Chapter 435 Beating
Albus saw Lumian sitting on the sofa and was stunned for a moment:
"Soon."
"You're not slow either." Lumian smiled "kindly" back.
In his opinion, Albus was able to break free from the illusory roar that seemed to come from the underground without turning into a wax figure, and it was definitely not as simple as a member of the "Iron Blood Cross", unless the dangerous pollution in the building at 13 Market Avenue could help him fight the terrifying roar.
In comparison, Eros has the Sauron family bloodline and shows special characteristics. Einhorn is more likely to retreat safely and return safely.
Albus smiled and pulled a chair and sat down, eating snacks as if nothing had happened, and ordering the servant next to him to change a cup of tea.
After about four or five minutes, Lumian and Albus simultaneously set their sights on the door of the large living room.
Eros, wearing a light long dress, walked in.
After seeing Lumian and Albus, she was obviously stunned, but she was not surprised, and immediately put on a well-behaved and peaceful smile.
She sat quietly in her original position and became the restrained girl who lived in her grandfather's house.
The poet Elite seemed unaware of the strange atmosphere, drank absinthe, and chatted with Lumian about poetry.
A quarter of an hour later, Count Puiver in a red velvet coat led the novelist Arnolly and the painter Mullen back to the large living room.
At the first glance at Lumian, the owner of the Red Swanstein Castle had his pupils dilated sharply, and his expression almost lost control.
He didn't seem to expect to meet Charles again. Dubois, or Charles in this state. Dubois!
Immediately afterwards, Puifer's gaze swept over Albus, Eros and Ellet, his expression shocked and suspicious, as if he had fallen into a real dream.
"Oh, Puifer, you're finally back, we've long since given up on adventure and don't want to go deep into the dark labyrinth anymore." Albus put down the mille-feuille cake in his hand and greeted him warmly, "How is it, have you found that earl's crown?"
Puiver instinctively turned sideways, not letting Albus, who had a little puff pastry on his hands, hug him.
He forced a smile and said:
"We haven't found it either, when did you come back?"
"Less than two quarters of an hour." Albus then remembered to clap his palms and shake off the puff pastry.
Lumian also stood up and asked deliberately:
"Where is Mr. Yasunaga?"
Novelist Arnoli shook his head:
"He was separated from us, and I hope he remembers to ring the bell and let the servants go to him."
"Yes, the servants in this castle know the situation in the underground palace better than I do." Puifer's expression returned to normal and he sat down on the single sofa.
Lumian was in a hurry to go back to confirm the harvest, glanced at the classical wall clock hanging on the wall, and said to Puiver with a smile:
"I still have some things to do, so I won't attend today's dinner."
Puifer's mind was obviously no longer here, and he didn't hold it at all, he just stood up again and sent Lumian to the door of the large living room.
Lumian glanced at the owner of the Red Swanstein Castle, held his hand with a smile, and shook it gently sincerely:
"Count, thank you for giving me a wonderful afternoon, I like this game so much, I hope to have the opportunity to play it again."
He wanted to thank Puiver from the bottom of his heart. Sauron not only gave him a "chance" to digest the magic potion, but also "opened" the family hunting ground, allowing him to easily find extraordinary creatures suspected of being related to the "conspirator" without having to search around.
How can I not thank you for this?
Of course, Lumian also wanted to kill Puifer. Sauron, if not for his special body, has become a wax figure.
The only reason Lumian didn't take action directly was not because he was worried about the retaliation of the Sauron family, nor because he was afraid of ruining the plot of the "Iron-Blooded Cross", but because he intuitively believed that regardless of Puifer. Sauron looked like an ordinary person, or a weaker and less knowledgeable extraordinary person, and if he wanted to deal with him, he would probably die.
In the sincere and sincere thanks, Count Puifer's face became quite ugly.
Lumian was unaware, and once again emphasized his desire to play an underground adventure game, then turned around and walked out of the large living room, leaving Puifer. Sauron frowned, looking at his back suspiciously and vigilantly.
Out of Red Swan Castle, take the Gardner. After Martin borrowed the four-wheeled four-seater carriage, the smile on Lumian's face disappeared instantly, and his expression became very solemn.
At the end of this underground palace adventure, he clearly recognized the gap between himself and the higher-level power, and with just an illusory roar, he completely lost consciousness, lost himself, and had no power to resist.
That is, there is the seal of Mr. "Fool" on his body, the existence of Thermiboulus, and the "Blood Emperor" Alistair. Tuduo's aura remained, otherwise he would not be able to come out alive.
"My sequence is still too low......" Lumian sighed silently, half-closed his eyes, and recalled the details of this adventure.
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Memorial Parish, 11 Spring Street.
Gardner. Martin walked through the armor and weapons room in the hall, stroking the texture of the metal and listening to Lumian tell him about the wax room he encountered deep in the underground, the "wax master", the mutant black spider, the tin soldier, the bronze coffin, the white candle, and the illusory roar.
Of course, Lumian did not tell how he sent the poet Elite back to the exit of the underworld, nor did he talk about burning the wax figures and killing the "wax figure".
In the end, Lumian did not hide his anger, dissatisfaction and doubts:
"'Sir', didn't you say that you will watch secretly to guard against accidents? If I hadn't woken up inexplicably, I would have been wax now!
"Did you ask Albus to watch for you?"
Gardner. Martin was not angry at Lumian's question, turned his body, looked at him with a smile and said:
"I am indeed watching secretly."
Speaking of this, the smile on his face became even more obvious, but his tone was very calm:
"I saw you sending the poet back to the entrance of the underground palace, and I saw you burn the wax figure in that room and detonate the head of the 'wax figure'."
This...... Lumian's eyes froze, his hair stood on end, and his spine chilled.
He blurted out:
"Albus has come back?"
How could the boss know about the things I did?
He wouldn't really follow him secretly, or monitor his every move in the underground labyrinth in some way, right?
How did he do it? I didn't notice it at all!
Gardner. Martin chuckled:
"Albus hasn't come back yet."
Didn't Albus say it? Also, Albus had no idea that the way I killed the "wax figure" was to blow up his head...... There was no one else there...... How did the boss see it? Lumian looked at Gardner again. Martin no longer had the usual well-concealed contempt, feeling that the boss of the Savavier Party, the "chief of the Iron Blooded Cross", was more mysterious and powerful than he originally thought.
Prior to this, Ms. "Magician" of the "Tarot Society" and Mr. K of the "Aurora Society" both showed abilities that made Lumian unimaginable or full of fear, so much so that he faced Gardner, who looked the weakest among the three "bosses". Martin always felt that he was like that, and even thought that if both sides were within five meters, he would have a chance to kill this "officer".
Judging from the current situation, Lumian is not sure.
Considering Gardner. Martin said this directly, probably to deter himself, and Lumian did not hide his change in expression and body language.
Gardner. Martin looked at him with a slightly fearful expression in his suspicion, and added with a smile:
"Do you really feel like you woke up inexplicably?"
Hey, is it still your help? If I hadn't heard the magnificent cascading voices, Aurore's humming, and the communication of everyone in Kordu Village, and felt the burning pain of my right palm, I would have truly believed you...... The essence is that the pollution at 13 Market Avenue can help me break free from that state, but the boss deliberately didn't explain it clearly, wanting me to think that it was his help? How many of what he just said was what he saw with his own eyes, and how much did he collect through other channels? Lumian lowered his head in the middle of his thoughts:
"Thank you, 'Sir.'"
Gardner. Martin smiled and nodded, and said kindly:
"This operation has gained a certain amount of gain, at least we know that there are some terrifying things sealed deep in the underground palace of Red Swanstein Castle, do you want to exchange them directly for rewards, or accumulate them, and then exchange them for valuable things at once, such as higher-order magic potions?"
For more than a month, Lumian relied on Gardner. The funds given by Martin, the "salary" of the Breeze Dance Hall and the income from playing have saved up another 20,000 Fairkin deposits, and there is no shortage of money to spend for the time being.
He thought for a moment and said:
"Save it first."
As he spoke, he took out items such as the extraordinary characteristics of the "wax figure" and asked about Gardner. Martin:
"Boss, can these be used to mix the 'conspirator' magic potion?"
Gardner. Martin took a scaled-down version of his blood-colored brain and shriveled and blackened heart, and looked at it carefully for a while, saying:
"Together, they can blend 'Conspirator' potions, but they will have one more 'Hunter' trait, one 'Provocateur' trait, and one 'Arsonist' trait than normal materials, and you have to be very sure before you consider using them.
"Well, this heart still has the bloodline of the Sauron family, which may have a certain impact on your promotion, if you are not sure, I can give you a 'conspirator' magic potion to exchange these materials, and then make up the difference, it will be regarded as a partial reward."
In other words, the normal hunting black spider and lion only have the extraordinary characteristics of "conspirator", excluding the front part, while the "wax figure" and the mutant black spider are like "conspirators" split in half, combined to complete sequence 9 to sequence 6...... Lumian probably understood the situation and said with a smile:
"This sounds like it will make me a little stronger, and I want to try to see if I can take the corresponding risks."
Gardner. Martin didn't persuade him anymore and let Lumian leave.
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After returning to the Golden Rooster Hotel, Lumian sat down at his desk and began to write letters to the "magician" lady.
(End of this chapter)