Chapter: 370

Lumian picked up the silver dagger on the table, played with it and said to Aosta: "I can give you 100 Felkin as a reward."

"Huh?" Aosta felt at a loss again.

He found that he was always unable to keep up with the other party's thinking.

"You, you still want the spring water from the Samaritan Woman's Spring?" He asked tentatively.

Lumian smiled: "Tell me, is there really?"

Looking at the smiling eyes of the other party, Aosta muttered for a few seconds: "I'm not sure."

Lumian nodded in satisfaction: The reason why Lumian made this request is, on the one hand, that Ms. "Magician"'s mission may be related to the party involving extraordinary materials, and on the other hand, it is because he also needs a similar party, so as to Collect weapons, materials, sealed items and occult knowledge.

Aosta swallowed her saliva with difficulty: "I, I can try, but it must be approved by the party organizer."

"No problem." Lumian took out a gold coin and motioned for Aosta to come over. "This gold louis is the reward for your inquiry. The remaining 80 Felkins will be given to you when I can attend the party."

Aosta didn't expect that the development of being beaten up turned into a commission to collect money, and he was a little stunned for a while.

After a few seconds, he cautiously came to the wooden table, took the gold louis worth 20 fils, and said to Lumian: "I'm not sure when he will give me an answer, but it won't be later than next Wednesday at the latest.

"I'm near the catacombs during the day and sleep here at night, you can come to me anytime."

Lumian nodded with a smile on his face, raised the silver dagger he was playing with in his hand, and thrust it into Aosta's shoulder.

The gurgling blood flowed out, Aosta took two steps back in horror, leaned against the wall, and shouted anxiously: "Don't kill me!

"I did not lie!"

Lumian picked up a glass vial placed on the wooden table, and walked towards Aosta with a smile: "Don't worry, I will kill you long ago.

During this process, he smiled at Aosta, "You have enough occult knowledge, you should know what blood on other people's hands means, don't lie to me."

"Curse..." Aosta didn't know for a moment whether he should be glad that he didn't die on the spot, or despair that the blood fell into the hands of this guy who was more dangerous than Baron Brinel.

"Bandage the wound yourself."

He doesn't have extraordinary skills in cursing, but he can try whether the expired blood can trigger the ability of "Fallen Mercury" to exchange fate.

It doesn't matter if you can't, anyway, just let Aosta believe that he will curse.

Glancing at Aosta who was trying to stop the bleeding, Lumian asked casually, "What are you going to do with Baron Brinel?"

"With this gold louis and the little money I saved, they should be able to live in peace for a week." Aosta smiled wryly, "If the debtors are forced to death, they won't be able to get a copy."

Aosta managed to squeeze out a smile: "I didn't lie to you, there really is the Samaritan Woman's Fountain!" "Really?" Lumian approached Aosta step by step, and said with a smile, "You can take a sip and let me see if it works. If it works, you will forget that I haven't paid you. If it doesn't work, why should I pay you?"

Aosta didn't know how to answer for a while, so he could only smile, nodded and said: "Trust me, trust me..."

Suddenly, he looked behind Lumian, his eyes straightened instantly, as if he saw something terrifying.

Lumian turned around "subconsciously" and looked at the door, but there was no one there.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Aosta got short, passed by him, and rushed towards the open door.

thump!

Aosta was tripped by Lumian's right foot stretched out at some point, and fell straight to the ground, the high bridge of his nose was stained blue, and his thin face was swollen.