Chapter: 706
Suddenly, a crimson flame burst out from Lumian's hand holding the letter, burning the paper in his hand to ashes.
Based on what Madam Magician and Termipoulos said, he really believed that the earth blood ore in front of him could trigger some kind of mutation somewhere underground in Trier. life buried.
"There's no need to take risks yet." Lumian muttered in his heart. He had a clear enough understanding of his current strength. After he became a Sequence 7 [Pyromancer], he would be able to fight in close combat, or from a distance, or in hand-to-hand combat. Still using spells, there is no longer a shortcoming, and it is out of the category of ordinary people in a true sense, but [Hunter] is obviously more inclined to conventional combat, lacking some weird abilities and ways to deal with them, while Underground Trier, Many areas are known for being eerie.
Lumian intends to wait for the initial digestion of the [Pyromancer] potion and obtain the gift of [The Deeded Person], and then consider whether to take the Earth Blood Ore for a tour based on the underground Trier information collected at that time. It would be even better if the shadow branch could be made into a magical item before then. Concentrating his thoughts, Lumian brought the mineral specimen to Whitecoat Street and hid it in his safe house. The sun has not faded, he flipped through Aurora's witchcraft notes, combined Franka's teachings and his own experience of using fire spells, analyzed paragraph by paragraph, and looked for problems.
After more than an hour, Lumian saw the part of summoning spirit world creatures and signing the contract, and he suddenly thought of [blank paper], the contracted creature [blank paper] of his sister Aurora, the fragile spirit world life can carry A certain ability of the contractor.
I don't know if the contract between [Blank Paper] and Aurora has been terminated. According to the content 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 contracted creatures can only be summoned by themselves, and they cannot be summoned by others like a messenger. Otherwise, I can use [blank paper] to see if there is Aurora, and die completely.
Hmm, 【White Paper】Will there be any information left by Auror there.
Lumian thought about it, and his thoughts suddenly turned to another problem that he hadn't noticed before. Since Aurora would wake up by chance, he and I cut out the little blue book, pieced together letters, and asked the authorities for help.
Since her first reaction in the dream was to summon the courier of Hela, the vice president of the Curly-haired Baboon Research Society, to seek advice from the other party, why didn't she summon the courier to tell her about the predicament she encountered when she was sober? Ms Hella.
In Ms. Hella's earliest reply to me, she obviously didn't have any understanding of the situation, what restricted Aurora from making such an attempt, or that she had indeed summoned a messenger, and Hela was lying.
Lumian's eyes narrowed slightly. He lacked the corresponding memory, and he couldn't figure out which side the problem was for the time being. He is not too suspicious of Hela at the moment, and thinks there are other reasons. You must know that Hela's messenger knows very well where he lives. Where, if that lady is really involved in the matter of Kordu Village and plays a disgraceful role, she will definitely hope to kill the last survivors without leaving any hidden dangers, and all along, she has not only He did not make any substantive attempts, but also provided knowledge and advice in a friendly manner. For a second, Lumian wanted to write down the question just now and send it directly to Hela.
It depends on what kind of answer she will make, but in the end he restrained his impulse, fearing that he would pierce the king's new clothes and bring about bad development.
He decided to have a chat with Franka first, to hear what this teammate from the Curly-haired Baboon Research Society and the Tarot Society had to say about Hela.
If she felt that Hela was trustworthy, and had told her about the Curly-haired Baboon Research Society's Major Arcana card, then Lumian would ask Madam Magician to pay attention to her side in advance, and then write a letter to ask Hela.
He forcibly calmed down, and continued to study Auror's witchcraft notebooks. It was not until evening that 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, followed Louis and Sakota, and walked to the second floor. Before he could sit down in the cafe, the ballroom manager René Then he came over, and the thin middle-aged man put his hands on his chest, bowed and said, "Mr. Charles, Martin asked you to go to Spring Street to find him at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."
Lumian was both surprised and delighted when the boss came looking for me. He was surprised that Gardner Martin sent someone to look for him when nothing happened in the past few days.
The joy is that I have the opportunity to get in touch with Gardner Martin more, so as to gain his trust and join the [Jagged Cross]
"good."
Lumian nodded to the manager René.
After eating a dinner consisting of grilled lamb chops in tin foil, scrambled eggs, pigeon with minced onion, and jam pie, Lumian wiped his mouth with a napkin.
Stand up, walk to the cafe, one of the balconies, overlooking the market avenue that has entered the night.
The gas street lamps emitted a slightly hazy, yellowish light, illuminating the road for the carriages and pedestrians on the road.
At this time, one after another, people walked into the Breeze Ballroom and joined the ranks of the carnival.
Frankly speaking, compared to here, Lumian prefers to drink in the basement bar of the Golden Rooster Hotel, which makes him more relaxed and happy.
In his opinion, the guests of the Breeze Ballroom are too indulgent, either regardless of their family situation or their own future, they just want to indulge in alcohol, sex, dancing and yelling, while the regular customers of the basement bar, Most of them are the tenants of the Golden Rooster Hotel. They usually come back at nine or ten o'clock, and they have to go to bed before 1 o'clock in the morning. They go to drink, sing, brag, and dance, mainly to seize the short two or three hours. Give yourself a little joy.
Only in this way can they have the courage to face the heavy work of the next day and have expectations for the new day.
This is like a kerosene lamp, which must be refueled regularly to continue to emit light.
Lumian looked down, and after a few minutes on Market Avenue, he suddenly saw a familiar figure.