant fee?"
Angoulême said angrily and amusedly:
"Don't forget, I also made a lot of contributions to the operation of Moran Avni. Even if I can't share the spoils, it should be okay to listen to the information, right?"
Franka, who always prides herself on being fair when it comes to "distributing equipment", cleared her throat in embarrassment:
"Just a joke, just a joke.
"However, that information is indeed very important. Your boss will definitely reward you. Don't forget to ask for the informant fee for me!"
"You speak first." Angoulême responded solemnly.
It wasn't that he was stingy about the informant fee, but the Hidden Blade twice emphasized the importance of the information, which made him a little eager to know.
Franka concealed the details related to the "Tarot Society" and the "Aurora Society", starting from the capture of Jebus to the appearance of the figure in the painting of "Supervisor" Perle and Lumian's reaction to the whole matter.
speculation.
Angoulême was relatively calm at first, and the problems of the "Man in the Mirror" were barely within the range of speculation and deduction by the "Purifiers". But when Moran Avni was tricked out, the leader of the "Man in the Mirror" was the mirror.
Russell Gustav was in the middle, and he felt his head buzzing. This continued uninterrupted, getting louder and louder.
How come "Hidden Blade" and the others always encounter such major events?
How long has it been since the "Hostel" incident, why is there another "whirlpool"?
When Franca finished speaking, Angoulême couldn't help raising his right hand and pinched his swollen forehead that was blocked by the lion's hood. He felt so complicated that he couldn't say a word.
"How about the Whirlpool Project, the information about the 'Man in the Mirror' and the hidden traitor are all important, right?" Franka asked with a slight complacency.
Seeing Angoulême's eyes serious and his mouth moving slightly, as if grinding his teeth, Franca reflexively added:
"Don't rely on me!
"It's not us who have caused these problems, but the special nature of Trier itself that has led to various problems. We are also the victims!"
Angoulême breathed out slowly and said:
"I will submit this information tonight.
"I will not forget to convey her request to my informant. What do you want?"
When he said the word "tonight", Angoulême's emotions suddenly agitated and he paused for a second.
He just finished his work today and left Saint-Vieve Church an hour ago, and now he is going back again!
"I am Agent '007', not a social beast who works from zero to zero every day, seven days a week!" Angoulême cursed angrily in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm, reliable and emotionally stable.
Franka thought carefully and said:
"All the ingredients for the 'Happiness' potion."
She thought about it, her "pain" potion could be rewarded by the Witch Sect, but Jenna's could not, so she had to rely on the official.
"Aren't you already 'happy'?" Angoulême muttered, gave up asking, and nodded, "I will help you fight for it."
He didn't ask who the Hidden Blade was preparing the "happy" potion for, just as he didn't ask why the Hidden Blade and her companions could survive in the presence of a demigod.
After receiving the promise of "007", Franka felt happy in her heart:
Taking "joy" as a reward from the "Eternal Burning Sun" Church, taking "pain" as a reward from the Witch Sect, Ms. "Judgment" should also give it, and sold one piece of information three times... I can understand Lumian now.
The joy of receiving three rewards from a mission!
Angoulême rubbed his forehead again and said to himself:
"There are several cardinals who are not from the 'Sun' path, and there are even more diocesan bishops. I really don't know what will be found out next. I just hope that the scope of the impact will not be too large."
He was talking about the "April Fool's Day" core member within the "Eternal Blazing Sun" church. With a clear direction, even if the other party accomplished something through a "broker", it would not be difficult to find out.
Without waiting for Franca to respond, Angoulême thought for a moment and said:
"The transaction for the humanoid sealed artifact has been approved. You can inform me of the transaction method at any time."
"Finally approved..." Franca denounced the lengthy process full of bureaucracy and asked curiously, "What is the story of that humanoid sealed artifact?"
During the sea praying ceremony, she had seen the humanoid sealed object and knew how powerful she was and how abnormal she was.
Angoulême shook his head:
"I'm not qualified to read that information. I only know that she used to be a demigod of the 'spectator' pathway, probably at the level of Sequence 4, and then she suddenly went crazy. But I'm not sure whether she was infected with the evil god's pollution because of her madness, or whether she was infected by the evil god because of her madness.
He went crazy because he was infected with the evil god’s pollution.”
"It should be the latter possibility." Franka said thoughtfully, "Aren't the Extraordinaries in the 'Audience' path all emotionally stable and difficult to lose control?"
Angoulême rejected Franca's claims:
"In my opinion, the audience generally doesn't have any problems, but when they do, it's very troublesome."
"Same." Franka thought, "I have a friend."
After chatting for a few more words, Angoulême said goodbye to the "Hidden Blade" and left the empty room.
Before leaving the house, he quickly ran through the information he had just obtained in his mind, and then sighed in his heart with a heavy emotion:
"There are too many occult events in Trier, right?"
…………
In the market area, Jian Na took the time to complete the role of "witch" again.
Wearing a black cloak and a dark dress, she walked in the shadows of the street, looking for new acting opportunities while thinking about more directions for her acting:
"Being a witch cannot be equated with doing bad things. Evil and dark things do not mean bad things...
"Among the various witch legends I have collected so far, a large part of them talks about witches showing magic, using evil and dark abilities to help others achieve their wishes, and seducing people into corruption...
"These legends should contain the deeds of witches when they acted as 'witches'. You can consider imitating them. Moreover, seductive depravity is also a deepening of the 'instigator', and the performance of 'joy' will also make the target depraved...
…
"Well, the magical power of evil and darkness tempts corruption, and corruption brings disaster..."
Jenna's thoughts gradually became clearer.
After thinking about it, she turned to the chaotic street, planning to find an opportunity to play the role of a "witch" in this most unstable street.
After walking a few steps, Jenna suddenly heard someone singing hysterically loudly:
“Trier, covered with gold,
“A dance that lasted until dawn;
"The fat and oily roast chicken,
“Like a castle cake;
“Waiters wearing bow ties shuttled among the guests,
"Stepping on joyful dance steps.
"Among them, my beloved,
"It's among them.
"This is the city of joy, this is eternal Trier!"
This voice... Janna raised her head in the shadows, looked at the Golden Rooster Hotel, and saw Lumian wearing a brown thick jacket sitting on the third floor window sill, holding a glass bottle filled with green liquid in his hand.
Didn't he go to the "Aurora Society" and never come back? Jian Na frowned slightly and left the shadows.
Lumian also saw her, smiled, jumped down from the third floor, and landed firmly in front of her.
"Why are you here?" Jenna asked with concern.
Lumian smiled nonchalantly and said:
"I suddenly thought about this place. Come back and have some drinks."
Sensing a strange excitement in Lumian, Jenna asked after careful consideration:
"What happened?"
"No." Lumian denied without hesitation and emphasized again, "I'm fine."
He carried the bottle of absinthe and walked towards the exit of Chaos Street. Jenna followed him quietly without asking any more questions.
Under the glow of the crimson moonlight and scattered gas street lights, Lumian, who had been silent for a while, suddenly smiled and declared:
"I'm going to start blaspheming.
"No, it's already started."
He didn't turn around and kept walking forward.
"Aren't you always blaspheming?" Jenna carefully tested Lumian's usual self-deprecation.
Lumian still looked at the darkness ahead and answered with an obvious smile:
"This time is different."
He quickened his pace and did not mention the matter again.
Jenna looked at Lumian's leather boots, which were stained with a lot of mud, and then looked at the surrounding environment, which was dirty but not muddy. She pursed her lips and did not ask further questions.
Lumian continued walking, sometimes humming a few words, sometimes chatting and joking with Jenna, always with a clear smile on his face.
He walked all the way back to the rented apartment and entered his room.
Jenna stopped quietly in the living room and watched Lumian close the wooden door of the bedroom.
In the dark room with only a little crimson moonlight shining in, Lumian sat down at the desk, spread out the letter paper, and picked up the pen.
He did not light the gas wall lamp, nor create a ball of blazing white fire. Surrounded by darkness, he dropped the pen with the faint light.
Amidst the rustling sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper, the smile on Lumian's face quickly disappeared, and his hand moved slower and slower.
Finally, he wrote the unusually short letter:
"Dear Ms. Magician:
"I want to see you."
PS: Please tell me which characters need to be added to the character list. I’m afraid I’ll miss some, so I’ll do it together tonight.