Lumian was in no hurry to summon the messenger of the Minor Arcana "Knight of the Sword" because he was still waiting.
After he showed a strong desire to investigate the sea prayer ritual and initially put it into practice, there were only three waves of people who contacted him today, either overtly or covertly, and the person he looked forward to the most and thought was the most likely has never appeared.
Maybe Ruvio. Paco wants to wait until late at night when no one is around? Lumian came back to his senses from his thoughts and said to Lugano with a smile:
"Butna has just had a lover named Norfi, and he may want to play with the villages, towns, pastures, and vineyards around Port Santa before the sea prayer ceremony.
Lugano didn't think this was a big deal, and smiled very understandingly:
"Maybe I also took on some tasks by the way, traveling and making money."
When the translator and Ludwig both entered their rooms, Lumian leaned back in his easy chair, leisurely flipping through the plateau textbooks by the light of the gas wall lamps.
Time passed minute by minute, and the night became quieter and quieter.
Finally, Lumian was sure that no one should pass on information to him tonight.
He rubbed his chin and pondered about this:
"It seems that more people are on the sidelines, unless there is a breakthrough in the big adventurer's investigation and it is never killed, which means they will not bet easily until I show more reliability or more value.
"The three people who contacted me today each have their own specialties, one belongs to the 'Earth Mother Goddess' Church, even if the bet fails, they will not lose anything, and the members of the Fisheries Association dare to attack the Cathedral and the Fertility Order, right?
"One is the fake 'Governor of the Sea', there is a high probability of being killed during the sea prayer ceremony, and he will do his best to grab any life-saving straw that appears, and he has no confidence in the 'Earth Mother Goddess' Church and the Santa Harbor Government, so he naturally values the great adventurer who can hunt the 'Devil Wizard', and in addition, it cannot be ruled out that his call for help is a trap for the Fisheries Guild.
"The other one didn't really come forward and didn't reveal the secret of the sea prayer ceremony, but just gave a clue that might be useful......"
Through repeated deliberation, Lumian has a further understanding of the mentality and choices of different forces and different people.
Conspiracy often plays with people's hearts and relies on the situation, and Lumian now likes to think about these two things more and more.
This is not only a daily role, but also a substantive need.
Lumian put down the plateau language textbook in his hand and returned to the bedroom.
As he closed the door with his backhand, a black mark on his body emitted a faint light.
"Fictional bottle"!
Lumian put the entire room into the "imaginary bottle", and the conditions for entering and exiting were very simple - it was a spirit creature.
The walls, floors and ceiling of the bedroom suddenly appeared like water waves and were fleeting, and everything seemed so normal.
Only then did Lumian write letters, set up rituals, sanctify the dagger, create a "spiritual wall", and light the candle that represented himself.
He then took two steps back and said in the ancient Hermes language:
"Me!"
Then he switched to Hermes:
"I call in my name:
"A strange creature that roams the upper world, a fairy who plucks the strings, belongs exclusively to the messenger of the 'Knight of the Sword'......"
The orange candle instantly turned into a dark blue color, and the hula expanded to half the size of a human being.
In the dark blue light, a blood-colored figure emerged from the candlelight.
It looks like a female human and has corresponding organs, but like some kind of monster that Lumian encountered in the ruins of Cordu Village, it has no skin and those things attached to the skin, directly exposing bloody muscles, blue-black blood vessels, white tendons, oily yellow fat, and large fascia that is red or white.
Lumian looked at the "Knight of Swords" messenger who stood up about 1.7 meters tall, and muttered silently:
"Half of the fairy means only the other half inside?
"I thought it would be either one half up and down, or one half left and right......
"Doesn't he pluck the strings, where are the strings?"
In the blink of an eye, Lumian handed the letter paper folded into squares to the messenger, and said politely in Hermes:
"Please hand it over to the 'Knight of the Sword'."
As his strength grew, he became more and more aware that most of the messengers he had come into contact with could kill him, as long as he was not afraid of releasing Thermibolos as a source of pollution.
Although Lumian still can't judge the strength of the "Sword Knight", the "Half Fairy" messenger, all his experience tells him that politeness is not wrong.
The black and white eyeballs embedded in the blood-colored face of the "Half Fairy" turned slightly, nodded slightly, and took the letter.
It said in a crisp and pleasant voice like the flow of mountain streams:
"I will deliver it as soon as possible."
It's so beautiful, like a bard playing the piano...... Lumian was in a trance for a moment before coming back to his senses.
He suddenly understood why the messenger had the prefix "plucking the strings".
"Thank you." He politely owed a yawn.
Seeing that the "Half Fairy" was about to retract into the dark blue candlelight, Lumian asked curiously without hiding his curiosity:
"What would you do if you had a human skin?"
The "Half Fairy" stared at Lumian with his black and white eyeballs for several seconds.
While it drilled into the dark blue candlelight, it left a melodious and melodious voice:
"I'll put it on."
Whoever you put on will become whoever you put on? The "one-half fairy" is always looking for the other half of herself? Lumian thought speculatively.
At this time, he suddenly remembered that he still had an unfulfilled promise:
Help the "abscess broken hand" find its body!
This matter involves whether Lumian can obtain divinity and be promoted to sequence 4, but because he is only in sequence 6 now, he is not in a hurry at all.
…………
Late at night, Trier, in the market area, in a vacant room.
Franka, who is wearing an assassin suit, meets for the first time in "007" and "offline".
As time passed, "007", wearing a brown lion hood and a double-breasted coat of the same style, walked here.
After confirming that it was correct, Franka pulled down his hood and left the shadows.
"What do you have to talk about?" "007" frowned and asked.
This made him instinctively want to refuse, but he felt that it might be a big deal, and if he really failed to act in time, it might bring a big disaster.
In the end, he pinched his nose and agreed to the "Hidden Blade"'s request to meet.
Franka chuckled with mixed emotions:
"It's a good thing."
"I don't believe that you 'Hidden Sword' said such things." "007" did not hide his concerns.
"Really, please help me find someone, and the telegram can't pass on the portrait, so you can't use words and dots to make a digital picture, right?" Franka explained why she asked to meet "offline".
"007" looked at Franka suspiciously:
"Just to help find someone? There is no other purpose?"
Franka smiled "hehe":
"I can't tell you anything else yet."
"I'm even more nervous when you say that." "007" is keenly aware that there may be very important problems hidden in the matter of finding people, otherwise the "hidden sword" who has seen high-level disasters will not pay so much attention to it, insist on meeting "offline", hand it over in person, and may even put the portrait somewhere and notify himself to pick it up.
Franka took out the target portrait she had drawn using "dream divination" and ritual magic, and handed it to "007".
After "007" took it, his hand naturally lit up like the sun, and he could see the picture as in the photo clearly in the dark night:
It was a man in a black robe looking sideways, his hair was only a light layer, as if it had just grown, it was dark black, his side face lines were very soft, his skin was morbidly pale, and his dark brown eyes were not sunken enough.
"007" first thought that this was nothing special, but based on his trust in the ability of the "hidden blade" to cause trouble, he looked at it carefully for more than ten seconds.
His brows hidden under the lion's hood gradually furrowed, and he whispered:
"This is not like a person from any country in the northern continent."
Franka smiled, with a teasing and faint self-deprecation:
"Don't you think he looks a lot like we did before we traveled through time?"
"007" suddenly froze, as if struck by lightning.
He looked at the picture repeatedly and was silent for nearly twenty seconds before saying:
"'Hidden Sword', do you know what you're talking about?"
Franka raised her head slightly and said in a low voice:
"I suspect he came from our world, that country.
"Me and the 'Muggles' have discovered traces of interaction between the two worlds before!"
"When? What traces?" "007" blurted out, wishing she could grab the shoulder of "Hidden Blade" and shake her body vigorously, making her spit out everything she knew.
Franka laughed:
"This has to wait for me to discuss with the 'Muggles' before I can tell you, this involves a lot of secrets, it's not something I can talk about if I want to talk about it, you can arrange for people to find the person in the painting in a low-key manner, well, I met him on the fourth floor of the catacombs."
"007" used a lot of strength to control the urge to directly torture away the "hidden sword" and ask for the corresponding information, and said with a tickling tooth:
"Can't you discuss it first and then come to me?"
Isn't this afraid that giving you too much information in one breath will stimulate your emotions and cause you to have a crisis of getting out of control? Franka laughed dryly and said:
"Because it was not yet time to meet the 'Muggle' and the others, and I was in a hurry to find someone, I was afraid that he would leave Trier.
"Calm down, calm down, you can't hide the feelings of the knife man."
Franka said with a grin and retreated into the shadows.
"007" took the portrait, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled it.
…………
Kingdom of Feneport, Port Santa, inside the Solo Lodge.
As soon as Lumian returned to the master bedroom after breakfast, he felt that the surroundings suddenly became cold.
At the same time, he saw a tarot card appear out of thin air on the desk.
The surface of the Tarot card depicts a knight running with a sword in his hand.
Minor Arcana card, "Knight of the Sword"!
ps: At the beginning of the month, I asked for a double monthly pass~
(End of this chapter)