Chapter 193 Unexpected Development Lumian glanced at the broken mirror in Franca's hand and said with both relief and confusion: “But I didn’t feel like I was attacked.” He could still perform the "Dance of Recruiting" for another five or six seconds until Franca grabbed his wrist and stopped it early. Franka cleared her throat and said in a teacher's manner: "Some occult methods won't let you know at all. When you feel yourself being attacked, that's the moment you die." Could it be that the monster secretly influenced him during the one or two seconds between stopping the "Dance of Recruiting" and actually entering the mirror? Lumian nodded thoughtfully: "Well, there was no sign of our bleeding in that space either. I don't know how to stop it." As he spoke, he looked at Franka's face and found that her skin was smooth without a single scar, and there was no sign that blood had just seeped out from multiple places. Franca raised her hand and touched her face, then said carefully: “It’s really weird.
"But we did lose some blood, and as a 'witch' I have a mystical awareness of the amount of blood I have. “That is to say, the injuries we suffered in that special mirror world were not fake, they just left no wounds. "Fuck! I didn't take out my calcium carbide lamp!" As she spoke, she turned around and began to search for something in a pile of rubble on the side of the dim tunnel. Lumian didn't have time to bring his own calcium carbide lamp, so he could only observe Franka's every move with the help of the little light coming in from a distance. In less than ten seconds, Franka pulled a mirror out of the rubble. The mirror seemed to be made of pure silver, the patterns on both sides were mysterious and a bit evil, and the surface was dark and dull, as if it had been eroded by time. "Sure enough, there is a corresponding mirror in reality." Franca tried her best to avoid her own figure being reflected in the classical silver mirror, and taught Lumian, "In an unsafe place, or when encountering strange things, don't look in the mirror if you can. Otherwise, something terrible may happen. This kind of mysterious and evil things with unknown origins must never be touched!" Lumian nodded without telling Franca that she couldn’t look in the mirror after using the “Secret Spectacles” to disguise herself. "I can understand that the exit is a mirror. What I can't figure out now is how we walked into that space without noticing anything. We didn't encounter anything along the way." "I'm confused too." Franca covered the surface of the classic silver mirror with a handkerchief and other items, then stood up and said, "This thing seems to be closely related to the 'Witch' path. How about giving it to me? I'll find something valuable to compensate you later." “No problem.” Lumian laughed. “You don’t have to ask me. I can’t beat you.” Franka said: "No, the spoils must be distributed reasonably, otherwise there will definitely be conflicts within the team. I used to be taken advantage of by others. If I didn't have a good character and don't hold grudges, I would have wanted to retaliate against them a long time ago." Madam, I doubt you are scolding me…Lumian muttered silently. If someone steals his spoils and takes advantage of him for no reason, and he is not as strong as the other person, he will not say anything on the spot, but will definitely find a way to retaliate afterwards and will never "forgive" the other person just like that. Putting away the classical silver mirror, Franka pointed to the place where the light was shining through: "Let's go over there and take a look. Maybe we can run into the quarry police or other smugglers and ask them for directions. "I'm lost in the underground Trier and can't get out. It might be more dangerous than being trapped in that special mirror world just now." Yeah...Lumian agreed wholeheartedly. If this were not the case, the ghost of Montsouris would have been cleared out by the official Beyonders long ago.
The two men walked forward along the tunnel with only a little light, each prepared for possible attacks. Not long after, they saw a quarry cave. In the middle of the cave stood a figure wearing a felt hat. The light was emitted from the calcium carbide lamp in his hand. "Uh..." Franca identified it briefly and shouted, "Fernandez!" She found that the figure was the smuggler Fernandez who had been leading the way. And this seemed to be the quarry hole where they had made the other party wait. Fernandez turned around and asked in surprise and joy: "How did you get here? "I waited for nearly two quarters of an hour, but you didn't show up. I even went to the place where your footprints disappeared, but I don't know where you went." Lumian and Franca looked at each other and nodded. They actually stayed in that special mirror world for about two quarters of an hour. Franca walked towards Fernandez and explained casually: "We found some clues and followed them, but ended up coming back here. We were attacked along the way and lost our calcium carbide lamp." "What clue?" Fernandez was quite surprised. Franka smiled: "We'll speak directly to Crystal." The smuggler Fernandez knew his identity and did not ask any questions. He led the two men back along the original route. They climbed up the auxiliary shaft, turned into the underground part corresponding to the honest market area, and came to the exit of the chaotic street. When the hawkers, the children picking up fruit peels, the homeless people huddled in the corner, and the passers-by all came into Lumian and Franca's eyes at the same time, they both truly felt that they had escaped from that strange space and returned to the real world. After getting on the carriage sent by the "rat" Kristo and waiting nearby, Lumian turned his gaze to Franca and asked in a low voice: "What will we say later?" ——Fernandez knew the driver and sat next to him, not in the carriage. Franka chuckled: "Let's say we entered an unknown space, found some traces, and then escaped with the help of my mirror magic. "The rest has nothing to do with Crystal." After finishing his speech, Lumian said nothing more. He half closed his eyes and recalled his experiences in that special mirror world. The carriage quickly turned into Market Avenue and ran all the way to the Suchit Steam Locomotive Station, where it turned into the street leading to the yard. "Rat" Kristo was waiting in a warehouse nearby. Soon, Lumian and Franca saw the rat-like smuggler. Christo came up and said with a smile: "Steam above, thank you, Erken and the others are back!" Erken... Franka's eyes narrowed and she asked:
"The missing caravan has returned?" Elken is Kristo's younger brother, who is in charge of the smuggling caravan. He also disappeared before. Franca still has his handkerchief which she uses for divination. Now he's back? What the hell is going on? Christo smiled and nodded: “Yes, that batch of goods is back too! "They came back more than an hour ago." More than an hour ago? Wasn't that the time when we found the place where the footprints disappeared and entered that special mirror world? Lumian frowned slightly, and doubts arose in his mind. That is to say, he had experienced even more bizarre things such as time loops and real dreams, so he did not lose his composure like Franka did. Seeing that Franca and Charles were both surprised and confused, Christo smiled and said: "I'll let Erken talk to you himself." He immediately turned around, walked a few steps toward the warehouse door, and shouted loudly: "Erken, come out!" Taking this opportunity, Franka tilted her head slightly, leaned close to Lumian's head, and whispered: "This is very strange..." Lumian curled his lips and said in a low voice: "I even suspect that the 'rats' have teamed up to set a trap for us, using the disappearance of the cargo to lure us underground and make us voluntarily step into that dangerous space." Franca looked him up and down and said with a smile: "Are you too distrustful of others?" Lumian said in a straightforward manner: "The dancers' basic salary made the Giant and Baron Brinell hate you, and I occupied the Breeze Ballroom that they both wanted. "Only Rat has no conflict of interest with us, so he is the one who will come forward." Franka fell into deep thought, seriously considering the possibility of being murdered. At this time, Lumian smiled: "This is just a guess. It can't explain the footprints and other traces in the mirror world." As soon as he finished speaking, a man who was less than 30 years old walked out of the warehouse. This head is also not tall, only about meters, and except for the lack of whiskers, he looks just like another Christo. "It's indeed Elken." Franka introduced him to Lumian in a low voice. Then, she looked at Kristo and Elken who came together and said: "Erken, what happened?" Erken's deep blue eyes revealed a mixture of fear and joy: "We walked into a strange world in a tunnel and couldn't get out. In the afternoon, when we were exploring the way, we suddenly found ourselves back on the original route." Did our entry give them a chance to leave? Franca had a guess. Lumian looked at Erken without a trace of emotion, as if he was looking at an enemy who might bring disaster to him.
What emerged in his mind were the drops of blood left on the ground in the mirror world. They gradually became denser from sparse, and finally dyed almost the entire area red. Can someone who has shed so much blood really come back alive? Franka obviously thought of this as well, and looked at Elken and said: "What happened to you there?" Erken couldn't help but tremble a few times: “We started bleeding for no reason, and by the end, many people were dying. "The steam was on top, and we found the exit just in time, and we recovered once we got out." Really? Seeing that what Elken, who was wearing the triangular holy emblem, said could match and explain, Franka had to temporarily put aside her doubts. The "rat" Christo next to them glanced at them and invited them with a smile: “No matter what, I need to thank you. "Would you like to try the most authentic Savoyard chicken?" "Okay." Lumian answered on behalf of Franca. Christo then took out a bunch of keys and threw them to his brother Erken: "Go to my office and take all those spices to the kitchen." "Okay." Erken took the key and climbed to the top floor along the iron stairs embedded in the outer wall of the warehouse. He inserted one of the keys into the door of Crystal's office with his left hand and turned it to open it. Franca was stunned for a moment, and said to herself: "I remember that Erken usually uses his right hand..." Why did he open the door so awkwardly with his left hand when he was not holding anything else? After hearing what Franca said, Christo nodded and responded: "Yes, he is right-handed." (End of this chapter)