Lumian glanced at the broken mirror in Franka's hand, and said with both joy and confusion:
"But I don't feel like I'm being attacked."
His "Dance of Recruitment" could still be danced for five or six seconds, until Franka grabbed his wrist and stopped early.
Franka cleared her throat and put on a teacher's posture and said:
"Some occult methods will not make you aware at all, and when you feel attacked, it is the moment of your death."
Could it be that the gap of one or two seconds when the "dance of recruitment" was stopped and actually drilled into the mirror was secretly influenced by that monster? Lumian nodded thoughtfully:
"Well, our bleeding in that space is also without warning, and I don't know how to stop it."
As he spoke, he looked at Franka's face and found that his skin was smooth and without any scars, and he couldn't see that there were still many places oozing blood just now.
Franka raised her hand and touched her face, and said after consideration:
"It's really weird.
"But we did lose some blood, and as a 'witch', I have an occult perception of the total amount of my blood.
"In other words, the injuries we suffered in that special mirror world were not false, but they did not leave wounds.
"Zhen, I didn't take out my calcium carbide lamp!"
She said as she turned around and rummaged through a pile of rubble on the side of the dimly lit tunnel.
Lumian didn't have time to bring his own calcium carbide lamp, so he could only observe Franka's every move with the help of a little light shining in from a distance.
In less than ten seconds, Franka pulled out a mirror from the pile of rubble.
The mirror seemed to be made of sterling silver, with a mysterious and slightly evil pattern on both sides, and the surface was dull and dull, as if it had been eroded by time.
"Sure enough, there is still a mirror in reality." Franka tried her best to avoid her figure being reflected by the classically shaped silver mirror, and taught Lumian by the way, "In an unsafe place, or when you have a strange encounter, don't look in the mirror if you can, otherwise something quite scary is likely to happen.
Lumian, who couldn't look in the mirror after not telling Franka to use the "secret glasses" to disguise himself, nodded:
"I can understand that the exit is a mirror, but what I can't understand now is why we walked into that space unnoticed, and we didn't encounter anything on the way."
"I'm also confused." Franka covered the surface of the classical silver mirror with handkerchiefs and other items, stood up and said, "This thing seems to be closely related to the 'witch' path, how about giving it to me? I'll go back and find something valuable to compensate you."
"No problem." Lumian laughed, "You don't actually need to ask me, I can't take you away."
Franka tsk:
"No, the spoils must be distributed reasonably, otherwise there will definitely be conflicts within the team, I used to be taken advantage of by people like this, if I hadn't had a good personality and didn't hold grudges, I would have wanted to take revenge on them a long time ago."
Ma'am, I suspect you're scolding me...... Lumian muttered silently.
If someone robs you of the spoils of war, there is no reason to take advantage of them, and your strength is not as good as that of the other party, although he won't say anything on the spot, he will definitely find a way to retaliate afterwards, and it is absolutely impossible to "forgive" like that.
Putting away the classical silver mirror, Franca pointed to the place where the light came through:
"Let's go over there and take a look, maybe we can run into the quarry police or other smugglers, just ask for directions.
"Underground Trier is disoriented and can't turn out, maybe even more dangerous than being trapped in that special mirror world just now."
yes...... Lumian strongly agreed.
If it weren't for this, the Monsuri ghost would have been cleaned up by the official extraordinaire.
The two of them walked forward along the tunnel with only a little light, each prepared for a possible attack.
Not long after, they saw a quarry hollow, in the middle of which stood a figure wearing a felt hat, and the light was emitted from the calcium carbide lamp in his hand.
"Uh......" Franka recognized it slightly, and shouted, "Fernandez!"
She discovered that the figure was none other than Fernandez, the smuggler who had been in charge of leading the way.
And this seems to be the quarry hollow they let each other wait for.
Fernandez turned around and asked in surprise and joy:
"Why did you come here from here?
"I waited for almost two quarters of an hour, but I didn't wait for you, and I went to the place where the footprints disappeared to look for you, but you don't know where you went."
Lumian and Franka looked at each other and nodded to each other.
They did stay in that special mirror world for almost two quarters of an hour.
Franka walked up to Fernandez and explained casually:
"We found some clues, tracked down, and ended up going back here, encountering an attack on the way and losing a calcium carbide lamp."
"What clues?" Fernandez was quite surprised.
Franka smiled:
"We'll talk to Crystal directly."
The smuggler Fernandez knew his identity, didn't ask any more questions, and led the two back along the original route.
They climbed the auxiliary well, turned into the underground part corresponding to the honest market area, and came all the way to the exit of the chaotic street.
It wasn't until the hawkers, the children picking up fruit peels, the homeless people huddled in the corners, and the pedestrians coming and going came into the eyes of Lumian and Franka at the same time, that the two of them truly felt like they had escaped from that strange space and returned to the real world.
After sitting on the "mouse" sent by Crystal and waiting in the nearby carriage, Lumian turned his gaze to Franka and asked in a low voice:
"What will you say later?"
- Fernandez knew the coachman and sat next to him, not in the carriage.
Franka chuckled:
"Let's just say we entered an unknown space, found some traces, and then escaped with my mirror magic.
"Other things have nothing to do with Crystal."
Lumian didn't say anything more, half-closed his eyes, and recalled all his experiences in that special mirror world.
The four-wheeled carriage quickly turned onto Market Avenue, ran all the way to the place near the Suhit steam train station, and turned into the street to the yard.
"Mouse" Crystal was waiting in a nearby warehouse.
Before long, Lumian and Franka saw the smuggler, who looked like a mouse.
Christo greeted him and said with a smile:
"Steam is on top, thank you, Elken and the others are back!"
Elken ...... Franka's eyes froze, and she blurted out:
"The missing caravan is back?"
Elken is Crystal's younger brother, who manages the smuggling caravan, and has disappeared before, and Franka still has his handkerchief on his body for divination.
Now he's back?
What's going on with this TM?
Crystal smiled and nodded:
"Yes, that shipment is back!
"They came back more than an hour ago."
More than an hour ago? Isn't that the time when we find the place where the footprints disappear and enter the world in that special mirror? Lumian frowned slightly, and doubts appeared in his heart.
That is, he has experienced more incredible things such as time loops and real dreams, so he is not a bit of a gaffe like Franka.
Seeing the surprise and confusion on both Franka and Ciel's faces, Crystal smiled:
"I'll let Elken tell you himself."
He immediately turned around, took a few steps towards the door of the warehouse, and shouted loudly:
"Elken, come out!"
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Franka tilted her head slightly, leaned next to Lumian's head, and said in a low voice:
"This is strange......"
Lumian outlined the corners of his mouth and said in a low voice:
"I wonder if the 'rats' have united to set a trap for us, using the disappearance of the goods to lure us underground and let us take the initiative to step into that dangerous space."
Franka looked him up and down and said funny:
"Are you too distrustful of others?"
Lumian said bluntly:
"The base salary of the dancers makes both the 'Giant' and Baron Brignel hate you, and I have occupied the Breeze Ballroom they both want.
"There is no conflict of interest between the 'mouse' and us, so he will come forward."
Franka fell into deep thought, seriously considering the possibility of being murdered.
At this time, Lumian smiled:
"This is just a guess, and I can't explain the footprints and other traces in the mirror world."
As soon as he finished speaking, a man under thirty years old came out of the warehouse.
This head is also not tall, only 1.6 meters tall, except for the lack of rat whiskers, it is another crystal.
"It's indeed Elken." Franka introduced Lumian in a low voice.
Then, she looked at Crystal and Elken who came over together, and said:
"Elken, what happened?"
Elken's dark blue eyes revealed a look of fear and joy:
"We walked into a strange world in a tunnel, and we couldn't get out, and in the afternoon, when we were exploring the way, we suddenly walked back to the original route."
Was our entry that gave them a chance to leave? Franka had a guess.
Lumian looked at Elken's gaze without the slightest emotion, as if he was looking at an enemy who might bring disaster to him.
What came to his mind was the drops of blood left on the ground of the mirror world, which gradually became denser from sparse to dense, and finally dyed almost an entire area red.
Can people who have shed so much blood really come back alive?
Franka obviously thought of this as well, looked at Elken and said:
"What happened to you there?"
Elken couldn't help but tremble a few times:
"We started bleeding for no reason, and by the end, many people were dying.
"The steam was on top, we found the exit in time, and it was restored as soon as it came out."
Really? Seeing that Elken, who was drawn with the triangular emblem, could match and explain what he said, Franka had to temporarily put away her inner doubts.
The "mouse" Christo next to him glanced at them and invited with a smile:
"No matter what, I need to thank you.
"Would you like to try the most authentic Savoyard roast chicken?"
"Okay." Lumian Deflanka replied.
Crystal immediately took out a string of keys and threw them to his brother Elken:
"You go to my office and get all the spices in it to the kitchen."
"Okay." Elken took the keys, climbed up the iron stairs embedded in the outer wall of the warehouse, climbed to the very top, inserted one of the keys into the door of Crystal's office with his left hand, and twisted it open.
Franka was stunned for a moment and said to herself:
"I remember Elken used to using his right hand......"
Without taking anything else, how could he open the door with his left hand very awkwardly?
Hearing Franka's words, Crystal nodded in response:
"Yes, he is right-handed."
(End of this chapter)