Chapter 289 Magic Mirror Divination (asking for monthly tickets at the end of the month) Olsen ignored Lumian's sudden tense state and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "As a 'supervisor', I must speak to you in private as per usual practice." Lumian breathed a sigh of relief and said: "What to talk about?" Olsen placed the small brown suitcase next to his left leg: "If you find that your 'superior', Gardner Martin, has any problems or abnormalities, report to me immediately." This is what I should do. Only when the boss has problems can the position be vacated... Lumian muttered something with a hint of sarcasm and said: "How can I contact you?" Olsen looked into Lumian's eyes and said: "Leave the message in the basement of 13 Market Avenue." 13 Market Avenue... The "Iron Cross" is indeed related to the burned building... Olson may have been to Trier in the Fourth Epoch, and should be a type of deeply polluted. Can he use the "abnormality" of 13 Market Avenue? Lumian recalled his experience last night and felt that "Supervisor" Olson was more mysterious than "Chief" Gardner Martin. He suspected that the person secretly monitoring his every move inside 13 Market Avenue was Olson - Gardner Martin was obviously unwilling to enter there unless necessary.
Combined with the fact that No. 13 Market Avenue burned down more than a decade ago, Mr. K said that the "Iron Cross" had alienated other organizations that believed in it in recent years, and Ms. "Magician" mentioned that the current vigil ceremony was not the test that the "Iron Cross" used to use, Lumian had a vague idea of an incomplete chain of events in his mind. He believed that the burning of No. 13 Market Avenue was not done by the Iron Cross, but later, they mastered the secrets there and also suffered corresponding pollution, which led to the mutation. Of course, it could also be the other way around: perhaps some members of the Iron Cross suffered corresponding contamination elsewhere, and then became aware of the "anomaly" at 13 Market Avenue. "Okay." Lumian nodded and agreed. As his thoughts raced, he looked at the "supervisor" Olson and asked without disguising his confusion: "Is that trader I saw in the Albert Mine really you? Your head can be separated from your body and survive on its own? "Or was that an illusion you created?" Olsen laughed hoarsely: "As a 'supervisor', I have three things to tell you: “First, what the eyes see may not be true; “Second, we will all eventually enter Trier in the Fourth Age. This is our destiny. “Third, don’t trust what others say.” Don't trust others' words easily... That's interesting. Should I believe your first sentence? What I saw in the Albert Mine was actually real? Haha, I don't mind you talking about fate in front of me. Can you tolerate it, Thermipolos? Lumian forced himself to control himself from raising his right palm and pressing it to his left chest. Seeing Olsen picking up the small brown suitcase again and preparing to leave, Lumian asked curiously: "What on earth is in that, and why do you keep carrying it?" Olsen smiled: "If I were you, I'd better pray that I never know the answer." After saying this, the supervisor opened the door of the moving carriage, jumped into the darkness outside, and disappeared in an instant. He did not deliberately use his abilities as he had done when he came here, in order to conceal Lumian's inspiration and facial features. “So mysterious…” Lumian muttered softly. After returning to the market area in a carriage, he did not rush to the Golden Rooster Inn or the safe house on White Coat Street to summon the messenger of Ms. Magician to report his formal joining of the Iron Cross, but went straight into the Breeze Ballroom. He was worried that the sinister guys from the "Iron Cross" were still taking advantage of the stage when he was most likely to let his guard down to continue his secret, final surveillance. Although they could not find the messenger of Ms. Magician, returning to Room 207 or the safe house at this time was not in line with Lumian's style and would easily arouse suspicion. Sitting at the bar, Lumian ordered a glass of light red wine and sipped it while enjoying the singing and dancing on the stage.
Jana is taking a break tonight, and the show is performed by two other "flamboyant women" and a male underground singer known for his extremely dynamic songs. ………… In the hilly area, outside Deep Valley Monastery. Janna, wearing a silver-white half-face mask, looked at Franca, who was dressed as an assassin, with a little worry and said: “What are we going to do tonight? "You don't want to sneak into the monastery to investigate?" "Of course not!" Franka denied. "The Deep Valley Monastery is a well-known monastery of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery. Not only does it have powerful Beyonders, but it also hides mysterious artifacts made by the Craftsman monks. With our abilities, we can only deliver food to your door if we go in. No, we can deliver goods to your door..." Speaking of this, a bunch of waste couldn't help but flash through Franka's mind. She heard that although the monks here did not marry or have children and focused on studying steam and machinery, it did not mean that they did not have any interest in women or men. The Church of the "God of Steam and Machinery" does not prohibit this! According to rumors, some of the monks would look for street prostitutes every once in a while to relax, while others would look for colleagues or men who sold their bodies. There is still a large number of people whose fetishes are machinery, or they are really practicing hard and can control themselves. Of course, when it comes to similar romantic rumors, the people of Trier always like to exaggerate the facts or add their own ideas, which are very different from the actual situation. Franca did not believe it all, but she could not completely disbelieve it either. She felt that some monks had those problems, but they were not the mainstream. Even if they were not the mainstream, sneaking into the monastery as a wild Beyonder was a very dangerous thing: either being killed by machines by mistake, being caught as an experimental subject, or becoming a plaything of those few monks. There was only a very small chance of success. In short, regardless of gender, if you have not reached Sequence 4 or are not confident enough, don't even think about sneaking into the Deep Valley Monastery. Franka smiled from under her hood and explained in a good mood: "We looked everywhere today and found no clues. "But there is one area we haven't investigated yet." Janna thought about it briefly and said: "That Deep Valley Quarry?" "Yes." Franka smiled, "We will sneak in there tonight and conduct a search." In fact, she didn't think that the two of them would gain anything. After all, the official Beyonders had already completed the investigation. She just wanted to take Janna through the process so that she would be familiar with how to handle similar matters. "Yeah." Janna nodded slightly. Franka took the opportunity to teach: “Before we officially dive in, we still have some preliminary work to do. "For an 'assassin', it means getting familiar with the environment, gathering intelligence, and checking locations and routes. For a 'witch', she also needs to do a divination beforehand." As Franka spoke, she took out a palm-sized mirror that she always carried with her. Jannah focused instantly. She had long been curious about the abilities associated with the "witch" mirror. ——Before, after she assassinated Hugues Artois and fled to the Golden Rooster Hotel, Franca heard that she had left blood at the scene, and quickly used the "mirror substitute" to help her cut off the mystical connection between her real body and the blood. Franka looked around and said under the cover of the night shadow: “When you become a ‘witch’, you will naturally master the ‘magic mirror divination method’ and the ‘magic wand divination method’. As for other divination methods, you need to learn them, but they are all very simple for a ‘witch’.
"When doing 'magic mirror divination', the most important thing is to choose the right person to pray to, because the essence of 'magic mirror divination' is to use the mystical symbol of the mirror to connect with the unknown existence and get the answer to the question from the other party. If the unknown existence has malicious intentions or is in a state of madness, then whether it directly exerts influence or gives a divination result with a trap, it will put you in danger. "When the time comes, I will give you a few safer objects to pray to. These are all verified. Among them, the one with the most accurate divination results will require you to pay a corresponding price. Unless the matter is particularly critical and the situation is particularly serious, I generally will not pray to him." "What's the price?" Janna's curiosity was aroused. Franka cleared her throat awkwardly and said: "The cost of your social death may not be that serious, but it will definitely bring you shame." She remembered that when she prayed to the magic mirror for the first time, she was asked in front of the "Judgement" lady: "When you comfort yourself, do you occasionally fantasize about certain men and want to try it out?" That question almost made her smash the mirror that served as a medium. At that time, she had just become a "witch" not long ago, and her self-perception was still a complete man, but her body had become that of a woman. She was also a person who loved novelty and experimenting, so it was inevitable that she would occasionally fantasize about it. Every time she did so, she felt guilty and ashamed. As a result, she was exposed in front of a demigod, and she had to answer honestly. To this day, when Franca thinks back to that scene, she still has the urge to bury her head in the sand, not listening to anything, not seeing anything. What is social death? This is it! Franka felt that she was obviously affected by this incident when she actually tried to find Gardner Martin to give it a try. This caused cracks in her psychological defenses and made her a little self-destructive. Shame...social death...you seem to have a deep understanding of this...Janna keenly noticed the hidden meaning in Franca's words. She muttered a few words in her heart and didn't ask any further questions. Franka briefly explained the steps of "Magic Mirror Divination" and finally gave a demonstration. She touched the surface of the mirror with her hand and recited the name of a certain existence who had verified its safety. When the mirror showed the light of water, she asked sternly: "Is it dangerous to explore Trier's Deep Valley Quarry tonight?" Because it is a question-based divination, the requirements for divination sentences are not strict. As Janna looked at him with curiosity and expectation, an old voice that seemed to come from the bottom of the river came from the mirror: “There is a certain danger.” PS: I’m asking for monthly tickets in the last three and a half days~ (End of this chapter)