Mr. "Hanged Man" is ready...... Lumian took out his gold-shelled pocket watch, pressed it and took a look.
For him, summoning the "Armor Shadow" is always possible, the only thing to worry about is that the one who looks dangerous and summons it for no reason is likely to be attacked and cursed, but since the Tarot Major Arcana card "Hanged Man" is there, there is no need to worry about this problem.
The uncertainty now is whether Franka is available or not, after all, it depends on her to translate.
Lumian burned the letter, left the Golden Rooster Hotel, and went straight to Apartment 601, 3 White Coat Street.
"What are you doing so late?" Franka is obviously not someone who goes to bed early.
Lumian glanced at Janna who had just taken off her exaggerated makeup, and said to Franka with a smile:
"Do you have time tonight? You can summon the 'Armor Shadow' again and ask it a question."
Summon "Armor Shadow" again...... Franka's eyes lit up, and she blurted out:
"Free!"
The "armor shadow" is likely to come from her hometown, involving the secrets of their travel and the way back, not to mention that it has just arrived in the early morning, even if it is six o'clock in the morning, she will say that she has time to be a translator!
Seeing that Jian Na was a little confused and a little curious, Franka couldn't hide her excitement and explained:
"Didn't Ciel let us sort out the information of the spirit creatures that met the summoning conditions before? One of the summoning targets he chose had a directional ambiguity when designing the summoning spell, which attracted a very peculiar spirit creature, and the ability to snort and spit that you saw before came from the contract signed with this spirit creature."
Out of jealousy and envy, Franka expressed the "Hum Ha Technique" as humming and spitting.
Janna was very impressed by the "Hum Ha Technique", feeling that its effect was both powerful and magical, and her first reaction at this time was to ask, "Is it possible for us to sign a contract with a similar spirit creature?"
"Hey, I also want to have a similar contract creature, but I can't get that special contract." Franka sincerely expressed her regret and resentment, "In short, that spirit creature is very unique and involves many secrets, and a certain boss of the organization behind us, uh, a demigod, is very interested, and now only Ciel can accurately summon the target creature through contract contact."
Speaking of this, Franka asked Lumian:
"Is that one here?"
"Yes." Lumian nodded slightly.
Jane looked at them and asked thoughtfully:
"Is it 'justice', 'magician', or 'star' or 'moon' coming?"
Franka's expression suddenly froze on her face, her mouth opened slightly, her eyes were full of disbelief, Lumian was also stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Jane Na to be able to name several Major Arcana cards, and believed that the two companions were related to this.
In the indescribable silence, Jian Na's eyebrows stretched and she laughed:
"I guessed it right! You really belong to that secret organization with tarot cards as the code name!"
"You, how do you know?" Franka asked in astonishment.
Jian Na pursed her lips and sneered:
"You put nearly ten tarot cards in this room, and you don't usually use them for divination, and then Ciel told me that the 'Fool' you believe in is about the same as the 'Fool' in the tarot cards, and I also heard about the legends of the Major Arcana such as 'Justice' and the existence of Minor Arcana cards during this time.
"With so much information in front of my eyes, if I don't make associations and test it, wouldn't it look stupid?"
The more she talked, the more proud she became.
Franka was stunned for a few seconds and then said:
"Your 'instigator' magic potion is not in vain......"
"Very good." Lumian reluctantly praised, "Get ready to drink the 'witch' magic potion."
Without further conversation, he left Apartment 601 with Franka, intending to go to the Golden Rooster Hotel to write a letter to Ms. "The Magician", telling her that she could summon the "Armor Shadow" now.
Jian Na looked at the backs of the two of them and muttered to herself silently:
"'Witch'......
"What happens if a man drinks the 'witch' magic potion......"
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Golden Rooster Hotel, room 207.
After Lumian sent the letter, he did not extinguish the candle and waited for a reply under the light of the double light.
Franka paced back and forth in the cramped room, feeling excited and a little nervous.
She wanted to get clues from the "Armor Shadow" to return to her hometown, but she was also afraid that even her last hope would be lost.
Time passed minute by minute, and just when the "Witch of Joy" felt that a year had passed, the candles in the room suddenly skyrocketed.
In the dim yellow fire the size of a human head, bright stars flew out, surrounding Lumian and Franka.
They were like coming to the boundless starry sky, and their whole person became extremely small.
After a brief period of dizziness, Lumian and Franka found that they had left room 207 of the Golden Rooster Hotel and came to a deck in the darkness of the night.
The first thing that caught their eye was the ancient triple mast, with the gray-white sail rolled up like an open door.
The crimson moonlight shone high in the sky, but it did not fully illuminate the area where Lumian and Franca were, which was dark and mottled with wooden planks, like haunted ancient buildings.
Franka quickly looked around, and sighed with emotion in a relaxed state:
"Wow, an ancient sailing ship.
"It's very suitable for making ghost movies!"
"What is a ghost movie?" Lumian asked casually.
Franka smiled awkwardly:
"It's a drama that tells ghost stories."
As she spoke, she reached for the dark linen rope on the side of the boat, as if trying to distinguish the specific age.
Suddenly, the rope came to life, deftly and swiftly wrapped around Franka's right hand, and went upwards, trying to tie up the "Witch of Pleasure".
A layer of black flames erupted in stress, burning the dark linen rope that seemed to have a life of its own.
The rope suddenly bounced back, as if it were in pain.
At the same time, a ball of rope that had been lying quietly on the deck swished towards Lumian.
Lumian took advantage of the situation to raise his right palm, which was vaguely a little hot, and grabbed the front of the rope.
The rope was suddenly quiet, as if all its vitality had been drained in an instant.
All the ropes that came to life in this area became ordinary again, snapping to the ground, and no longer wriggling.
Lumian looked down at his right palm and muttered silently:
"The remnants of the 'Blood Emperor' on my body have a faint resonance with this ship......
"After these strange ropes felt the burning heat of my right palm, they became well-behaved at once......
"This is the old sailboat I saw at Laverny Pier in the morning?
"Laverny Quay...... Church of the Fool...... This is Mr. 'Hanged Man's boat'?"
Lumian's thoughts turned and he quickly guessed.
Franka turned half a circle and said excitedly:
"This is a ghost ship, a ghost ship!
"It is alive in itself!"
As the voice of the "Witch of Joy" echoed on the deck, Lumian heard the words of the "Magician" lady:
"Mr. 'Hanged Man's ghost ship is the legacy of the Tudor Empire, there are many secrets that have not yet been solved, when he pays you, you can choose the opportunity to explore the ship, and when to start the exploration is up to you."
It is indeed related to the Tudor Empire...... Lumian's heart became determined, and he walked forward towards the cabin.
While following Franka, she looked around curiously, touching here and there, whispering a few words from time to time, as if she wanted to communicate with Mr. "The Hanged Man"'s ghost ship.
In the creaking movement, a door in the cabin opened by itself.
There is a thick dark brown carpet here, flanked by bookshelves and wine cabinets, with books with yellowish covers and bottles of wine in dark red colors.
In front of the shelf is a large wooden table with inkwells, quills, brass sextants, black metal telescopes, and white candles.
Next to the desk stood a middle-aged man of medium stature, with dark blue hair in a mess, bronze skin, very rough, wearing a linen shirt, brown jacket and dark wide-leg trousers, with a more majestic temperament, just like the prayer Lumian had seen in the Church of Fools in the morning.
"Are you Mr. 'Hanged Man'?" Lumian asked.
The middle-aged man nodded slightly:
"I am a 'hanged man'."
Franka looked at the man, thinking that he was currently on a ghost ship, and suddenly remembered something.
"You, are you 'Stormbringer' Alger? This is the 'Blue Avenger'?" Franka blurted out in surprise and joy.
The "Hanging Man" glanced at her and replied without any change in expression:
"Have you heard of me?"
"Of course!" Franka praised extremely sincerely, "You are the king of the sea without the name of the pirate king, if it weren't for your fight with the 'King of the Five Seas' in the Misty Sea, causing the ships in the surrounding seas to feel the terrifying storm, no one would know that you are a demigod.
"Moreover, unlike those pirates, you are a real, pure, ambitious treasure hunter who has never plundered serious ships, and has been exploring the western borders of the Misty Sea in search of the 'lost Nuins' and 'the legacy of the Solomonic Empire.'"
She finally held back the sentence "You are my idol", feeling that it was too timeless - Franka had a dream of being a pure treasure hunter and sailing the five seas.
"Stormbringer" Alger...... After Lumian discovered that the main forces of the Church of Fools were at sea, he consciously exchanged information with Franka about the pirate kings and pirate generals, and knew that Alger, nicknamed "Stormbringer", was a demigod captain, but not a pirate king, so his nickname did not include the term "king", but the "Sick Lieutenant General" who had become the pirate king is now called "Queen of Disease".
As for "The Lost Nuins" and "The Legacy of the Solomon Empire", they are treasure legends that have been popular for many years above the five seas.
Sometimes, Lumian admires the author of the "Great Adventurer" series, Forth. Wall, she dared to write the peachy story of the pirate king.
Aren't you afraid of being approached for execution?
Or is she under the shelter of the Church of the Fools?
Faced with Franka's enthusiastic praise, "Hanged Man" Alger was silent for two seconds and said:
"Maintaining a certain level of purity is both good and bad.
"Can we start the summoning ceremony?"
Franka muttered softly:
"A man still has a youthful side until he dies......"
Lumian responded to Mr. "The Hanged Man"'s question:
"Anytime."
ps: Thank you to Snow Flower Mandarin for rewarding the Silver Alliance.
(End of this chapter)