Chapter 206 Cooperation Lumian retreated to where the homeless gathered and waited patiently for Louis Lund to come out. Not long after, the intelligence dealer Anthony Reid changed his clothes and came back, seemingly intending to fulfill his promise and look for an opportunity to track Louis Lund. At this time, he was wearing a yellowish white shirt with a brown formal jacket, no bow tie, and a round hat, looking like a clerk who had just finished work. If Lumian hadn't had a certain impression of his body shape, temperament, and walking posture, he would have almost failed to recognize him. After a little thought, Lumian walked out of the gap between the two buildings and faced Anthony Reid. He had removed his disguise long ago after leaving the Valia Café. Now he was simply wearing a pair of black-framed glasses without prescription and a brown wide-brimmed round hat, making it easy for people who were familiar with him to recognize him. Noticing the change in Anthony Reed's gaze towards him, Lumian whispered as the two of them passed by each other: "I'm back. Please wait at the back door." Although the "prophecy" said that he would meet Louis Lund again on Market Avenue, he still had to prevent accidents. On the one hand, this is because the "prophecy potion" comes from his own response, the effect will not be too good, and the content of the prophecy is likely to have certain omissions. On the other hand, no one knows what form the "prophecy" will be realized, and it may be completely different from the developments he expected. Anthony Reid withdrew his gaze and nodded to show that he understood.
He walked forward, passed the residence of "Black Scorpion" Roger, walked into the distance, and turned into an alley. Lumian didn't turn around immediately, but continued walking forward under the light of the street lamp. As soon as he arrived at a darker area, he saw a person walking out from the shadows under a broken iron-black elegant street lamp at the entrance of the alley in front of him. The man was tall, wearing a tight black robe and a hood that almost covered his face. He waved at Lumian. Franka? Lumian guessed it instantly and walked over quickly. The guy who was dressed in a unique and eye-catching way was indeed "Red Boots" Franka. She didn't wear her signature red boots this time, but black ones instead. "Aren't you afraid of being discovered?" Lumian couldn't help but question. Although the people of Trier are very tolerant of strange clothes and will even actively follow the trend, you are hiding and waiting for your target. If you dress like this, not only "Black Scorpion" Roger and the people from the Stinger Gang, but even the coolies passing by will take a second look! Franka smiled nonchalantly and said: “You don’t understand, this is called a sense of ritual! "Didn't your sister teach you?" She had taught me, but she didn’t say that it should be used in this kind of place or occasion… Before Lumian could finish his sentence, he saw Franca waving her hand: "Don't worry, we won't be discovered." As she spoke, she took a step back, and her whole body seemed to merge into the shadows, disappearing from Lumian's sight. With such power, one can indeed wear whatever one wants... Lumian once again envied the "Assassin" path. If it weren't for the fact that his gender would change upon reaching Sequence 7, he would definitely feel that this would be more to his liking than the Hunter path. Franca stepped out of the shadows again and pointed to No. 126 Market Avenue in the distance: "The driver just now should be the Louis Lund you are looking for. Wait, I will help you follow him? "I know that you hunters have dog noses and eagle eyes, which are very suitable for tracking, but you are not good at hiding yourself. It is easy to lose if you are far away, and you may be discovered if you are close. Let me do it, it is safer. "Don't forget that Louis Lund is also a Beyonder and believes in the evil god. He may have some unique abilities." Lumian did not resist or reject it this time. He nodded and said:
"it is good." He currently couldn't mark Louis Lund's special scent, and it was getting dark, with many pedestrians and carriages on the road, and all kinds of traces mixed together. If he followed him from 20 to 30 meters away, he might lose his target if he made a mistake. Franka's thin, rosy lips that were not covered by the shadow of the hood curved up, and she said with a smile: "Your psychotherapy this afternoon was very effective. "Men should be more open-minded and not be afraid of this or worry about that." She patted her chest as she spoke. Then, Franka took out a small glass bottle. The surface of the vial is cut into small squares, reflecting the light from nearby street lamps and flashing psychedelic colors. "When I was a man, I thought these perfume bottles were beautifully designed, but I was embarrassed to buy them and carry them with me. Now, I don't have such concerns. Sometimes, changing your gender can help you open the door to a new world." Franca said with emotion. The door to the new world refers to sleeping with a man? If it wasn't the critical moment of tracking Louis Lund, Lumian would definitely have said so. Franka took off the lid and held the push-type glass bottle in front of Lumian's nose: “Remember how it tasted.” This fragrance is refreshing and natural, just like a walk in the forest on a summer day. “I’ve got it.” Lumian nodded slightly. Franka then sprayed herself: “There is a certain difference between its top, middle and base notes, but not too much. You don’t have to try to identify them. You can tell it’s this when you smell it. "I will be about three or four meters away from Louis Lund. He doesn't have a dog's nose, so he definitely won't be able to detect this smell that clearly doesn't belong to the market area." Lumian added thoughtfully: "I'm tracking the smell of your perfume from more than ten or twenty meters away?" This is a good strategy. "Yes." Franka suddenly took out a handful of fluorescent powder, sprinkled it on herself, and chanted a low spell. It seemed to be a combination of the Hermetic words for "hide" and "body". Almost at the same time, Lumian saw Franka's figure disappearing inch by inch, just like a pattern drawn by a pencil being erased by an eraser. Apart from the faint fragrance lingering in his nose, he had completely lost track of the "witch". Lumian once again lamented the performance of the "Witch" path in the low and middle sequences. The next second, he felt the source of the fragrance moving away, closer to the three-story building with a garden at 126 Market Avenue. Lumian moved in that direction, came into a shadow, and leaned against the wall. Nearly a quarter of an hour later, Louis Lund, wearing a red vest, a blue uniform, a white tie, and a waxed hat, came out holding a wooden box, and "Black Scorpion" Roger, who was wearing a formal suit and had his black hair neatly combed back. One of them sat in the driver's seat and the other got into the carriage. Why did "Black Scorpion" Roger follow? Was he planning to meet Mrs. Puaris in person? Lumian frowned slightly. This brought changes to his plans.
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 Sequence 8. Moreover, he now had the help of the "Witch" Franka. But if you take "Black Scorpion" Roger into account, things will become very troublesome. Judging from the performance of the midwife in his dream, a "sorcerer" possesses many occult methods and is quite powerful, fully capable of competing with a "witch" of the "assassin" path. Although Lumian could let Franca hold back "Black Scorpion" Roger while he dealt with Louis Lund himself, the battle between the two Middle-Sequence Beyonders would certainly not be concluded in a short period of time, increasing the possibility of being discovered and noticed. "Well...if 'Black Scorpion' Roger really goes to see Madam Pualis, then I will follow him without launching any attack. Anyway, my goal is just to find Madam Pualis and contact her." Lumian quickly changed his plan and came up with a new idea. The horse-drawn carriage began to drive towards the other end of the market avenue, and the refreshing and natural fragrance followed it. Lumian walked at a fast pace next to the gas lamp poles, about twenty meters apart. After a while, he first felt the smell of perfume stop, and then after walking forward nearly ten meters, he saw the rented carriage parked on the side of the road, and "Black Scorpion" Roger came down with the wooden box. Not far away is the Honest Man Market. In just a few seconds, Louis Lund drove the carriage to a fork in the road that could bypass the busy area, while "Black Scorpion" Roger walked into the market on his own. "Mrs. Pualis is in the Honest Market? Or, 'Black Scorpion' Roger is simply escorting Louis Lund for a distance, fearing that he might be targeted?" Lumian guessed the reason while taking another step forward. No matter what, let’s catch Louis Lund first! Behind the Honest Man Market, there were very few pedestrians, and only one could be seen occasionally in the completely dark sky. Many of the street lights here were broken, and the road, which was wide enough for several horse-drawn carriages to run side by side, was now dark in large areas. Lumian looked around, without any hesitation, took off his black-framed glasses, and ran wildly. Not long after, he caught up with the slowly moving carriage. When Louis Londe noticed something unusual, he pressed the carriage with his left hand and suddenly jumped to the seat 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 made a certain disguise, Lumian was certain that this was Louis Lund! Louis Lund reacted very quickly. He didn't bother to figure out who the attacker was or why. He grabbed the reins with his left hand, clenched his right fist, and fired at Lumian, who was in mid-air with nowhere to get support, like a cannonball. Almost at the same time, he saw the face without any disguise, and his eyes suddenly widened. Lumian did not dodge, but stretched out his right arm to block Louis Lund's fist. Just as the two sides were about to make contact, Lumian pulled back his right arm, dissipating some of the force, and then swung it forward, wrapping around Louis Lund's fist, wrist and forearm as if he had no bones, thereby allowing himself to be thrown backwards without leaving the carriage. The next second, Louis Lund saw the smile on his face. Snapped! Franka's figure was outlined on the other side of the driver's position, and her palm, which was ready to strike, hit Louis Lund behind the ear. This used the extraordinary ability of the "Assassin" to accumulate all his strength in one strike, and Louis Lund fell unconscious without even a sound. (End of this chapter)