Lumian retreated to the place where homeless people gathered, waiting patiently for Louis Lund to come out.
Not long after, Anthony Reed, the information dealer, changed his clothes and came back. It seemed that he planned to fulfill his promise and look for opportunities to follow Louis Lund.
At this time, he wore a yellowish white shirt with a brown formal jacket, no tie, and a round hat, looking like a clerk who had just finished work.
If he hadn't been impressed by his body shape, temperament, and walking posture, Lumian almost wouldn't have recognized him.
After thinking for a moment, Lumian walked out of the gap between the two buildings and faced Anthony Reed.
His disguise had been lifted long after he left the Valia Cafe, and now he simply wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses without prescription and a brown wide-brimmed round hat. People who were familiar with him could easily recognize him.
Sensing the change in Anthony Reed's gaze towards him, Lumian whispered as the two of them passed each other, "I'm back, you go to the back door and wait."
Although the "Art of Prophecy" said that he would meet Louis Lund again on Market Avenue, he had to prevent accidents.
On the one hand, this is because the "prophecy potion" comes from his own response, and the effect will not be very good. There may be certain omissions in the content of the prophecy. On the other hand, it is a "prophecy", and no one knows what form it will take.
Realization may be completely different from the developments he expected.
Anthony Reed looked away and nodded, indicating that he understood.
He moved forward, passed Roger Black Scorpion's residence, walked into the distance, and turned into an alley.
Lumian did not turn around immediately and continued to move forward under the light of the street lights.
As soon as he came to a relatively dark area, he saw a person walking out of the shadows under a broken elegant street lamp at the entrance of the alley ahead.
The man was short and tall, wearing a tight-fitting black robe and a hood that almost covered his face. He waved at Lumian.
Franka Lumian instantly made a guess and quickly moved closer.
The guy with the unique and eye-catching dress is indeed "Red Boots" Franca. This time she did not wear the iconic red boots, but replaced them with black ones.
"Aren't you afraid of being discovered?" Lumian couldn't help but question.
Although the people of Trier have a high tolerance for strange clothes and will even take the initiative to follow the trend, brother, you are hiding and guarding the target. Dressed like this, let alone Roger the "Black Scorpion" and the Stinger Gang, even if you are passing by.
The coolies will take a second look!
Franka smiled nonchalantly and said: "You don't understand, this is called a sense of ritual!" Your sister never taught you? "She did, but she didn't say it should be used in places like this... Lumi
Before An could say this, she saw Franka wave her hand: "Don't worry, you won't be discovered."
As she spoke, she took a step back, and her whole body seemed to blend into the shadows, disappearing from Lumian's sight.
With such an ability, you can really wear whatever you want... Lumian once again envied the "Assassin" path. If he hadn't changed his gender at Sequence 7, he would definitely feel that this was more in line with his wishes than the "Hunter" path.
Franka walked out of the shadows again and pointed to No. 126 Market Avenue in the distance: "The coachman just now should be the Louis Lund you are looking for. I will help you track him later?" I know that you hunters have dog-nosed hawks.
Eyes are very suitable for tracking, but you are not good at hiding yourself. If you are far away, you will easily be lost, and if you are closer, you may be discovered. Let me do it, it is safer this way.
"Don't forget that Louis Lund is also an extraordinary person and believes in evil gods. He may have some unique abilities."
Lumian no longer resisted or rejected this time, nodded and said: "Okay."
He was currently unable to mark Louis Lund with a special smell, and it was almost dark. There were many pedestrians and carriages on the road, and all kinds of traces were mixed. If he followed him twenty or thirty meters away, he might lose the target if he made the slightest mistake.
Franka outlined her red, thin lips that were not covered by the shadow of the hood, and said with a smile: "Your psychotherapy in the afternoon was very effective.
"Men should be more open-minded and don't be afraid of this or that."
She patted her chest as she spoke.
Immediately afterwards, Franka took out a glass vial. The surface of the vial was cut into small squares, reflecting the light of nearby street lights and flashing psychedelic colors.
"When I was a man in the future, I thought these perfume bottles were beautifully designed, but I was too embarrassed to buy them or carry them around with me. Now, I no longer have such worries. Sometimes, changing gender can help you open new doors.
The door to the world." Franka said with deep feeling.
The door to the new world refers to sleeping with a woman? If it hadn't been for the critical moment of tracking Louis Lund, Lumian would definitely have said this.
Franka took off the cap and put the push-type glass vial in front of Lumian's nose: "Remember its taste."
This fragrance is refreshing and natural, just like walking in the forest on a summer day.
"Remember." Lumian nodded heavily.
Franca then sprayed herself: "There will be a certain difference in its base notes, middle notes and base notes, but it's not too big. You don't have to go out of your way to identify it. You can tell it's it when you smell it.
"I will be three or four meters away from Louis Lund. He doesn't have a dog's nose, so he will definitely not be able to detect this smell that obviously does not belong to the market area."
Lumian added thoughtfully: "I'm tracking the smell of your perfume from a dozen or twenty meters away?" This is a good strategy.
"Yes." Franka suddenly took out a handful of glittering fluorescent powder, sprinkled it on herself, and recited a low incantation. It seemed to be the two words "hide" and "body" in the Hermetic language.
A combination of words.
Almost at the same time, Lumian saw Franka's figure disappearing inch by inch, like a pencil drawing being erased by an eraser.
Except for the faint fragrance lingering in his nose, he completely lost track of this "witch".
Lumian once again lamented the performance of the "Witch" path in the mid- and low-sequences.
The next second, he felt that the source of the fragrance was moving away, approaching the three-story building with a garden at 126 Market Avenue.
Lumian leaned in that direction, came to a shadow, and leaned back against the wall.
Nearly two-quarters of an hour later, Louis Lund, who was wearing a red vest, blue uniform, white tie, and waxed hat, was holding a wooden box and met the "Black Scorpion" who was wearing a formal suit and his black hair was neatly combed back.
"Roger walked out together. One of them sat in the coachman's seat, and the other got into the carriage.
Why did Roger "Black Scorpion" follow? He planned to see Mrs. Pualis in person? Lumian frowned slightly. This caused changes in his plan.
His original plan was to find a suitable place to attack Louis Lund on his way back. With his current strength, he could easily subdue the target even if the opponent was also a Sequence 8.
Moreover, now there is the help of "Witch" Franka.
But if you include Roger "The Black Scorpion", things will become very troublesome.
Judging from the performance of the midwife in his dream, a "magician" has many occult methods, is quite powerful, and is fully capable of rivaling the "witches" of the "assassin" path.
Although Lumian can let Franka hold down Roger "Black Scorpion" and deal with Louis Lund himself, in that case, the battle between the two mid-level Extraordinaries will definitely be difficult to end in a short period of time, which will lead to the discovery of
Possibility of being noticed.
"Well... If Roger Black Scorpion really goes to see Mrs. Pualis, then I will follow him and not launch an attack. Anyway, my purpose is just to find Mrs. Pualis and contact her." Lumian quickly changed.
Plans, new ideas.
The taxi began to drive towards the other end of Market Avenue, and the refreshing and natural fragrance left with it.
Lumian was nearly twenty meters away and walked quickly beside the gas lamp poles.
After a while, he first felt the smell of perfume stop, and after walking nearly ten meters, he saw the taxi parked on the side of the road, and Roger "The Black Scorpion" came down with the wooden box.
Not far away is the Honest Market.
In just a few seconds, Louis Lund drove the carriage to the side road that could bypass this lively area, while Roger "The Black Scorpion" walked into the market on his own.
"Mrs. Pualis is in the Honest Market? Or is Roger Black Scorpion simply escorting Louis Lund for a short distance, fearing that he will be targeted?" Lumian took another step forward while guessing the reason.
No matter what, let’s capture Louis Lund first!
Behind the Honest Market, there are very few pedestrians. In the completely dark sky, you can only see one occasionally.
Many of the street lights here are broken, and there are large areas of darkness on the road that can accommodate several carriages running parallel.
Lumian looked around, without any hesitation, took off his black-rimmed glasses and ran wildly.
Not long after, he caught up with the slow-moving carriage. When Louis Lund noticed something unusual, he pressed the carriage with his left hand and suddenly jumped to where the coachman was sitting.
At this distance, he could clearly see the face with black hair and blue eyes.
Although the other party had put on some disguise, Lumian was certain without a doubt that this was Louis Lund!
Louis Lund reacted very quickly, not caring about who the attacker was and why. He held the reins with his left hand, clenched his right hand into a fist, and blasted Lumian like a cannonball at Lumian, who was in mid-air and had nowhere to rely on.
Almost at the same time, he saw the undisguised face, and his eyes suddenly widened.
Lumian did not dodge, and stretched out his right arm to reach Louis Lund's fist.
At the moment when the two sides were about to come into contact, Lumian pulled back his right arm, eliminating part of the force, and then threw it forward, wrapping around Louis Lund's fist, wrist and forearm as if there were no bones, thereby allowing the He was just thrown backwards and did not escape from the carriage.
The next second, Louis Lund saw the smile on his face.
Snapped!
Franca's figure was outlined on the other side of the coachman's position, and her ready-to-go palm struck hard behind Louis Lund's ear.
This made use of the "Assassin's" extraordinary ability to concentrate all his strength in one blow, and Louis Lund passed out without even making a sound.