"Doctor"? Lumian thought of the two bottles of "healing potions" obtained from the Stinger Gang.
Their healing effect is really quite good.
Lumian leaned back in his chair and looked at Lugano. Toscano's eyes did not speak for a long time.
This made Lugano gradually feel a little uneasy, and his body became tense.
Finally, Lumian smiled:
"The mill is not my property, I am just managing it for the boss.
"I don't know if you have the ability to manage it, but I can give you a chance."
Lugano suddenly relaxed and said with a smile:
"Boss, I won't let you down!"
Lumian amplified his voice, called Louis over, and said to him:
"From now on, you will be Lugano's deputy and manage the mill ballroom with him."
And this kind of good thing? But why reuse bounty hunters who have just joined our Savoyard party? Before Louis could respond, Lumian was already looking at Lugano:
"I give you two months, during which you and your friends will be the protectors of the Mill Ballroom and can take a portion of the profits it earns.
"How to allocate it, you discuss it with the manager of the dance hall."
Lumian deliberately did not explain the distribution plan of the dance hall's profits, especially the details of how much should be given to him, and wanted to see what Lugano would do.
"Thank you, boss!" Lugano did not hide his joy.
He almost blurted out, "When I become a 'doctor', no matter what illness or injury you have, I can cure you", but after thinking about it, this seemed to curse the "lion" Charles for being sick and injured, so he quickly closed his mouth.
Watching Lugano and Luis leave the café on the second floor while discussing the mill ballroom, the smile on Lumian's face gradually faded.
Lugano. Toscano was so flattering, so flattering, and so passionate that he intuitively thought that the other party might have other plans, just like he had sold the fake diamond necklace to Baron Brignel.
However, he used a way to show his own strength and madness, focusing on letting Baron Brignel see the value of use, and Lugano. Toscano was more flattering and flattering, and of course, he inevitably showed his usefulness.
Therefore, Lumian decided to hand over the Mill Dance Hall to the other party for two months.
If this bounty hunter does have other plans, putting him under his nose can more effectively detect his anomalies and take action in time, and if he is fine, it can be said that it is very cost-effective to exchange part of the proceeds from the Mill Ballroom for a "doctor".
Anyway, you don't have to pay for Lumian himself, the mill dance hall is the property of the Savoyard party, and he will lose some dividends at most, and this can be done through Lugano. Toscano's effective improvement to the chaos in the Mill Ballroom makes up for it.
After sitting for a while, Lumian left the Breeze Ballroom and returned to Room 207 of the Golden Rooster Hotel, drawing the curtains.
He sat down at the wooden table and began to write:
"Dear Madam 'Magician',
"I have participated in the initiation ceremony and officially become a member of the 'Iron Blood Cross'.
"The specific process of the ceremony is......
"I'm a little puzzled, Gardner. Among the members of the 'Iron Cross' under Martin, there are extraordinary people who are obviously not 'hunters', how did they pass the vigil? They belong to the 'assassin' path? In other words, Gardner. Martin determined from other aspects that they were trustworthy and did not need to be contaminated?"
Lumian originally wanted to say, "Did they enter No. 13 Market Avenue at a special time and did something specific", but he felt that at that time, the official extraordinary person must be staring, and it was unlikely that people would get close to No. 13 Market Avenue.
Folding the letter neatly, Lumian arranged the altar and summoned the "doll" messenger.
He asked cautiously:
"Is there anyone secretly monitoring me now?"
"No." The "doll" messenger shook his head slowly.
Lumian breathed a sigh of relief and put the two things on his recent schedule: reporting to Mr. K and going to the "Fool" Church at Laverny Pier to listen to the sermon.
He only waited for nearly a quarter of an hour before Ms. "Magician" replied:
"Once, I heard the messenger of Mr. 'Fool' mention that one of his friends was originally a member of the 'Iron-Blooded Cross', but he couldn't stand the group and chose to leave the organization and fled to the sea.
"I couldn't understand it before, but now I can experience that feeling, it's really wronged to you."
It's not that aggrieved, it's also a very interesting thing to watch those guys perform, the diversity of human beings...... Lumian didn't think there was anything wrong.
What he cares more about is another point:
When Ms. "Magician" mentioned Mr. "Fool"'s divine messenger, she did not use "one" or "one of them" to modify it.
Lumian suspected that Mr. "The Fool" had only one divine messenger!
Of course, the premise is that the holders of the Major Arcana who participate in the Divine Council are not Messengers.
As his thoughts turned, Lumian looked down and read the last part of the short reply letter:
"It could be an 'assassin' or there may be other ways to contaminate.
"I remember to remind the 'Two of Cups' that if she is tested and participates in the vigil, in addition to always remembering 'don't respond', it is best to bring the ancient mirror that can enter the world in the underground mirror.
That mirror...... Lumian thought as he let the letter paper be quickly engulfed in crimson flames.
He was about to wash up and rest when he suddenly sensed something and turned his gaze to the door.
There was a knock on the door.
"Who?" Lumian asked.
"Guess who I am." A voice that seemed to be deliberately pinched came from outside the door.
Lumian, who was sitting on the chair, looked up helplessly and glanced at the ceiling where there were no bed bugs:
"Come in."
As he expected, it was Franka who knocked on the door, followed by Jenna.
They dressed up as assassins with different temperaments.
"Is this here to 'fight evil' with me?" Lumian joked.
Franka replied disdainfully:
"I don't play cards with people like you who can't afford to lose."
Not only that, he also laughed at their poor card skills, so angry that Franka suspected that he was cheating.
"We are here to borrow you the occult magazine." Franka added as she walked into the small room.
In response, Lumian scoffed:
"You can't deceive people like this, why do you come here late at night with the occult magazine, can't you wait until tomorrow?
"I don't think Jianna is like someone who stays up late to study.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
Both ladies grinded their teeth at the same time.
When Franka closed the door, Jane Na glanced left and right, and asked cautiously:
"The soundproofing here doesn't seem to be very good, will the people next door hear what we are talking about?"
Lumian smiled:
"Yes, I've made progress, I know I'm worried about being eavesdropped, unlike before, who didn't pay attention at all and dared to say anything."
Previously...... Franka's suspicious gaze moved from Jane to Lumian, and from Lumian to Jana.
"Oh! At that time, we didn't talk about anything important!" Jane Na tried hard to defend herself, "Why don't you say Charlie? As soon as he enters the door, he talks about things that others can't know."
Charlie? Franka's brows relaxed.
"That's because I was sure that the people in the surrounding room were either sleeping or going out, so I didn't stop him." Lumian stood up, pulled out the ritual silver dagger, and let spirituality erupt from the tip of the knife, building a "spiritual wall" that surrounded the entire room.
The singing, noise, and various movements in the Golden Rooster Hotel on the street suddenly became distant and inaudible.
When Jenna saw such a scene, she felt the change before and after, and felt that it was very magical.
Franka quietly pursed her mouth and said to Jenna:
"This is a means of creating a 'spiritual wall' in ritual magic, which is a basic application, and when you become a 'witch', you will naturally be able to master it."
Speaking of this, she couldn't help but imagine what the "witch" version of Jane Na would look like.
After the two ladies sat side by side at Lumian's bedside, you talked about the disappearance of the gatekeeper of the Valley Monastery, focusing on the harvest of exploring the Valley Quarry tonight.
"What do you think is hidden there, what should we do?" Franka threw the bottle back to Lumian.
Lumian looked at the companion who was not wearing red boots, smiled and asked:
"Don't you have the answer?"
With Franka's experience and insights, he must have thought about the follow-up process.
Franka smiled:
"Isn't this to hear your opinion?"
"My opinion?" Lumian joked, "This is a chance to earn 20,000 Felkin, hurry up and take advantage of that strange monk to go back and venture into the deep valley quarry!"
Jian Na's eyes rolled slightly, and she confirmed with some understanding:
"You mean, it's too dangerous, it's best not to investigate further?"
After listening to Lumian's ridicule a lot, she could already tell which ones were irony, which ones were blows, and which ones were pranks.
"Yes." Franka took over the topic, "Now looking back on the client's words, I suspect that something is wrong within the Deep Valley Monastery, some people want to cover up some secrets, some people want to expose it, and getting involved in the internal conflicts of a Orthodox Church is a very dangerous thing for any extraordinary person."
"Internal contradictions?" Jian Na was slightly stunned.
Lumian smiled:
"A janitor disappeared when he disappeared, and that client was obviously not his relatives and friends, so why spend 20,000 Felkin to find him? Moreover, he also said that even if the janitor has turned into a corpse, the body must be carried to the Valley Monastery.
"Isn't this for someone to see?"
Jane Na was almost persuaded, but there were still a lot of doubts:
"Okay, but those hands and feet in the secret cave of the quarry are very evil and bloody, and they don't look like they were made by the Orthodox Church."
ps: I asked for a monthly pass on the last day~
(End of this chapter)