Chapter 271 Possible Encounter Lumian was shocked when he heard Thermipoulos's question. He had never really suspected that there was anything wrong with Flamand staying in the Golden Cockerel Inn for so long and not being killed by the ghost of Montsouris. In Lumian's opinion, Flamand's immediate family members and wife had all been killed, and it was only a matter of time before it would be his turn. According to the summary he had read in the "Old Publications Library" at the headquarters of "Psychic" magazine last time, there were cases where people were killed eleven months after encountering the ghost of Montsouris. Although Flamand's case was rare, it was by no means unique. A moment later, Lumian remembered an unusual detail in this incident: The other victims were killed by the ghost of Montsouris within the same year, but Flemish met the ghost of Montsouris last year and later celebrated the New Year under the protection of the clergy. Although it was less than a year from the time he met the ghost of Montsouris to the time he left his suicide note and hanged himself, compared to other cases, this was a unprecedented case of a New Year's Eve. "Is it this 'Earth Blood' ore that protected Flamand, causing the Montsouris ghost to postpone its actions again and again, breaking its own habits?" Lumian lowered his voice and asked Thermiporos again. This is a true angel. Although he is perfectly sealed and no power can penetrate him, his vision, knowledge and character alone are enough to allow him to see the truth of many things. Thermiporos replied in a magnificent, layered voice: “It strikes fear and disgust into the Montsouris ghost, but it possesses no power. "This may be a key for you."
“Key?” Lumian had many associations in an instant. “The key to open the secret room somewhere in Trier in the Fourth Epoch?” Thermipoulos said in an unusually deep voice: "You will definitely enter Trier in the Fourth Epoch, where you will have your disasters and your fortunes. “Instead of passively waiting, it is better to take the initiative to explore and be better prepared based on the feedback from each exploration.” "Your intentions were exposed too quickly, weren't they?" Lumian couldn't help but laugh. "Do you want me to die quickly? Then use the special features of the underground to block the signal of the seal collapse and ensure that you can escape safely without being besieged?" Thinking that the "Shadow Tree" had not been able to take root deeper in Trier in the Fourth Epoch, Lumian had no interest in exploring underground. With that, without waiting for Thermiopolus's response, he left the room, went to the nearest bathroom, and washed off the occult makeup on his face. After eliminating the hidden danger, Lumian sat down at the wooden table and began to write a letter. There is something obviously amiss with the matter of Flamand and the "Earth Blood" ore. We can't just believe whatever Thermopylae says. We must ask the "Magician" lady for advice! If you are not smart enough and completely believe the words of the evil angel, you will suffer a great loss sooner or later, or even pay with your life! Thermipoulos' voice sounded again: "Is that 'magician', that so-called 'Tarot Club', really trustworthy? “They sealed me inside you instead of trying to kill me. I’m afraid they want to use you to do something bad. "They threw you directly to Trier, the center of the storm, but they didn't care about your situation or ask about it. Don't you think there's something wrong? This is definitely not an attempt to train you. You can't explain it." Lumian smiled and sighed: "Have you never cheated or instigated others before, relying purely on your own status and ability to achieve your goals? “Do you want me to buy you a copy of The Art of Persuasion and read it every day for you to learn from? "Let me tell you, I wouldn't have been fooled like this when I was in my early teens. Now I know exactly who I can rely on, who is a friend, who is an enemy, and who I need to be wary of." Thermopolos said nothing more, as if he was seriously considering whether or not to learn the art of language. Lumian quickly wrote a letter to the "Magician" lady and handed it, along with the "Earth Blood" ore, to the summoned puppet messenger. Soon, the "magician" lady replied and returned the mineral specimen: "I'm glad you were alert enough not to believe Thermopylae's words completely. “But part of what He said is indeed correct. This ore itself has no power. It only contains some aura and characteristics of unknown origin that have almost dissipated. It cannot provide you with any help, but I see that at some point in the future, it will bring you some encounters, which may be good or bad. It is currently in a very chaotic state, and I cannot give you an accurate interpretation. "The reason why Thermopylae deliberately misled you is that the corresponding encounter may not be in Trier in the Fourth Epoch, but may also be in other areas underground. "After that, if you are ready and want to see what kind of encounter you will have, bring it with you every time you enter the underground Trier. If you don't want to take the risk yet, remember to leave it in your room. "The matter of interpreting symbolic elements that I mentioned last time has yielded results. A friend of mine said that he is very good at this. When he finishes his recent work, I will take you to see him..."
A burst of red flame suddenly emerged from Lumian's hand holding the letter, burning the paper in his palm to ashes. Combining what the "Magician" lady and Thermipolos said, he truly believed that the "Earth Blood" ore in front of him could trigger some kind of mutation somewhere in underground Trier, which might bring about an adventure or bury his life. There’s no need to take risks just yet… Lumian muttered to himself, having a clear enough understanding of his current strength. After becoming a Sequence 7 "Arsonist", he no longer had any shortcomings whether in close combat or ranged attack, hand-to-hand combat or the use of spells. He was truly out of the category of ordinary people, but the "Hunter" was obviously more inclined to conventional combat, lacking some of the more bizarre abilities and ways to deal with them. In the underground Trier, many areas were famous for their weirdness! Lumian planned to wait until he had initially digested the "Arsonist" potion and was able to obtain the boon of the "Bound One". Then, based on the intelligence he would gather about underground Trier, he would consider whether or not to take the "Earth Blood" ore for a spin. It would be even better if the "Shadow Branch" could be made into a magical item before then. Gathering his thoughts, Lumian brought the mineral specimen to White Coat Street and hid it in his safe house. While the afternoon sun was still on, he flipped through Aurore's witchcraft notes, analyzing each paragraph based on Franka's teachings and his own experience with fire magic, looking for problems. After more than an hour, Lumian got to the part about summoning spirit beings and signing a contract. He suddenly thought of "Blank Paper", his sister Auror's contracted creature "Blank Paper". That fragile spiritual life can carry certain abilities of the contractor. "I don't know whether the contract between 'White Paper' and Aurora has been terminated. According to the contents of the notes, in addition to holding the corresponding ceremony, the contract can only be terminated if one of the two parties dies completely. "It's a pity that only the contracted creature can be summoned by itself. It can't be summoned by others like a messenger. Otherwise, I could use the 'white paper' to see if Aurore is completely dead... "Hmm... Could there be any information left by Aurora on the 'white paper'?" As Lumian thought about it, his thoughts suddenly turned to another issue that he had not noticed before: "Since Aurore occasionally wakes up and helps me cut out the little blue book, piece together the letters, and seek help from the authorities, and since her first reaction in the dream is to summon the messenger of Hela, the vice president of the Curly-haired Baboon Research Association, and seek his advice, then why doesn't she summon that messenger when she occasionally wakes up and tell Ms. Hela about her predicament? "In the first letter Ms. Hela sent me, it was clear that she had no idea of the situation. "What prevents Aurore from trying something like that? "Or maybe she did summon a messenger, and Hela is lying!" Lumian's eyes narrowed slightly. Lacking the corresponding memory, he couldn't figure out what the problem was. He is not too suspicious of Hela at the moment and thinks there are other reasons. You know, Hela's messenger knew exactly where he lived. If that lady was really involved in the affairs of Koldu Village and played some dishonorable role, she would definitely want to kill the last "survivor" and leave no hidden dangers. All this time, she not only did not make any substantial attempts, but also provided knowledge and advice in a friendly manner. For a second, Lumian wanted to write down the question and send it directly to "Hela" to see what kind of answer she would give, but he finally restrained his impulse, fearing that exposing the king's new clothes would lead to bad developments. He decided to talk to Franka first and hear what this teammate who was in both the "Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society" and the "Tarot Club" had to say about "Hela". If she felt that Hela was trustworthy and had told her Major Arcana about the Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society, Lumian would ask the Magician to keep an eye on her in advance and then write to Hela. He forced himself to calm down and continued to study Aurore's witchcraft notes until the evening, when he left White Coat Street, turned into Market Avenue, and entered his own Breeze Ballroom. "Good evening, boss!" Greetings came from all directions. Lumian nodded slightly and went upstairs with Louis and Sakota. Before he could even sit down in the cafe, the dance hall manager René came over. The thin middle-aged man put his hand on his chest, bowed and said: "Mr. Charles, Mr. Martin asked you to meet him at Fountain Street at ten o'clock tomorrow morning." The boss is looking for me? Lumian was surprised and happy.
He was surprised that Gardner Martin actually sent someone to find him when nothing had happened in the past few days. He was delighted that he would have the opportunity to get in touch with Gardner Martin more, gain his trust, and join the "Iron Cross". (End of this chapter)