Hearing Thermipoulos' rhetorical question, Lumian was shocked.
He really didn't suspect that there was anything wrong with Flemish staying at the Golden Rooster Hotel for so long and not being killed by the ghost of Monsouri.
According to the summary of the situation I saw last time in the "Old Magazine Library" at the headquarters of "Psychic" magazine, there was a case of being killed after meeting the ghost of Montsouri, and although Flemand's situation was rare, it was by no means unique.
After a moment, Lumian remembered an unusual detail in this matter:
The other victims were killed by the ghost of Monsouri that year, and Flemish met the ghost of Monsouri last year and later spent the New Year under the protection of the clergy.
Although it has indeed been less than a year since he met the ghost of Monsouri and when he left a suicide note to hang himself, compared with other cases, this is a situation that has never happened before.
"Is it this piece of 'Earth Blood' ore that protects Flemish and causes the ghost of Montsouri to postpone its actions again and again, breaking its own habits?" Lumian suppressed his voice and asked Thermibolos again.
This is a true angel, although perfectly sealed and unable to penetrate power, but his vision, insight, and personality alone are enough for him to see through the truth of many things.
Thermibolos replied in a magnificent cascading voice:
"It makes the Montsouri ghost fearful and loathing, but it does not possess any power.
"This may be a key to you."
"Key?" Lumian instantly had many associations, "Open the key to a secret room in Trier in the Fourth Age?"
Thermipolos said in an unusually thick voice:
"You will enter Trier in the Fourth Age, where your calamities and your encounters will come.
"Instead of waiting passively, it is better to actively explore and make more adequate preparations based on the feedback from each exploration."
"Your intentions are exposed too quickly, right?" Lumian couldn't help but laugh, "Are you thinking that I will die quickly? Then use the special underground to block the signal of seal collapse to ensure that you can get out safely and not be besieged?"
Thinking that the "Shadow Tree" has not been able to take root more deeply in the Quaternary Trier, Lumian has no interest in exploring the underground.
After saying that, without waiting for Thermipolos to respond, he left the room and went to the nearest bathroom, washing off the mysterious makeup on his face.
After removing the hidden danger, Lumian sat down at the wooden table and began to write letters.
The matter of Flemish and the "Earth Blood" ore is obviously abnormal, you can't say what Thermiporos says, you have to ask the "magician" lady for advice!
If you don't have enough brains and fully believe in the words of the evil god angel, sooner or later you will suffer a big loss, and even give your life!
Thermiporos' voice sounded again:
"Is that 'magician', the so-called 'tarot club', really trustworthy?
"They sealed me in your body, not trying to kill you, I'm afraid they wanted to use you to do something bad.
"They threw you directly to Trier, the center of the storm, but they didn't care about your situation, didn't you ask, don't you think there is a problem? It's definitely not something you can explain if you want to exercise."
Lumian smiled and sighed:
"Have you not deceived or instigated others before, relying purely on your own personality and ability to achieve your goals?
"Do you want me to buy a copy of "The Art of Persuasion" and read it every day for you to study?
"Let me tell you, I won't be fooled like this when I was in my early tens, and I know very well who I can rely on now, who is a friend, who is an enemy, and who needs to be beware."
Thermipolos did not speak again, as if seriously considering whether to learn the art of language.
Lumian quickly wrote a letter to the "Magician" lady, and handed it over to the summoned puppet messenger along with the "Earth Blood" ore.
Not long after, Ms. "Magician" replied and returned the mineral specimen:
"I'm glad you were vigilant enough not to fully believe Thermiporos' words.
"But part of what He said is indeed true, this ore itself does not possess power, but contains some aura and characteristics of unknown origin that have almost dissipated, and cannot help you, but I see that at some point in the future, it will bring you some encounters, which may be good or bad, and it is currently in a very chaotic state, and I cannot give an accurate interpretation.
"What Thermipolos deliberately misleads you about is that the corresponding encounters may not necessarily be in Trier in the Quaternary period, but may also be in other areas of the earth.
"After that, if you're ready to see what happens, take it with you every time you enter the Underground Trier, and if you don't want to take any risks, keep it in your room.
"The matter of interpreting symbolic elements that I mentioned last time has come to fruition, and a friend said that he is very good at this area, and I will take you to see him when he finishes his recent work......"
Lumian's hand holding the letter suddenly burst out of a crimson flame, burning the paper in his palm to ashes.
Based on the statements of Ms. "Magician" and Thermibolos, he truly believes that the "Earth Blood" ore in front of him can inspire some kind of mutation somewhere in the underground Trier, which may lead to an adventure, and may bury his life.
There's no need to take risks just yet...... Lumian muttered in his heart, having a clear enough understanding of his current strength.
After becoming a "fireman" in sequence 7, he no longer has shortcomings in melee, long-range attacks, hand-to-hand combat, or using spells, and is out of the category of ordinary people in the true sense, but the "hunter" is obviously more inclined to conventional combat, lacking some weird abilities and ways to deal with them, while Underground Trier, many areas are famous for their weirdness!
Lumian plans to wait for the initial digestion of the "Arsonist" magic potion and obtain the gift of "Inherited Man", and then consider whether to bring the "Earth Blood" ore for a walk based on the underground Trier information collected at that time.
It would be even better if you could make Shadow Branch into a magical item before then.
Gathering his thoughts, Lumian took the mineral specimen to White Coat Street and hid it in his safe house.
While the afternoon sun had not yet faded, he looked through Aurore's sorcery notes, combining Franca's teachings with his own experience in using fire spells to analyze and find problems.
After more than an hour, Lumian saw the part of summoning creatures in the spirit world and signing a contract.
He suddenly thought of the "blank paper", the contract creature "white paper" of his sister Aurora.
That fragile spiritual life can carry a certain ability of the contractor.
"I don't know if the contract between 'White Paper' and Aurore has been terminated, according to the contents of the note, except for holding the corresponding ceremony, only the complete death of one of both parties can break the contract.
"It's a pity that contract creatures can only be summoned by themselves, and they can't be summoned by others like messengers, otherwise I can use the 'blank paper' to see if Aurore has it and die completely......
"Well...... is there any information left by Aurore in the 'blank paper'?"
Lumian thought about it, and his thoughts suddenly turned to another question that he hadn't noticed before:
"Since Aurore occasionally wakes up, cuts the little blue book with me, pieces together letters, and asks the authorities for help, since her first reaction in the dream is to summon the messenger of 'Hela', the vice president of the 'Curly Baboon Research Society', to seek the other party's opinion, then why doesn't she summon the messenger when she is awake occasionally and tell Ms. 'Hela' about the difficulties she encountered?
"In the earliest reply letter that Ms. 'Hela' gave me, it was obvious that she had no knowledge of the situation.
"What limits Aurore from making such an attempt?
"Or, she did summon the messenger, and 'Hela' is lying!"
Lumian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't figure out which side of the problem was for the time being.
He is not too suspicious of "Hela" at the moment, thinking that there are other reasons.
You know, the messenger of "Hela" knows very well where he lives, and if the lady is really involved in the affairs of Kordu Village and plays some disgraceful role, she will definitely want to kill the last "survivor" without leaving any hidden dangers, and all this time, she not only did not make any substantive attempts, but also kindly provided knowledge and advice.
For a second, Lumian wanted to write down the question just now and send it directly to "Hela" to see what kind of answer she would make, but he finally restrained his impulse, fearing that it would pierce the king's new clothes and bring bad developments.
He decided to chat with Franka first to hear what this teammate, who was in the "Curly Baboon Research Society" and the "Tarot Society", had to say about "Hela".
If she thinks "Hela" is trustworthy and has told her about the "Curly Baboon Research Society" about her Major Arcana card, then Lumian will ask Ms. "Magician" to keep an eye on her side in advance, and then write to "Hela".
He forced himself to calm down and continued to study Aurore's sorcery notes until evening, when he left White Coat Street, turned to Market Avenue, and entered his own Breeze Ballroom.
"Good evening, boss!" Greetings came from all directions, Lumian nodded slightly, took Louis and Sarkota and walked up to the second floor.
Before he could sit down in the café, the dance hall manager René came over.
The thin middle-aged man pressed his hand on his chest and bowed:
"Mr. Shire, Mr. Martin asked you to go to Spring Street tomorrow at ten o'clock in the morning to find him."
The boss is looking for me? Lumian was both surprised and delighted.
He was surprised that nothing had happened in recent days, Gardner. Martin actually sent someone to find him, and he was happy to have the opportunity to get more contact with Gardner. Martin, thus gaining his trust, joined the "Iron Blood Cross".
(End of this chapter)