Chapter 156 Strange Regulations In the Breeze Ballroom, in front of the white spherical statue made up of countless skulls. Lumian stopped here and looked at the inscription written in Intis for a few seconds - "They sleep here, waiting for the arrival of happiness and hope." He retracted his gaze and walked towards the door. The two thugs in white shirts and black jackets turned their bodies at the same time and greeted respectfully: "Good morning, Charles." They had heard the rumours that this young man had killed Maggot and dealt a heavy blow to Wilson in a few days, and that he had joined the Savoy Party. "Good morning, my cabbages." Lumian responded with a smile using the "petite" of the Darriege region. There were not many people in the Breeze Ballroom. The waiters were arranging the chairs and sweeping the floor leisurely. Lumian was just about to look for Louis, whom he had met before. After all, it was such a small matter and there was no need to alarm Baron Brinell. However, he saw Missiri, who had followed him, sitting at the bar. Missili was still wearing the same peaked cap and drinking a glass of rye beer. Lumian walked over with a smile.
Misiri noticed someone approaching and habitually glanced at them out of the corner of his eye. Suddenly, his whole body froze, as if he was frozen there. The next second, he jumped off the stool, turned to Lumian, and put on a flattering smile: "Good morning, Charles." Missili also heard about how Charles killed Maggot and threw Wilson directly from the fourth floor of the "Golden Rooster Hotel". This made him particularly glad that he did not hold on to the end after being caught while tracking Charles. Otherwise, based on the other party's style of doing things, he would have been buried in some corner of underground Trier for sure. This is a truly ruthless person. If he says he will kill someone, he will kill them. If he says he will throw you off the building, he will throw you off the building without any hesitation! Lumian smiled: "Just calling him Ciel doesn't seem respectful enough, does it?" After successfully seeing Missili's face turn pale, Lumian added: "I wonder when I can be called Sir Charles." This was both a joke and a veiled indication that he wanted to "work hard," "work hard," and become the head of the Savoyard Party as soon as possible. "Very soon, very soon." Missiri said with a smile. What he really thought in his heart was: I can call you Sir now if you want, just like Baron is not a real baron, it is more of a nickname and a self-proclaimed title. Lumian sat down at the bar and patted the high stool next to him: "Please sit down. I have something to ask you." Misili sat down quickly and pointed at the rye beer in front of him and said: "Want a drink?" "Give me a cup of 'Ranger.'" Lumian was not polite at all. "Ranger" refers to an orange-pomegranate-flavored beer that costs a full two licks more than the 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 before he asked: "How did you join our Savoyard party?" "I'm from Savoyard." Missili pointed to his weathered face. "I came to Trier to find a job, but the fellow who provided me with accommodation had already joined the Savoyard Party." The Savoyard Party was originally established by Savoyard people who worked as laborers, waiters and vendors in the Honest Market District. They were tough, daring and fearless of sacrifice, and soon they had their own territory. Later, as the Savoyard Party grew stronger, they also recruited people from other provinces and local people from Trier, but most of the backbone members still came from Savoyard. Nodding slightly, Lumian continued to ask: "Baron Brignaire is the boss of the entire Savoyard party?" "No." Missili looked at Lumian in astonishment. He chose to join without even knowing the basic situation of our Sava Party? Moreover, he killed Maggot and dealt a heavy blow to Wilson for our Savoy Party! Lumian took a sip of the orange-pomegranate beer and said with a smile: "I have always thought that Baron Brinell is our boss. With his demeanor, his style, and his strength, how could he not be the boss?" Missili was terrified when she heard this and wanted to cover Charles' mouth with her hand. Can these words be said in such a public place? If that person heard about it, his attitude towards the Baron would definitely change! Misiri quickly explained: "The Baron is mainly in charge of the Breeze Ballroom, Market Avenue and loan sharking. Similar people include 'Rat' Christo who is in charge of the smuggling business, 'Giant' Simon who is in charge of the dance halls on Nightingale Street, 'Red Boots' Franca who is in charge of White Coat Street, and 'Blood Palm' Blake who is in charge of half of the Honest Man's Market. "Above them, there is a real boss, but I don't know who he is and I have never seen him." At this point, Missili lowered his voice: "I only heard that he was a serious businessman, a member of the Savoy Chamber of Commerce, and had a good business." A member of the Savoy Chamber of Commerce? It sounds like the Savoy Chamber of Commerce supported such a gang to facilitate handling of shady matters and to guard against attacks from competitors... Lumian made some guesses based on what he saw and heard while wandering, Aurore's words, and the books, magazines, and newspapers at home. At this time, hearing that Charles had arrived at the Breeze Ballroom, Louis, who had been following Baron Brinell, hurried downstairs and headed straight for the bar. He was really worried that the courageous country boy would get into trouble again! Seeing Lumian chatting with Missili, he sat down on the other side and casually asked: "Come to the Breeze Ballroom so early?" "I need your help with something." Lumian smiled. Louis, whose forehead was still bruised from laughing, trembled in his heart: "what's up?" Seeing that they seemed to want to talk about serious matters, Missili found an excuse, took the glass of rye beer, left the bar and moved closer to the dance floor. Lumian retracted his gaze and spoke slowly: "Help me get the lizard's eyes, the stones 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. "What do you want these things for?" Louis felt that the three items were evil and weird as soon as he heard them. Lumian laughed. "Do you remember how Maggot died?" Louis' scalp tingled instantly, he felt that the other party was threatening him, and very successfully! I really didn’t mean 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 Brinell. Seeing that this guy still didn't understand what he really wanted to say, Lumian couldn't help but curse in his heart: "How are you dumber than Charlie?" He sighed and said: "Those things are used to make another poison." "What do you want to do?" Louis almost stood up. He suspected this guy was going to get into trouble again. "Self-defense." Lumian said simply. Louis couldn’t find anything to blame, so he took a breath and said: "I'll have someone collect those three things for you." He then repeated the name of the material to avoid any mistake. Lumian confirmed it, took a sip of Ranger, and asked: "Have you ever heard of the 'Different' dance hall?" Louis looked at Lumian with a wary look and said: "You'd better not mess with them. Timmons, the owner of the dance hall, seems to be friends with the police commissioner of the Observatory District. There seems to be a mysterious organization behind them. Several people who wanted to blackmail them before ended up encountering very strange and terrible 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 Affairs Commissioner, which is headed by the Trier Police Minister. No wonder the Sting Gang didn’t dare to ask Timmons for the money they owed... Lumian nodded thoughtfully. Seeing that Louis was always worried that he wanted to cause trouble, he deliberately asked again: "Who are the other leaders in the Sting Gang who are at the same level as Maggot, and who is their boss?" What do you want to do? Louis almost blurted out. Does Charles want to kill all the strong men of the Sting Gang? Isn’t this too delusional? Louis tried to calm down and said: “You don’t need to understand for now.” Lumian smiled, asked no more questions, and drank the glass of "Ranger". ………… Observatory area, near the catacombs. Lumian found Osta Trull sitting behind the campfire. He laughed sarcastically: "You are the most dedicated person I have ever met." They come here to cheat people every day, seven days a week. "I also want to go to the beach for a bath, but I still owe so much money." Osta had considered taking the steam train to leave Trier and not repaying the remaining debt, but as soon as he arrived at the steam train station, he was blocked by people sent by Baron Brinell and beaten up.
This made him quite afraid of Baron Brinell's ability and he dared not make similar attempts again. "Help me collect some stuff." Lumian sat down and said directly, "You'll be paid. I'll give you an extra 5 Fel Gold for each item." Osta Trull's eyes lit up: "What do you want?" “Lynx entrails, hyena tongue, stag marrow, any deadly herb,” Lumian said, looking at the campfire. "They are all difficult to obtain." Osta tried to bargain. He had already decided to go to the game restaurant in the observatory area and ask. Lumian ignored him and changed the subject: "Where can I find the monster in Trier?" Aosta thought for a moment and said: “The catacombs are close to the Serenzo River, where there is an underground river. From time to time, people say they have encountered a water monster. "There are occasional cases along the Serenzo River, but they seem to be quickly dealt with by the Purifiers or the Mechanical Heart." Lumian nodded: "Do you know the 'Different' dance hall?" "Yes." Aosta pointed upwards, "It's on the old street next to Purgatory Square." "1Felkin, take me there." Lumian stood up. He planned to take another look in person to find out more, and if it didn't work, then forget it. Soon, Osta led Lumian back to the ground, turned into the old street near the square, and stopped in front of a very old building. The building was gray-blue, retaining the style before the Roselle era: Pediment, gabled roof and windows with leaded frames. The "Different" dance hall is located on the ground floor of the building, and its door is shaped like a huge mouth. It was already afternoon. A carriage stopped by the roadside and three men and one woman got out. They were all wearing dark short suits and were approaching the "Different" dance hall step by step. When they were almost at the door, the three men and one woman simultaneously took out a monocle and put it on their right eyes. Seeing this scene, Lumian tilted his head in confusion and looked at Osta. Osta explained with a smile: "This is the rule of the 'different' dance hall. Anyone who wants to go in must wear a short suit and a monocle." (End of this chapter)