Chapter 499 Sin (Please give me a monthly ticket in the last half day) Regarding Franka's suggestion, Lumian said nonchalantly: "Okay, if any of you want to use this armor later, I will 'teleport' it to you. "What's this called? This is called the Shire Post, delivered immediately!" After making a joke, he walked to the "Arrogant Armor" standing on the side of the coffee table and stuffed its silver-white gloves into the opening of the "Traveler's Bag". With this movement, the tall full-body armor shrank into a small dark black cloth bag. ——As long as one part of an item can enter the "Traveler's Baggage", then no matter how big the item is, it can pass through the opening as long as it does not exceed the accommodation space. However, a living flesh and blood body cannot normally be put into the "Traveler's Baggage". Based on these two points, when Lumian got this extraordinary item and its "instructions", his first reaction was that it could be used to hide corpses. "It's amazing..." Janna looked at the scene with a little envy. She had attended many occult gatherings and had never seen anything like it. The closest thing to this was actually the world in the painting. After Lumian hid the "traveler's bag" inside his clothes, he looked around with a smile and said to Anthony and Janna:
"After what happened this time, you should all be able to see that there is a secret organization behind Franka and I. It's not the 'Iron Cross', nor is it the Witch Cult. So, are you interested in joining? If not, you will need to sign a confidentiality agreement or make a binding commitment to keep the secret." Janna had heard Lumian and Franca mention that secret organization before. She knew that the one they truly believed in was Mr. "The Fool" and that they used tarot cards as their code name. Now, having received a response from Mr. "The Fool", she no longer had any hesitation: "I want to be one of you." Anthony Reid was silent for a few seconds, then asked tentatively: "Is your organization following a secret entity?" "It's a true god." Lumian said, "I understand your concerns." "If you don't believe it, I can take you to visit the church." Anthony watched his eyes and expression to make sure he was not lying. The "psychologist" smiled bitterly and said: "That's fine with me. My previous experiences and this incident have taught me one thing: I'm still too weak to prevent such a disaster from happening. Even if it happens right next to me, I can only watch myself and the people around me fall into the abyss." If you want to strengthen yourself, joining a secret organization is a good choice, especially when that secret organization follows a righteous god. As a believer of the "God of Steam and Machinery", Anthony thought about it carefully just now and found that there was no content in the church's scriptures that was hostile to any righteous god, unlike the "Eternal Sun" church, which always taught believers to hate the "Lord of Storms" and the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom". In other words, faith would not prevent Anthony from joining such a secret organization. Without waiting for Lumian and Franca to respond, Anthony laughed at himself and said: "I originally wanted to go back to the west coast of Jianhai to live a rural life, but now I am worried that there is no way to truly escape the disaster. Just like the people in the market area, who is willing to suffer from abnormal changes again and again and wander on the edge of life and death? However, their will and their wishes have no effect. "From my personal experience, disasters are becoming more frequent." Lumian laughed at his companion: "You became more verbose after your mental illness was cured." He immediately said: "Once you have determined which Major Arcana card you belong to and have been assigned a task, we can discuss the rest of the matter." Janna pursed her lips and said with a somewhat gloomy expression:
"I actually quite like living in the market area..." Now it looks like we need to move away. Lumian laughed: "This is actually a protection for the market area. 'Hunters' and 'Witches' always bring disaster." Always brings disaster, even if nothing is done? Janna's eyes narrowed and she fell into deep thought. "Get lost! You're obviously the only one like this!" Franca cursed angrily and amusedly. In recent months, most of the disasters in the market area have occurred around the Shire. What does it have to do with me and Janna? Doesn’t that prove that “007” is right? After explaining other things, Lumian and Franca walked out of No. 3 White Coat Street in the morning sunshine. One of their destinations was the headquarters of "Psychic" magazine on Scheer Street in the Boulevard District, and the other was going to the town of Chaillot. Instead of taking the public carriage as usual, Lumien chose a four-wheeled two-seater hackney carriage. Outside the car window, street vendors were selling sour wine, meat patties, freshwater fish, onion bread, hot sauce, bean paste and other items. Passers-by either stopped to buy or hurried by. Some were dressed as clerks, while others wore workers' uniforms of different colors. After last night's riots and apocalyptic rainstorms, the place was bustling and noisy again. For Lumian, this was no different from the previous market area, except that he became a wanted criminal again, as Charles Dubois, a member of the "Iron Cross" and leader of the Savoyard Party. The Breeze Ballroom and other businesses were undoubtedly taken over by the Police Headquarters, and the power of the Iron Cross in the market area was almost uprooted. Lumian regretted this because it meant he lost his stable source of money. Of course, after taking Ludwig in last night and informing Ms. Magician about the information, he took advantage of the chaos and went back to Breeze Ballroom to take out 3 Fel Gold from the safe. He now had a total of Fel Gold and 1000 worth of gold on him. Looking at the people coming and going and listening to the vendors' calls, Lumian's thoughts gradually drifted away. After "reporting" what happened last night to Mr. K and obtaining the consent of the "Aurora Society" envoy, he will leave Trier and go to the Kingdom of Feynaport. Before the official trip, he still has three things to do: One is to find Lugano Toscano, who is unemployed again, and ask him if he is willing to follow him to Santa Port in Feynetport. This Beyonder who has become a Sequence 8 Physician often went to Feynetport for adventures before, and can speak fluent Plateau language. Lumian only knows Intis and Ancient Feysac, and if he goes to the destination rashly, he will fall into the dilemma of relying entirely on body language to communicate. The second is to wait for Jana and Anthony's major arcana cards to assign them tasks, to see if they can act together and help each other; The third is to use the messenger-related spiritual creature information that came with the "Harvester" potion formula given by the "Magician" lady, and try to have a messenger. This way, it will be more convenient to contact Franka and the others later. In addition, he also has to hold a ceremony to increase one or two contract abilities. ………… At the bottom of the off-white luxurious house at 19 Scheer Street in the Boulevard area. Lumian met Mr. K again in the basement. The angel, whose face was obscured by the shadow of his hood, sat in a red armchair and looked at Lumian with deep eyes. "I entered Trier in the Fourth Epoch last night." Lumian went straight to the point, trying to draw Mr. K's attention to this matter. Mr. K's hooded head seemed to nod: "I know. Tell me the whole story."
You know? Lumian was startled as he began to talk about how he captured Bouvard Pomparo during his revenge, and how he and Franka defeated the mirror Gardner and used that special mirror world to escape from Trier in the Fourth Epoch. Throughout the whole incident, he only talked about his own experience, and did not talk about Janna's and the others' experiences or his own speculations based on them. For example, he did not mention the lucky coin or Janna's prayer to Mr. Fool, but only said that he had inexplicably entered the world in the painting. Likewise, he didn't mention many details. Mr. K listened attentively without interrupting Lumian's statement. When Lumian said that the market branch of the Iron Cross had been cleared out and his identity had been exposed, and he could no longer hide, and wanted to leave Trier for a while to track down his enemies in Feynaport, Mr. K stood up and said in a hoarse voice: "no problem. "You can always ask for my help." After saying this, without waiting for Lumian's response, the messenger of the Aurora Society turned around, knelt down suddenly, and crawled on the ground. Mr. K's face was pressed against the floor tiles, and he was muttering to himself, not knowing what he was saying. Lumian waited quietly without interrupting Mr. K. He only felt the shadows around him grow darker, as if there were eyes staring at him from within, causing his hair to stand on end and a chill down his spine. However, he was not nervous. He thought it was normal for people from the Aurora Society to suddenly go crazy and do weird things. I don’t know how long it took, but in the indescribable stagnation, Mr. K started coughing violently, and there seemed to be some blood splattering on the ground. He immediately raised his head and said in a hoarse voice that hinted at madness: "Merciful Father, please forgive me for the sins I have committed." After saying it three times in a row, Mr. K put his face back to the ground and made sounds that sounded like chewing and swallowing. After doing all this, he stood up and tapped his chest four times in the order of up, down, left and right. "What happened and why do you want to confess?" Lumian asked curiously. Mr. K said hoarsely: "During last night's disaster, our Aurora Society failed to respond in time and failed to cooperate with you in destroying the ceremony. This is my dereliction of duty." "This is not your responsibility." Lumian responded with a slight twitch of his lips. This was mainly because of the actions taken by the "Tarot Club" that led to the advancement of the "Hostel" plan. It was already good enough that the "Aurora Club" was able to quickly figure out what had happened. There was no need to repent for it and take the blame on themselves. Mr. K shook his head: "No matter what the reason is, if you don't do it well, you are guilty." Do you have to be so responsible... You are just a secret organization, not fanatical believers of the "Eternal Sun"... Lumian muttered silently. As if sensing his thoughts, Mr. K opened his arms and said with great enthusiasm: "Because we, the Aurora Society, are born to bear all sins." I think you are too extreme... Lumian managed to control his expression with great difficulty. PS: I’m asking for monthly tickets in the last half day. There will be an advance update at 0:05~ (End of this chapter)