Chapter 221 Promise After Charlie and the two official Beyonders left the chaotic street, Lumian sat back at the wooden table and said self-deprecatingly: "How could you forget? Don't look at what you shouldn't look at!" Even the fortune is the same! He previously thought that observing fortune was a very covert matter that was unlikely to be discovered. Neither Franca, who was at Sequence 7, nor "Black Scorpion" Roger, who was equivalent to Sequence 7, noticed anything unusual. As a result, the official Beyonder just now had an obvious reaction. “Is his sequence much higher than mine, or does he have special abilities, or possesses corresponding magical items?” Lumian found it difficult to judge for a moment. He had not observed any Beyonders above Sequence 7, so he lacked someone to compare himself with. Whether he was facing the boss, Gardner Martin, or Mr. K, he was rather cautious and did not observe their fortunes in front of them. After taking note of the lesson, Lumian, who didn’t need to catch up on sleep, flipped through the Aurore witchcraft notes he had copied. The sun was getting brighter and brighter, and the window was full of light. Even the noisy and chaotic streets seemed to have turned into a golden oil painting. Compared to Backlund, the capital of the Kingdom of Loen, Trier has always been sunny. Although there is pollution, it does not affect the entire city due to the relatively reasonable industrial layout. It mainly exists in the south where there are more factories. Boom boom boom! Someone knocked on the door of Room 207 again, but this time, Lumian didn't hear any footsteps. He raised his right eyebrow, put away the papers on the table, turned around and looked at the door: "Come in, the door is unlocked, Ms. Red Boots."
With a creak, the door opened and Franka, wearing a women's shirt, off-white trousers and red boots, walked in. She asked in surprise: "How do you know it was me?" How come this question is exactly the same as Jenna's? Should I say that she is worthy of being the "Assassin" you taught her? Lumian responded with a smile: "Because I have brains." "I didn't say the same thing." Franca sat down next to Lumian's bed, not feeling provoked at all. Lumian laughed and said: "I can't think of anyone else who could approach my room without me noticing and knock politely." Of course, we have to rule out Ms. "Magician" first. She is not that diligent and it is good enough that she can reply in time! Lumian thought for a moment and added: "Has the problem with Janna been resolved?" Franka said, "Tsk!" "You little brat, you're so good at predicting things." She took on the attitude of a big sister. “This is very simple reasoning.” Lumian looked disdainful of explaining. If Janna hadn't gotten rid of the potential crisis, how could you, the Hidden Blade, have the mood to come to me? Franca laughed dryly twice: "I mean, you actually guessed that the official Beyonders were mainly investigating whether Janna and the others were followers of the evil god." After all, I am closer to the evil god than any of his followers here... Lumian raised his right hand and gently patted his left chest. He responded with a smile: “That’s a lot of experience coming from a wanted criminal.” "You seem very proud?" Franca joked. Lumian asked curiously: "How do the official Beyonders check?"
The more he knew, the more confident he would be in avoiding similar inspections in the future. Franka replied nonchalantly: “Based on Janna’s description, I speculated that she used the ability of ‘Notary Public’. "Each of them signed a letter of guarantee regarding their beliefs, which was witnessed by a notary. Haha, those who lied were burned by the golden flames, bleeding all over, and were dragged out." Considering that Lumian was still catching up on his knowledge of the occult, Franka gave a detailed introduction: "Notary-related abilities are quite common in Trier, and can be found in many places, just hidden under different disguises. "Notaries can create contracts with mystical effects. Once both parties sign their names on a similar contract under the witness of a notary, no one can violate it unless they are demigods. Even if they want to force a breach of contract, they will have to pay a high price. For transactions involving millions or even tens of millions of Felgin, both buyers and sellers are willing to pay a sum of money to go to the church and receive notarization in front of the holy emblem of the 'God of Contract'. "A guarantee is a special contract." "Eternal Sun" is also the "God of Contract" and the "Guardian of Business". The content is consistent with Aurore's notes... Lumian asked: "Is Jenna home yet?" Franka nodded slightly: "She has to go back and catch up on some sleep." At this point, Franca looked Lumian up and down: "You look pretty energetic. You can't tell at all that you haven't slept all night." “I’m used to it.” Lumian couldn’t tell him that at six in the morning, his condition would automatically recover. “You look energetic, too.” Franka smiled proudly and said: "I'm used to it. For people like us, the night is the beginning of the carnival." If it was Aurore who said this, words and short sentences such as "inspiration", "manuscript", and "the tranquility of the night" would definitely flash through Lumian's mind, but when Franka said this, he could only think of "happy party", "big bed", and "tumbling". Franka didn't notice his complaints and continued: "The apprentice training at the Old Pigeon Cage will be suspended for three days. The theater will be temporarily taken over by the Police Headquarters. The daily performances will continue as usual to avoid affecting the parliamentary elections. However, the repertoire will be adjusted. After all, the heroines of some plays are missing." "Charlotte and Maip Meyer are both missing?" Lumian asked. Although Charlie had guessed that Susanna Mathis had not been completely purified when he left with the official Beyonder, he was still a little disappointed after hearing Franca's description. Franka nodded: "In addition to them, two other people are missing, one is the real Ev and the other is Rose. "Among the remaining actors and apprentices, seven converted to the 'Mother Tree of Desire' and were caught, but it seems that none of them have received the gift yet." The gifted ones ran away, and the pure believers were abandoned? To them, believers were consumables? Lumian sneered to himself and told Franca that Charlie was suspected to have left with the official Beyonder. Franka sighed softly: "It's the best outcome for him, we can't be there every day to protect him. “Even though the official Beyonders can’t do that, they can arrange for Charlie to live in a relatively safe place until the matter with Susanna Mathis is truly over. "Comparatively speaking, you are more dangerous. Didn't you say that Susanna Mathis holds a grudge against you? The obsession of evil spirits is quite strong." It's a good time to try Mr. K's fingers... Lumian muttered silently, indicating that he would pay attention. He remembered something and asked: "Do you know why we Savoyards support Hugues Artois?" Franka smiled: "If I had figured that out, I wouldn't be in the Savoyard party anymore." Uh... Is this her main purpose for joining the Savoy Party? Lumian was thinking a lot.
At this time, Franca stretched, stood up, and said to him: "We really have a chance to get the Old Pigeon Cage Theater at a low price, but we may have to face the hatred of those 'stingy guys'. But you have nothing to be afraid of. Well, I'm going to Fountain Street to discuss it with Gardner and solve my own problem by the way." “What’s the problem?” Lumian asked, puzzled. Franka smiled and replied: "Although the desire aroused by Lentas was suppressed by the mystical smelling salts, my body was still a little restless. When I recalled the feeling at that time, I felt empty and longed for satisfaction and catharsis. You couldn't help me, so I had to go find my real lover. "You, how come you have no effect at all?" There are indeed some residual effects, but they will be gone after six in the morning... Lumian curled his lips and said: "My will is stronger than yours." Franca sneered, walked towards the door and left room 207. Looking at her back, Lumian fell into deep thought: Did Franka become the boss's mistress, or did the boss become Franka's lover? Is it Franka who is responsible for satisfying the Boss, or is it the Boss who is responsible for satisfying Franka? It was almost noon when Charlie returned to the Golden Cockerel Inn, put all his few possessions into a suitcase, and carried it down the stairs. When he met Lumian on the second floor, he glanced around and said in a low voice: “I got a new job and had to move somewhere else. "After a while, I should be able to go back to the basement bar for a drink." Lumian smiled and said: "Sounds good." If Susanna Mathis's problem could be truly solved, Charlie's fate would have changed. Charlie was also very happy. He thought for a moment and said: "There are many things I can't tell you, but when the critical moment comes, I will try to hint you." He saw Charles' wanted poster in the Inquisition chamber located in the basement of St. Robert's Church and recognized his friend, but he did not tell Deacon François. What does that mean? Why did Charlie suddenly feel like he could be useful? His new job was closely connected to the official Beyonders, so he could get a lot of intelligence? Lumian quickly came up with some guesses. He smiled and said: "Live well first and then think about other things! "In a few weeks, I might leave the market area." The subtext of his two sentences is, do your job well, don't think about passing on information, and don't try unless it really puts my life in danger. As for whether Charlie understood, Lumian was not sure, after all, this guy's brain was not very good. ………… After spending an afternoon at the Breeze Ballroom, Lumian changed into a gray-blue worker's uniform, put on a dark blue cap, and took a public carriage to the cobblestone streets of the Botanical Gardens. According to the agreement between him and Louise Lund, Mrs. Pualis will respond to the request for a meeting before tonight. Arriving at the lobby of Apartment 9, Lumian opened the mailbox of Room 302 and found only some flyers inside. The letter hasn't arrived yet? Lumian suppressed his anxiety and planned to wait across from Apartment No. 9. As soon as he walked out of the lobby, down the stairs and came to the roadside, he saw a brown four-wheeled carriage coming from not far away and stopped in front of him. The man driving the car had black hair and blue eyes. He was wearing dark red clothes, yellow trousers, a waxed hat and a white tie. It was Louis Lund!
The next second, the door of the four-wheeled carriage opened silently, and a female figure was vaguely seen sitting inside. (End of this chapter)