"How could you get lost?" Lumian asked with some doubts.
Baron Brignel is not only a gang leader, but also an extraordinary person, as long as he is not neglected, how can he let a child go lost?
Besides, who dares to abduct his child in the market area?
Sakota shook her head:
"No specifics."
Could it be that the "Rose School" did it and wanted to find out the real situation of the Savoyard Party from Baron Brignel? Lumian combined with recent events and had some speculations that could not be confirmed for the time being.
He thought for a moment and said:
"Do you know what Brignel's illegitimate son looks like?"
Sakota nodded:
"When the baron's men came to find someone, they took portraits, which were similar to the photos."
A portrait similar to the photo...... Was this using ritual magic? Lumian remembered the contents of Aurore's sorcery notes.
He glanced at the bright sunlight outside the window and said to Sakota:
"You bring some people to help Brignel."
Whether that child is controlled by the people of the "Rose School" or really lost, if he can't find it for a long time, the end will definitely be tragic.
At his age, even if nothing else happened, he would not live long if he became a wanderer.
"Okay." Sakota didn't ask why he took the initiative to send someone to help Baron Brignel.
Anyway, it's not yet noon, the Breeze Ballroom has just opened, and there is really business after three or four o'clock, except for the cleaning and the staff busy in the kitchen, everything else is very free.
Lumian asked for a glass of sugar wine with ice and water, stood on the balcony of the café with it, and watched several gang members ask the homeless along the market avenue.
After a while, "Mouse" Crystal appeared, a short smuggling leader with seven or eight dogs of different coat colors and breeds, coming out of an alley very eye-catching, and then into the alley diagonally opposite.
Not long after, he approached the Breeze Ballroom.
Seeing this, Lumian drank the remaining sugar wine, put the cup on the fence, and jumped directly from the second floor to the street.
Crystal, who had two skills of rat whiskers, leaned closer very consciously and said with a flattering smile:
"Good morning, Ciel."
"Are you helping Brignel find his illegitimate son?" Lumian asked bluntly.
Crystal nodded slightly:
"Yes, he came to ask me for help, and it just so happens that these little guys are very good at finding people."
The "mouse" said as he touched the dogs' heads dotingly.
Sometimes they come together, sometimes they spread out, looking for a specific scent.
Baron Brignel really likes that illegitimate son...... Lumian thoughtfully reminded "Mouse" Crystal:
"There may be something wrong with this matter, you should be careful, don't let anyone find it and lose it yourself."
The "Rose School" captured the little boy was always one of the possibilities.
Crystal was startled, and thought carefully and said:
"It's a bit of a problem, in the past few years, we have never heard that Brignel has such an illegitimate child, and Brignel attaches so much importance to it, how could he let him get lost?"
An illegitimate child that suddenly appeared? Lumian instantly felt that this matter might be more complicated than he expected.
After talking to himself for a few words, Crystal said gratefully:
"Ciel, you do have more brains than me."
"Don't you have a potion that can improve your mind?" Lumian asked half-jokingly, half-curiously.
While letting several big dogs rub against his trouser legs, Crystal laughed and said:
"Yes, there is, but they are all temporary, and the effect is average, far from the level of magic medicine.
Lumian asked instead:
"Do you have real mummy ashes?"
Christo suddenly showed an ambiguous expression:
"How much do you want? I can give you the best effect, Jana's 'little bitch' often hangs out with Franka, not so easy to deal with, a few days ago, Franka also came to ask me if I have real mummy ashes, tsk, the boss can't stand it."
And Charles still has many dancers and actors' mistresses, no matter how young they are, they have to seek help from medicine.
"I mean real mummy ashes." Lumian raised his hand and touched his chin.
"That's not true." Crystal shook his head, "That thing doesn't work, and I don't know who made the lie, but I do have a potion that can satisfy all lovers, made with other herbs, and claims that the main ingredient is mummy ashes."
"Did Franka buy it?" Lumian asked with a smile.
"I bought it." Crystal smiled very cooperatively, "It should be the boss himself who is embarrassed to come to me."
It's well disguised, so that the "mouse" doesn't realize that what it really wants is the mummy ashes that have no "effect"...... Lumian breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly:
"What I need is real mummy ashes, which have their own role in the occult, you often come into contact with merchants who sell medicinal materials, help me keep an eye on them."
"No problem." Crystal suspected that Ciel was looking for decency, and did not dare to admit that what he was looking for was the kind of secret medicine, and he had to use the occult as an excuse to find the mummy's ashes, but he did not expose it, after all, it was just a small matter.
After watching Crystal continue to search for Baron Brignel's lost illegitimate son with his dogs, Lumian turned around and walked back to the ballroom.
Before he could get close to the bar, Thermiporos' magnificent cascading voice sounded in his ears:
"Go to the cellar."
Go to the cellar...... Lumian's first reaction was what kind of trick this fateful angel wanted to play.
"Which cellar?" He asked tentatively.
"A cellar where ingredients are stored." Thermipolos replied.
So active, so active...... What exactly does He want to do? Lumian began to examine whether there was a hidden conspiracy.
Thermibolos continued:
"For you, it was a fateful encounter.
"Even if you don't go, it will take the initiative to come towards you, which is destined to happen."
What you said makes me a little scared...... Thermibolos should not put me in direct danger now...... What exactly will be in the cellar...... Lumian thought for a moment, feeling that it was close to noon, and the cellar where the ingredients were stored was usually not lacking in personnel, so theoretically there should be no abnormalities and dangers.
After repeated weighing, he planned to go to the door of the cellar to see and listen first, but he really sensed that something was wrong, and then wrote to the "magician" lady asking if he wanted to enter the cellar as Thermipolos said.
Amid the greetings of the cook, the assistant cook, the handyman, and the dishwasher, Lumian walked through the kitchen and down the stairs to the cellar where the ingredients were stored.
The dark brown wooden door of the cellar was tightly closed, as usual.
Lumian turned his ears sideways and listened to the movement inside.
A less obvious chewing sound came into his ears.
This is not an exaggeration, and it will not give people the terrible speculation that the monster is devouring the flesh, which is closer to a long-hungry homeless man nibbling on food.
There is really a problem...... Lumian carefully pushed the cellar door open a little.
The light inside the stairs seeped in a little, reflecting a figure.
It was a seven or eight-year-old boy, with his back to Lumian, with short yellow hair, a caramel-colored coat, white stockings and black strapless leather shoes on his feet, and a dark red, heavy hard schoolbag behind him.
This kind of dress made Lumian look very familiar.
He instantly remembered where he had seen it:
On the illegitimate son of Baron Brignel!
Did he get lost and hide in the ingredient cellar of the Breeze Ballroom? Lumian originally planned to take a slight look at the situation inside, so he quickly sewed the door closed, left here, and went to the Golden Rooster Hotel to write a letter to the "magician" lady, but when he found that the person in the cellar was suspected to be the illegitimate son of Baron Brignel, he frowned slightly and pushed the dark brown wooden door wider.
More light shone in, and the little boy subconsciously turned his body and looked at the door.
Lumian saw the brass buttons on his clothes, the black and white checkered shirt and linen coat, the face with obvious baby fat, the brown eyes that were not panicked but dazed, and the mouth that was dripping with blood.
The little boy was holding a few pieces of raw steak with dark red blood in his hand, his mouth kept opening and closing, chewing on a blurry flesh suspected to be a mouse, and his thin black tail was gently swaying on his lips.
Lumian squinted his eyes and inserted his left hand into his trouser pocket.
The little boy didn't react elsewhere, he looked at Lumian blankly, chewed a few more times, and swallowed the bloody mouse into his stomach with a grunt.
Lumian raised his eyebrows and said:
"You are Brignel's illegitimate son?"
"No." The little boy nibbled on a piece of raw steak.
"Then what is your relationship?" Lumian asked with a "peaceful" attitude.
The little boy said after eating the steak raw for a while:
"He is my godfather and my guardian in Trier."
The Intis language is very standard and doesn't have much accent...... Lumian looked at the little boy who didn't look like a normal person suspiciously, and asked tentatively:
"Are you running away from home now?"
"Yes." The little boy nibbled on the raw steak until his mouth was full of blood.
Behind him was a thick darkness, surrounded by a dim light from the corridor.
"Why did you run away from your godfather? Do you need me to send you back?" Seeing that the other party could communicate more friendly, Lumian smiled and asked the question.
The little boy shook his head suddenly:
"Don't!
"I don't want to go back to class, study, do homework, do papers, and take exams!"
This...... The other party's reason made Lumian inexplicably in a trance, as if he saw his former self:
He is smart, has no problems in class, reading and exams, and masters knowledge quite quickly, but he doesn't like to do homework and papers very much.
This child who eats a rat raw, which doesn't look like a normal person, is it the fate that Thermipolos said? Lumian thought and asked:
"You don't seem to be from Intis?"
The little boy replied with a bloody mouth:
"I'm from Lemberg."
(End of this chapter)