Chapter 163 Illness Osta Trull never doubted that Charles could deal with the water monster, but he did not expect that the other party would do it so easily and behave so brutally. It's like an adult beating a child. The same question popped up in Osta's mind again: Which path and sequence is Ciel from? Why is he able to fight and seems to have strong divination abilities? Lumian squatted down in the area covered with dark red and light yellow marks, pulled out the ritual silver dagger, inserted it into the wound, cut the monster's flesh into pieces, and put them into the empty wooden boxes prepared in advance. After filling two boxes in succession and collecting the scales that glowed with a faint blue light, he took out a small metal bottle and collected the monster's blood that kept overflowing. Upon seeing this, Osta stepped closer to the water monster and waited beside it. Soon, Lumian stood up, turned around, and walked back the way he came. Osta Trull quickly squatted down and collected the blood, scales, and organs that he thought were more spiritual. He looked up from time to time and looked at Lumian, and found that the other party was getting farther and farther away, with no intention of stopping to wait for him. This made Osta quite nervous and flustered.
After all, judging from the performance of the water monster that Charles had easily dealt with, there was a high probability that he could be dealt with easily. If he were to stay alone by the underground river deep in the darkness and encounter a monster attracted by the smell of blood, he would be in big trouble! After hurriedly packing up the cut materials, Osta did not dare to stay any longer. He reluctantly abandoned the water monster's body which was at least nine-tenths of the body, and followed Lumian. When the light from their calcium carbide lamps disappeared at the end of the road, the area returned to darkness, with only the sound of splashing water echoing endlessly. I don’t know how long it was before a few college students who went underground to look for excitement passed by here carrying kerosene lanterns. They saw that the stone wall was sunken and slightly damaged, and that the road surface was messy and had many broken pieces. Apart from this, everything was peaceful and quiet. There was neither the body of the water monster nor any spots to represent blood. ………… After bidding farewell to Aosta Trull, Lumian took a public carriage back to the Honest Market area. After taking other materials from Room 207 of the Golden Rooster Hotel, he carried the calcium carbide lamp and entered the underground world again. His destination was the quarry cave where the last ceremony was held. He had to prepare the mysterious potion needed for the "art of prophecy" before dark, and go to the nearest hospital at night to find a recently dead body in the morgue. As he continued to go deeper down from the floor that roughly replicated the ground layout, Lumian suddenly slowed down his pace. Relying on the light of the calcium carbide lamp, he saw some relatively clear and fresh footprints on the slightly wet road. "Very heavy footprints..." Lumian observed for a while and said silently to himself with a little confusion. Judging from the footprints alone, he believed that the person who had just passed by weighed more than 100 kilograms or was carrying something heavy. "Who could it be and what are they doing underground? Smugglers?" Lumian had some guesses but had no intention of tracking them. Trier's underground world is bustling with people coming and going. If he tries to follow every footprint, he will only tire himself out. Moreover, the other party had no grudge against him, so as long as it did not affect his subsequent ritual magic, even if he planned to kill him to silence him, it had nothing to do with him. Lumian twisted the knob, controlling the reaction speed of the calcium carbide and water, thereby reducing the intensity of the burning flame and making the light dimmer. He was worried that the owner of the footprints was not far ahead and sensed the obvious lights approaching from behind. After walking for a while, Lumian suddenly sniffed.
He smelled a familiar scent: It was a perfume scent that seemed to arouse male desire, mixed with a hint of orange fragrance. After recalling for a few seconds, Lumian locked onto the owner of the smell: "Little Bitch" Jenna, the "flashy" singer! This footprint is hers? Impossible, how could she weigh more than 100 kilograms? She is not made of iron! Moreover, this footprint is obviously from a man... Lumian's thoughts raced, and he had two guesses: "Either Janna was good at covering her footprints and left no trace, or she was carried on the man's back... "It's normal for two people to weigh more than 100 kilograms... "Judging from the footprints alone, the man is between and meters tall, and his walking posture is a bit strange..." Thinking of this, Lumian raised his eyebrows. He became curious and decided to follow to see what happened to Janna, or what she was going to do. You know, this "flashy woman" is suspected to be the lover of "Red Boots" Franca, and the things she is involved in may involve some secret of the Savoy Party. For Lumian, who is seeking to "get promoted", this may be an opportunity. Lumian dimmed the carbide lamp once again, making sure the flame would go out quickly once he turned it off. He followed the footprints, walking in the shadows on the side of the tunnel, always keeping an eye on the distance and turning off the lights if he saw anything wrong. When the footprints became fresher, as if they had just been left, he turned off the calcium carbide lamp and walked forward in the darkness along the path he had memorized. Soon, he arrived at a fork in the road and saw some blue light overflowing from the end of the stone wall on the left. Lumian put on black gloves and moved closer almost silently. There is a small cave at the end of the stone wall, and the light comes from there. Lumian leaned against the stone wall, hiding in the darkness, and leaned his head forward slightly to look inside. In the relatively flat area in the middle of the cave, there is a rough-shaped iron-black calcium carbide lamp. Not far from it, in a place with stronger light, there was a large gray-white cloth bag that was stuffed full. Next to the cloth bag stood a man wearing a blue peaked cap, brown tweed trousers and a darker jacket, which were common in the Honest Market area, with a vague linen shirt underneath. The man was breathing heavily. He was nearly meters tall, his profile was thin and a little haggard, and his brown eyes were filled with undisguised desire. Lumian looked down and saw that this guy had set up a tent. He immediately muttered to himself: "Do you have to be in such a hurry? No wonder you were walking so slowly. There was something wrong with your footprints. I caught up with you." He became more and more certain that the person in the bag should be the "little bitch" Janna. The other party must have been attacked by a kidnapper and rapist. At this time, the man took off the baseball cap on his head and threw it aside while panting. His appearance was completely exposed to Lumian's eyes: The light yellow eyebrows were messy and sparse, the corners of the eyes were slightly drooping, the tip of the nose was a little red, there were signs of dryness on the mouth, the complexion was not healthy, and there was a kind of haggardness from excessive consumption. The man squatted down, untied the cloth bag, and took out the things inside.
As Lumian expected, it was the "flashy girl" Janna. Her brown hair, which she usually tied up, had been dishevelled and was draped over her body in a mess. Her eyes were tightly closed, surrounded by deep dark shadows. She was wearing a white short top with an off-white fluffy skirt. It was unclear whether the black mole had not been painted yet or had been removed by friction. As the man was transferring Jenna out, he took action from time to time, and his breathing was so heavy that Lumian could hear it clearly even though he was not a "Hunter". Isn't this desire too strong? It seems very morbid... Lumian subconsciously flashed this thought. Now that he had met her, he planned to save Janna. That way, if the boss of the Savoy Party decided to add a new leader, "Red Boots" Franca would most likely say a few good words for him. Of course, we can't be too hasty in rescuing people. Lumian plans to observe for a while to see if that guy has any special abilities that would cause him to dare to provoke "Red Boots" Franca, the leader of the Savoy Party. He planned to wait until the man took off his pants before taking action, so that he would be distracted. What a pity that there are no long-range weapons, otherwise it wouldn’t be so troublesome... Lumian sighed and planned to go back and ask the Savoy Party to help him get a gun. The man moved his hands up to Janna's face and patted her twice. Then he took out a small metal bottle, unscrewed the lid, and put it to Janna's nose. A sneeze! Janna sneezed and opened her eyes. The man's face was reflected in her blue eyes. She was startled and subconsciously stood up. The next second, she found herself completely powerless and unable to mount an effective resistance. "Damn it, shit, what do you want to do?" Janna cursed reluctantly. The man showed a sick smile: "You know what? I often watch you sing in the audience, and every time I want to tear off your clothes and skirt so that you can sing only for me." Jane cursed angrily: "You crazy, bastard who deserves to be fucked in the ass by a donkey! "You are doomed! The Savoys will sink you in the river!" The man did not respond, but his brown eyes emitted a strange light. Janna's face suddenly turned red and her breathing became heavy. Her body twisted slightly, her eyes filled with shock at her own reaction. "This is just perfect. She can resist to a certain extent, but she can also cooperate with me unconsciously..." The man stood up expectantly and quickly took off his clothes, pants and leather shoes. Lumian, who was "watching", was shocked: Jana's reaction was very abnormal! Was she affected by some extraordinary ability? Does Trier, whether he is a human or a dog, have supernatural powers? Janna was aroused? This is a bit like what Suzanne Mathis and Mr. Ev did... Lumian's mind raced as he pulled out the ceremonial silver dagger and stuffed it into his right pocket, keeping the tip of the blade facing inwards and the handle against the outer fabric. He then crouched down, slipped into the cave from the stone wall, and quietly approached the man in a place where no light could reach.
The man's attention was all on Janna. He had fanatical eyes and a morbid smile on his face. He unbuckled his belt and took off his pants while looking at Janna's body. As soon as he was out of the shadow range, Lumian pounced forward like a cheetah. (End of this chapter)