Lumian was in no hurry to rummage through the thick stack of spiritual creature information, and put them in the tin cabinet that had been added some time ago, along with Aurore's sorcery notes.
He has other things to do now.
He unscrewed the lid of the wide-mouth bottle, reached into the green spirit, and grabbed the plantagenet brooch called "Decency".
Lumian intends to try out the ability characteristics and negative effect strength of this seal now.
This cannot wait until the real battle is to become familiar with it, at that time, it will not be possible to grasp it at all, and it will not be able to form a sufficiently effective cooperation with its own extraordinary ability and attack rhythm.
Similarly, the extent to which the negative impact is strong must be tested now that it is in good condition, and cannot be hastily endured after a battle where both body and mind are traumatized.
By grasping the characteristics of negative effects in advance, Lumian can make truly effective choices in time that can avoid most of the effects after being forced to use "decent".
If a "hunter" is not familiar with his "weapon", it is easy to fail!
Lumian put the brooch carved into a plantage in front of him and began to concentrate, trying his best to sense it.
During this process, he felt the wind blowing in from outside the window, so his heart moved, he stood up, stretched out his right hand, and closed the half-open window.
With this action, the wind in the room suddenly disappeared, as if it was completely blocked out of the glass window.
Lumian then turned around, walked to the door, and opened and closed the door gently.
The safe house suddenly became quiet, as if it had become a confined space isolated from the outside world.
Lumian sat down again, letting his body radiate a feeling that would disgust and hate the critters.
This is an application of the ability to "provoke".
Almost at the same time, a squeaking sound sounded, and a mouse came out of nowhere, baring its teeth and claws at Lumian.
Lumian curled his index finger and thumb and flicked it quite casually.
A little crimson spark flew out and landed on the black-haired mouse, making it squeak and scream.
The rat was scorched in unbearable pain, freed from the effects of "provocation", and began to roam the room, seeking a way out of it.
But whether it was the crack of the door or the rat hole it originally dug out, it was sealed by an invisible force that blocked it back.
It lacks the ability to "open doors".
Lumian nodded in satisfaction, using the mouse to experiment with other abilities of the "decent" brooch.
That is, twelve or thirteen minutes, Lumian, who could not accurately grasp the time without a pocket watch, was cautious, took off the "decent" brooch, and threw it into the green spirit.
At the same time, he popped out a small red fireball again, ending the mouse's life, and the room was filled with the scent of roasted grease.
Lumian carried the wide-mouthed bottle and left the safe house, ready to test how disgusting and disgusting it could be.
In the evening, when the gas street lights were already on, as soon as he walked out of the apartment gate, he felt the pedestrians around him and the vendors on the road turning their heads to look at him.
They seemed to see what they hated the most, and they wanted to pick up the knives in their hands, bottles of wine, or iron pots with cooking food to attack Lumian.
"Lion" Ciel's signature golden black hair color kept them from turning impulses into reality.
This effect is equivalent to a large-scale "provocation"...... It's just out of my control...... Lumian had a rough judgment, and walked on the side of the road with unfriendly eyes, moving closer to the market avenue.
At this moment, two police officers wearing black uniforms, silver epaulettes, and waist-backed pistols patrolled by.
As soon as they saw Lumian, they immediately pointed at him and shouted loudly:
"Stop there, the police are inspecting!"
The effect is really strong...... Lumian didn't say a word, twisted his body, and ran away.
"Stop!"
The two police officers shouted a few words while pulling out their pistols and aimed them at Lumian's back.
Lumian dodged the pedestrian's quietly stretched out right foot, made a sharp turn, turned into an alley blocked by most of the barricades, and rushed into the underground Trier without looking back.
He does not carry a calcium carbide lamp or has dark vision, but the "arsonist" can create light for himself no matter what the environment is.
Lumian had a red fireball on the top of his head and on both shoulders, easily shook off the two policemen, and walked towards another underground trier entrance near White Coat Street.
As he walked, Lumian suddenly turned sideways and dodged a dark shadow that ejected from the corner.
It was a snake-like creature with dark scales.
It propped up the first half of its body, spitting out a bright red core, and confronted Lumian aggressively.
It's not just disgusting and disgusting to humans...... It must be seen or touched to have an impact...... Lumian sighed and shook his head, letting one of the fireballs fly out, blowing the blue-black poisonous snake into three pieces, and the aroma was overflowing.
Because he had basically determined the intensity and scope of the negative effects, he no longer "took risks", found a nearby cave with no living things, extinguished the fireball, sat in the dark, and waited quietly for the effect to disappear.
After an estimated hour, he stood up and again created three red fireballs on top of his head, left and right shoulders to illuminate the tunnel ahead.
Not long after, Lumian arrived at an exit next to White Coat Street and saw a figure carrying a calcium carbide lamp coming from the side tunnel.
Lumian laughed, raised his right hand and waved it:
"You have also become a rat who likes to move around in the underground Trier?"
The person who came was Jane.
Jian Na also saw him, frowned and said:
"Did you use 'provocation'? Why is it so annoying!"
"Almost." Lumian replied vaguely.
Jian Na couldn't control the disgust in her heart, and blurted out:
"Oh! Why do you use 'provocation' against me?"
That's right, he didn't come over and beat me directly, which means he still treats me as a friend...... When the negative effect is about to disappear, the intensity is about this...... Lumian smiled and explained briefly:
"Because of some encounters, I am tainted with an abominable aura, and it will disappear soon."
He immediately changed the topic and looked at Janna wearing a light white shirt and a light yellow dress, her hair was soft and draped down, she didn't wear any makeup, and she was wearing a small sun emblem around her neck:
"Why did you get to Underground Trier?"
Jian Na, who is now more like a college student in the memorial parish, curled her lips and said:
"Meet the two 'purifiers'.
"Didn't you say, let me show my devotion to the gods? I deliberately dressed like this in the style advocated by the church, and put on a sun talisman, but as a result, they led me to the underground Trier, saying that it was to avoid passing pedestrians.
Perhaps the negative impact of "decency" is really coming to an end, and Janna, who knows the reason, completely controls her reaction and emotionally communicates her experience with Lumian.
"Is it effective?" Lumian glanced at the brown wooden box held in front of him by Jane's right hand, and was in no hurry to ask what it was.
Jian Na said quite puzzledly:
"It works, the 'purifier' named Valente has a much better attitude towards me, and Imre has made similar changes, but I don't know why, they seem to be more defensive and vigilant towards me."
"Maybe you think you are deliberately trying to please them, afraid that you have other plans." Lumian tried to analyze the mentality of the two "purifiers", and pointed to the wooden box Janna was holding with his chin, "Did they pay you?"
Jian Na couldn't help but smile:
"Yes, they have verified the authenticity of the information in the deep valley quarry, and told me that it is indeed very important, and gave me two main materials and one auxiliary material for the 'instigator' magic potion as a reward, and let me collect the rest myself."
"Franka should have the remaining auxiliary materials there." Lumian said thoughtfully, "The main material of the Sequence 8 Magic Medicine is not cheap, even precious, is the information of the Deep Valley Quarry really that important?"
What exactly is involved in this?
Jian Na said "Hmm":
"They didn't go into details, but told me that due to problems between the churches, the 'purifiers' couldn't go directly into the quarry and do a full investigation right now, but they would keep an eye on it to prevent it from getting worse.
"They also asked me to continue to contact the client to see if I could get more information from the side, one of which was the advance remuneration of the main material of the magic potion."
"This is reasonable." Lumian nodded slightly.
Jian Na immediately sighed:
"I have fallen."
"Why do you say that?" Lumian raised his eyebrows.
Jian Na scratched her falling hair:
"I should have asked for a sum of money first, paid off all debts, and then considered the materials for the 'instigator' magic potion."
"When you become an 'instigator', the money is just a small thing." Lumian sneered, "You don't still think about local singers to pay off debts, do you?"
Jian Na was silent for a few seconds and said:
"But I don't want to harm others."
"Isn't it enough to find that kind of bad guy?" Lumian worked hard to "set fire" in Jane's heart.
"TMD, you are the 'instigator', right?" Jane muttered and asked instead, "How much should I compensate Franka? We got that information together, I can't just get paid, she can't get anything."
Lumian laughed:
"Counting the magic potion formula she gave you, even if you use the friend's price, you have to give her 20,000 Felkin."
"Little 20,000 Felkin ......" Jian Na looked pained, "I can only owe it first, you say, will the higher the sequence, the more money you owe? The magic medicine formula and materials are so expensive......"
"But the ability to make money will be stronger." Lumian said half-encouraging and half-comforting.
He immediately extinguished the three fireballs on his body, rubbed Jana's calcium carbide light, and walked towards the exit of the underground Trier.
After walking a few steps, Jane Na asked suspiciously:
"Why do you want to get a fireball on the top of your head and on both shoulders, what's the point of that?"
"Haven't you heard that there are three lamps on a person's body, one on the top of the head, one on the left shoulder, and one on the right shoulder?" Lumian asked rhetorically.
"No." Jane shook her head and asked curiously, "Is this occult knowledge?"
"No, folk legend." Lumian smiled, "I thought it was cool, so I simulated it."
Jian Na couldn't help but burst into foul language:
"Oh! You are so naïve!"
During the exchange, the two left the underground Trier and walked into Apartment 601, No. 3 White Coat Street, under Franka's suspicious gaze.
(End of this chapter)