Golden Rooster Hotel, room 207.
After informing Ms. "Magician" of the situation, Lumian left here and went to the second floor of the Breeze Ballroom.
Next, he wanted to see if the thing that stared at him from a distance and tried to get close to him at high speed while he was observing Safali's painting with his "peepholes" would come to "visit" late at night, just like Gabriel.
He lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and slept very relaxedly.
He had a lot of confidence in the "magician" lady, the Major Arcana holder of the "Tarot Society" who seemed to be able to shoot from a long distance and was the nemesis of the strange creatures that were difficult to touch.
Lumian's thoughts gradually blurred and he fell into a deep sleep.
In the faint mist, he returned to the Golden Rooster Hotel and saw lights shining through the glass windows on every floor of the building, and Gabriel sitting on the steps of the door wearing a white shirt, dark jacket, black trousers and strapless leather shoes.
The playwright's face was slightly transparent, and there was an indescribable sense of detachment in his eyes.
After seeing Lumian, he stood up abruptly, showing a distinct smile.
Lumian stopped vigilantly, looked at him and said:
"What are you doing here?"
Gabriel restrained his smile and said with an eager face:
"Get out of Trier!
"It's going to be dangerous here!"
Lumian frowned and asked rhetorically:
"What did you find?"
Gabriel glanced left and right and said:
"I don't know what they're doing, I just know that it will destroy the whole of Trier!"
They...... Lumian immediately asked:
"Are you staying in a 'hostel'? Where is the 'hostel'?"
Gabriel's expression was a little dazed:
"You need to be like me to enter, or get the goblins' consent.
"I don't know how to get there, I went straight to the door."
Sure enough, the "hostel" is closely related to the fairies...... Gabriel changed his state of existence by relying on the pollution he encountered, and could he arrive at the "hostel" like "teleporting"? Lumian's thoughts were spinning, and he asked in a deep voice:
"Why did you choose to go to the 'hostel'? Forced by them?"
"No." Gabriel shook his head, his voice softened, "I did it of my own will, Safali came to pick me up in person, I can't refuse, this is what I want."
There was a faint hint of happiness on his face.
It was Safari who polluted Gabriel and took him to the "hostel"...... Lumian suddenly felt a little sad:
"Do you know that you have become a monster?"
Gabriel was silent for a few seconds and said:
"I know, but I won't harm anyone!"
He paused for a moment and then said:
"My script has been successful, I have the fame and income I wanted most before, and in this regard, I have no regrets, I just want to be with Safari now, whether she is a human or a monster."
Lumian did not reprimand, did not scold, looked at Gabriel, and sighed long:
"I can understand your feelings and thoughts."
Gabriel showed a grateful look and said sincerely:
"After becoming a monster, I seem to be able to see a certain future, so I know you will come to me and ask Safari to let me stay in the room for two more days and say goodbye to you, she agreed, she is not a pure monster!"
Lumi moved with peace of mind and said in a bewitching tone:
"Do you need me to rescue you and Safari from the 'hostel'?"
"Is that okay?" Gabriel's face was distorted, but his eyes were full of longing, as if the body and spirit were not in the same world.
Lumian stepped forward and said in a low voice:
"There is hope, but you need to tell me all the details."
Gabriel's expression was sometimes empty, sometimes indifferent, sometimes excited, sometimes longing, sometimes repulsive, and all the struggles in his heart were expressed on his face in the most intuitive way.
At this moment, he stretched out his palm forward, and his eyes became extremely frightened.
Silently, Gabriel's figure shattered, and the Golden Rooster Hotel was shattered along with the faint mist.
Lumian suddenly opened his eyes and saw the ceiling of the bedroom on the second floor of the Breeze Ballroom.
It was just a dream, but it was so real.
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Memorial parish.
Franca carried the statue of the "Primordial Witch" and followed the man in the black cloak in an invisible state.
The other party seems to have very rich anti-tracking experience and sufficient skills, continuously changing direction, sometimes walking back a certain distance.
If it weren't for the bonus brought by the "invisibility" and the "Primordial Witch" statue, Franka had been very close, and he was almost thrown away several times along the way.
Finally, the man in the black cloak stopped in front of an underground trier entrance.
He turned his body halfway, looked at his palms in the crimson moonlight.
What is this doing? Show yourself palmistry? Franka, who was invisible, shrank behind the gas street lamp pole next to him, looking at him quite suspiciously.
After a while, the man descended the steel stairs and disappeared into the dimly lit entrance.
Franka followed closely behind, following the other party deeper into the underground trier.
Twenty minutes passed, and the man in the black cloak turned into a closed tunnel.
He didn't know what he touched, but suddenly a stone door opened on the side rock wall.
Just a few meters away, Franka looked out and saw three lights.
It was three classical oil lamps, inlaid in the stone wall, one high and two low.
Franka has been in Trier for a long time, and she knows enough about many situations here, and she instantly made associations with this scene she saw:
Charcoal burners!
One of the symbols of the charcoal burners who tried to overthrow the government was to light three lamps, one symbolizing the sun, located above, and the other two representing the moon and stars, located below.
Does the "Iron-Blooded Cross" cooperate with the Charcoal Party? Franka was both unexpected and not so unexpected.
In her opinion, the "Iron Blood Cross" also has the idea of overthrowing the current government's own rule over Intis, but now the focus is on the ground, at the entrance of Trier in the Fourth Age.
The man in the black cloak flashed through the stone door that opened on its own, and Franka immediately saw a faint, ever-changing white mist filled it.
This fog is a bit familiar, there should be quite a problem...... Franka was hesitating whether to keep up when she felt something in the pocket vibrate slightly.
Franka reached out and touched it, and her expression suddenly changed slightly.
What was trembling gently just now was the classical silver mirror, which was connected to the classical silver mirror of the mirror world underground!
Franka maintained a slightly stiff posture and watched the stone door slowly close, without taking a step forward.
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By the underground river where the sound of the roar was light, a figure moved quickly along the water.
"He" did not have lighting tools such as lanterns and calcium carbide lamps, but he was completely unaffected by the dark environment, and he stepped very steadily with every step, accurately avoiding obstacles such as potholes and stones.
Jane Na looked from behind the mottled stone pillar and found that there was a little red light flashing at the target's eye from time to time.
She took a silent breath and took out the ancient "Bloodthirsty Arrow" from her black coat that resembled leather armor.
Her combat experience is much less, and she is definitely not much, especially since she has not yet faced an extraordinary person alone, so she can only use all the methods that can improve herself from the beginning, in order to do her best and reduce accidents.
Jianna suddenly inserted the obsidian broken arrow into her chest, feeling it draw blood and come to life.
Before the figure approached, she took out a handful of fluorescent powder and sprinkled it on herself.
This is accompanied by an inaudible Hermes spell:
"Hide your body!"
Jian Na's figure completely disappeared, and the sound of the underground river roaring water covered her movements.
Not long after, a figure with a little red light flashing in his right eye arrived in this area.
Suddenly, the darkness under "his" feet came to life, condensed into dark chains, wrapping around "his" legs, "his" waist, and "his" torso from bottom to top.
The figure stopped suddenly, and the red light in its eyes burst out.
Behind the side of "him", Jian Na's figure was quickly outlined.
It was only at this time that Jane Na really saw the target's appearance, he was a man, carrying an off-white cloth bag, wearing a dark gray monk-like robe, with a dark face, composed of iron plates, gears, springs, screws, cranks and other mechanical objects, and a bright red gem in the right eye.
Monks from the Deep Valley Monastery? Jane was shocked, but she didn't expect that the target of Will would attack turned out to be a monk from the "God of Steam and Machinery" church.
She and Franka had seen similar monks in the deep valley quarry, and they had mechanically modified part of their bodies, which was very evil!
Faced with such a target whose skulls turned into metal, Jian Na gave up her original plan to punch behind her ear, and her right palm condensed a ball of black flames, pressing the opponent's head in the whining wind.
At the same time, a burst of red light burned through several shackles from the abyss, but this could only deal with the front, and the other directions had already entangled the mechanically modified monk.
In the bang sound, Jian Na directly slapped the black flame into the target's head.
The quiet and evil black flame instantly expanded, burning the monk's spiritual body and igniting his spirituality.
Jane immediately relied on the extremely high speed and mobility brought by the "Bloodthirsty Arrow" to constantly change positions around the monk to avoid counterattacks.
At the same time, she is constantly looking for opportunities to attack her opponent with the witch's black flame to weaken him to the maximum, complemented by restrictive dark-type spells.
In less than two minutes, the monk who failed to break through fell to the ground, weak to the point of coma.
Jian Na secretly exhaled and squatted down.
She lifted the other party's gray-white cloth bag, untied the rope, and took a look.
Inside are tons of canned paints and oil painting brushes after brushes.
ps: Ask for a monthly pass at the beginning of the month~
(End of this chapter)