The sourness of lemon, the tenderness of the fish, the burnt aroma, and the light sweetness with a bit of fishy smell and fat burst into Lumian's mouth in layers, which were much more delicious than he had imagined.
He also thought that this kind of dish would be closer to the taste of magic medicine, which was both unpalatable and exciting, who knew that it could be called a delicacy.
In the presence of a choice, Ludwig really preferred tasty food and did not fool himself...... Lumian chewed and swallowed the seven or eight pieces of fish meat into his stomach.
A slight burning sensation suddenly spread from his throat to his stomach, making him feel as if he had drunk a glass of strong wine.
This feeling quickly subsided, and there was nothing abnormal.
"Does this have an effect?" Lumian looked at Ludwig.
Ludwig shook his head:
"Wait another two to three minutes until your stomach absorbs it."
"So fast?" Franka asked in shock.
She didn't disrespect the occult, she knew that magic medicine had an instant effect, but Ludwig's food obviously needed the stomach to digest and absorb, but it completely violated the working principle of the stomach.
Moreover, the stomach does not absorb everything!
Ludwig replied seriously:
"The chef's work can be quickly absorbed by the stomach."
Cook...... Lumian nodded thoughtfully.
He remembered that Ludwig would often comment on this and that in a gourmet tone.
Ludwig didn't explain any further, buried his face in the soup pot in front of him, and ate the pile of "ice lemon fish fillets" with a hint of murmur.
Seeing this, Jian Na and the others quickly ate the fish fillets on their plates.
After two minutes, Lumian felt hot everywhere in his body, and there was a slight tingling in his skin and flesh.
This was a very weak effect on him, not to mention that compared to the feeling he felt when drinking the magic potion, even the pain of burning himself with flames was far inferior.
It didn't take long for Lumian to return to normal, and there was nothing abnormal on the surface.
He looked at Franka, Jana, and Anthony anxiously, waiting for the "Ice Lemon Fish Fillet" to take effect.
After another minute, the faces of Jian Na and the others suddenly turned red, as if they had eaten a very spicy dish in the plateau area of the Fenepot Kingdom.
"Hiss......" Lugano let out a painful sound, only to feel a burning sensation in his breath.
This came from his body, making him unable to treat it.
A layer of frost floated on the surface of Franka's body, as if he wanted to reduce the tingling sensation of his skin and flesh in this way.
It didn't work.
There was a certain look of pain between Janna and Anthony's eyebrows, but they didn't make any extra movements, endured the discomfort, and waited for the "Ice Lemon Fish Fillets" to complete the transformation of their bodies.
This lasted for ten or twenty seconds, and the expressions of the four people eased one after another.
"How does it feel?" Lumian asked with a smile.
Franka habitually recalled:
"Every inch of skin and flesh and blood has been burned, well, it's not to that extent, it feels lighter......"
As she spoke, she took out a box of matches from the "traveler's bag", lit two very experimentally, and brought them to the back of her left hand, which lasted for a while.
Franka's expression gradually distorted, and after holding on to her left hand for a while, she retracted and shook it off.
The box of matches fell to the ground.
"It still hurts!" Franka grinned and reported the results of the experiment to Lumian and Jana.
Ludwig replied in his busy schedule:
"It won't reduce the pain."
"How is the wound?" Jane asked with concern.
Franka immediately looked at the back of her left hand and saw only a very shallow burn mark on her fair skin, which caused very little actual damage.
"It does have an effect, although the temperature of this flame is not high in the first place......" Franka's expression stretched.
Anthony on the other side of the table pondered the language and said:
"I feel a little more irritable than normal, but it's still within a reasonable range."
"I also have irritable moods, not much." Jane Na echoed.
Franca and Lugano successively affirmed the existence of this phenomenon.
"This is normal, if there is an effect, there will be pollution." Ludwig swallowed the "ice lemon fish fillet" in his mouth and explained.
Jana and Franka set their sights on Lumian at the same time.
Lumian spread his hands and said with a smile:
"I don't feel it."
The pollution of "ice lemon fillet" was almost negligible to him.
Franka didn't know whether she should be envious or sympathetic, and thought for a few seconds and said:
"It's a bit like a weakened version of the 'Inherent', suffering a certain negative impact in exchange for the corresponding transcendent traits, well, the effect is significantly weaker, but it is more passive, and the negative impact is smaller.
"If you get similar ingredients in the future, you must ask what the permanent effect and negative effect are, you can't eat them all, you have to make choices, otherwise it is easy to have problems."
Lumian glanced at Ludwig and said:
"It depends on the person."
Perhaps the "cook", or "gourmet" path, has a sequence that reduces the corresponding influence, just like "dervishe" and "ascetic" to "indentured".
Franka understood what Lumian meant, and continued quite excitedly:
"Dishes and concoctions that no longer have a permanent effect are similar to the various potions of the 'pharmacist' path.
"I have always envied the 'Godfather' before, thinking that I can freely combine abilities to create unique character models, but now, under the premise of not accepting the gift of the evil god, I finally have the opportunity, although it is a weakened version."
Jane Na was moved by this, and the two witches looked at Ludwig with bright eyes.
In their eyes, this is no longer the very edible monster child in Lumian's mouth, but an extraordinary little chef worthy of love and care.
Ludwig focused on eating the remaining "iced lemon fish fillets" without any unnecessary reactions.
…………
Underground Trier, in a quarry hollow.
Franka, Jana, and Anthony stand outside the Spiritual Wall, watching Lumian perform rituals and prepare to acquire new contractual abilities.
Because he had read the entire information of the spirit creatures provided by the "magician" lady, and had the knowledge of the strange creatures that came with the power of the gift, Lumian quickly screened out two contract targets that might have the ability to shuttle through the mirror:
According to the description, in the southern part of the Kingdom of Rune, some occult enthusiasts and folklorists were playing some kind of divination game, and found a man holding a giant axe, covered in blood, and with a blurred appearance, appearing in the mirror.
One is the "Dalatra Diamond Worm" mentioned in the occult knowledge of the "Inherent", which can provide the ability to "shuttle through the mirror", and requires sacrificing a meteorite crystallized on the surface to sign a contract.
Lumian is undoubtedly the first one he wants to summon, but he is not sure that "Bloody Jack" must have an ability similar to "Shuttle Through the Mirror".
Looking at the three burning candles, Lumian took two steps back and recited in a deep voice in ancient Hermes:
"The 'fools' who do not belong to this age;
"You are the mysterious lord above the gray mist;
"You are the king of yellow and black who is in charge of good fortune.
"I pray for your favor;
"Pray for your gaze;
"Me!
"In the name of the great 'fool', I call:
"A strange creature that hovers in the void, a killer hidden in the mirror, a jack ...... from the bloody world"
The blue-black candle flame instantly expanded, forming an illusory gate full of mysterious patterns in the pervasive, unsettling faint gray mist.
The door slowly opened, and darkness surged out, enveloping the mirror that Lumian had specially placed on the altar.
The mirror suddenly floated up and pointed vertically towards Lumian, reflecting a blurry man in an old jacket, bleeding, and dragging a giant axe.
Lumian opened his mouth, let his throat resonate with his chest, and spit out the "secret word of fate".
Words like symbols with silver, white and black outlined out of thin air, landing on the imitation parchment on the edge of the altar, forming a short and wicked contract.
As soon as the contract was generated, Lumian established a connection with "Bloody Jack", mastered its abilities and characteristics, and "heard" its requirements.
There are three abilities and traits associated with mirrors in Bloody Jack, which Lumian names as Mirror Mark, Hiding in the Mirror, and Shuttle in the Mirror.
"Mirror imprint" can leave a mark on a certain mirror that others cannot perceive and is inverted from reality to locate the target; "Hiding in the Mirror" can help the user hide somewhere in the dark tunnels without being sucked directly to another mirror by the terrifying suction; "Shuttle in the Mirror" is the ability to quickly pass through those illusory tunnels.
The request of "Bloody Jack" is to use ninety-nine living people as sacrifices.
Lumian thought for a moment and thought that he should choose the "Mirror Mark", because what is needed most at present is positioning, and "Shuttle in the Mirror" can be replaced by "Shuttle in the Spirit World", which does not require fast passage and can be reached directly.
His eyes were suddenly dyed silver-black, reflecting the long fate of "Bloody Jack".
He is not looking for information about the other party, but confirms one thing under the protection of the ritual.
After a brief gaze, Lumian asked "Bloody Jack" in Old Hermes:
"Can I change the requirements?"
He didn't know if "Bloody Jack" would understand or respond, but he would give it a try and lose nothing, or he would have to write to ask Ms. "The Magician" if there were any other suitable creatures in the mirror.
After asking, Lumian immediately entered the state of using the ability "Amplify Destiny", and saw more clearly the fate of "Bloody Jack" in the next ten seconds.
He pretended to be nervous and wanted to touch his face, so that his right hand quietly made a forward touch.
He magnified a certain tributary of fate!
Two or three seconds later, the idea of "Bloody Jack" was transmitted to Lumian through the connection established by the "Secret Word of Destiny":
"Drag me out of the mirror!"
Lumian raised his eyebrows, took two steps forward, and stretched out his right hand towards the mirror floating on the altar.
As soon as his fingers touched the glass mirror, he felt that it had become nothing, without substance.
When Lumian fully inserted his palm into the mirror, a cold, wet, visibly sticky hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.
(End of this chapter)