Memorial parish, in an empty house.
Angoulême wearing a lion hood. Virtue. François stood by the window, staring at the gas street lamps below, waiting patiently.
After the "lost contact" incident, he and "Hidden Blade" changed their emergency contact method so that even if they did not rely on the help of Ms. "Hela" messengers, they could quickly contact each other even if they did not rely on the help of Ms. "Hela" messenger when the telegram group was unable to function.
In the early morning of yesterday, as soon as Moran was over. After the handling of Avini-related cases, he immediately tried to find the "hidden sword".
Finally, Franca, the "hidden blade" wearing his assassin suit, came out of the shadows.
Angoulême did not say hello, but asked bluntly:
"Did you take Moran. Avini?"
"What if not?" Franka asked with a smile.
Although the whirlpool that the "Overseer" Perle said was like a sharp sword, hanging above her head, so that Franka did not lose her mood because of Moran. Avini was dead, and she relaxed after obtaining enough information, but she would not lose her mood and be heavy and impatient.
This kind of serious thing will naturally be troubled by the Major Arcana cards, and they just need to complete the corresponding tasks according to the instructions, and the troubles are useless.
Moreover, the information obtained this time is very important and valuable enough, whether it is the "Eternal Sun" Church or the Witch Sect, it must have something to say!
Franka is looking forward to this.
"It's really you......" Angoulême couldn't help but sigh.
"Hidden Sword" and her team were really strong, saying that they wanted to deal with the minister of a country, and it didn't take long for them to do it, and they succeeded.
Franka simply helped Lumian cover it up:
"We were still waiting for Moran. Avigny walked into that mirror himself, who knew that the people of the 'Aurora Society' suddenly came to assassinate him, forcing him to step on our trap in advance."
Combined with the situation at the scene, Angoulême nodded lightly and said:
"It turns out to be a coincidence......"
This is consistent with many of the details that the "purifiers" have confirmed so far.
Angoulême asked instead:
"Moran. Where's Avini?"
"Dead." Franka said with a "tsk", "He is indeed a 'man in the mirror', and he has explained a lot of very important information."
"What information?" Angoulême asked.
Franka smiled "hehe", raised her right hand, and rubbed her thumb and index finger gently:
"Where's my informant fee?"
Angoulême said angrily and amusedly:
"Don't forget, against Moran. I have also made a lot of contributions to Avini's actions, even if I can't share the spoils, it should be okay to listen to the information, right?"
Franca, who has always claimed to be fair in the matter of "distributing equipment", cleared her throat awkwardly:
"Just kidding, kidding.
"However, that information is indeed very important, your boss will definitely reward you, don't forget to help me get the informant fee!"
"You speak first." Angoulême responded in a deep voice.
He was not stingy with informant fees, but "Hidden Sword" emphasized the importance of that information twice, which made him a little anxious to know.
Franka hid the details related to the "Tarot Society" and the "Aurora Society", starting from the capture of Jebus, all the way to the appearance of the person in the painting of "Overseer" Perle and Lumian's speculation about the whole thing.
Angoulême was relatively calm at first, and the questions of the "Man in the Mirror" were barely within the scope of the speculation and deduction of the "Purifiers", but they could wait until Moran. The leader of the "Man in the Mirror" who was deceived into Aveni was Roselle in the mirror. Gustav, he felt his head buzzing, and this continued uninterruptedly, getting louder and louder.
"Hidden Sword" How can they always encounter such a big event?
How long has it been since the "hostel" incident, why is there another "whirlpool"?
When Franka finished speaking, Angoulême couldn't help but raise his right hand and squeeze the swollen corner of his forehead that was blocked by the lion's headgear, his mood was so complicated that he couldn't say a word.
"How about it, the Uzumaki Project, the 'Mirror Man', and the information about the potential traitor are all important, right?" Franka asked with a slight smugness.
Seeing Angoulême's solemn eyes and his mouth moving lightly, as if grinding his teeth, Franka reflexively added:
"Don't rely on me!
"It's not that we brought these problems, but that Trier's own special situation has caused various problems to continue, and we are also victims!"
Angoulême exhaled slowly and said:
"I, tonight, will submit this information.
"I won't forget to convey her request for my informant, what do you want?"
When he said the word "tonight", Angoulême's emotions suddenly surged and he paused for a second.
He had just finished today's work an hour ago, left St. Vieve's Church, and now, he is going back again!
"I am Agent '007', not a social animal who works from midnight to midnight every day, seven days a week!" Angoulême cursed angrily in his heart, but on the surface, he was still calm and reliable, and emotionally stable.
Franka thought seriously and said:
"All the ingredients of the 'Joy' potion."
She thought that her "pain" magic potion could be rewarded by the witch cult, but Jianna's could not, so she could only rely on the official.
"Aren't you already 'happy'?" Angoulême muttered, gave up asking, nodded and said, "I will help you fight for it."
He didn't ask who Hidden Sword was preparing the "Pleasure" potion for, just as he didn't ask Hidden Sword and her companions why they survived in front of a demigod in the painting.
After getting the promise of "007", Franka felt a burst of joy in her heart:
From the "Eternal Sun" Church as a reward for "Joy", from the Witch Sect to take "Pain" as a reward, the "Judgment" lady should also give, a piece of information sold three times...... I can now understand the joy of Lumian receiving three rewards in one mission!
Angoulême rubbed the corner of his forehead again, and said to himself:
"There are several cardinals who are not in the 'Sun' path, and there are more in the diocesan bishops, I really don't know what will be found out next, I just hope that the influence will not be too large."
He was talking about the core members of the "April Fool's Day" within the "Eternal Sun" church, and after having a clear direction, even if the other party was accomplishing something through a "broker", it would not be difficult to find out.
Without waiting for Franka's response, Angoulême thought for a moment and said:
"The transaction of that humanoid seal has been approved, and you can tell me how to trade at any time."
"Finally approved......" After a few words of denigrating the bureaucratic long process, Franka asked curiously, "What is the story of that humanoid seal?"
During the sea prayer ceremony, she had seen the human seal and knew her strength and her abnormality.
Angoulême shook his head:
"I am not qualified to read that information, I only know that she used to be a demigod in the 'audience' path, about level 4 of the sequence, and then suddenly went crazy, but I am not sure if she was crazy and infected with evil god pollution, or because she was infected with evil god pollution and became crazy."
"It should be the latter possibility." Franka thought and said, "Aren't the extraordinary people in the 'audience' path emotionally stable and difficult to lose control?"
Angoulême denied Franca's claims:
"In my understanding, the audience generally has no problems, and once there is a problem, it will be very troublesome."
"Yes." Franka thought, "I have a friend."
After chatting for a few more words, Angoulême bid farewell to the "hidden sword" and left the empty house.
Before going out, he quickly passed through the information he had just obtained in his mind, and then sighed in his heart with a heavy emotion:
"There are too many occult incidents in Trier, right?"
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In the market area, Jian Na seized the time to complete the role of "witch" again.
She wore a black cloak and a dark dress, walking in the shadows of the street, looking for new opportunities to play and thinking about more directions to play:
"'Witches' cannot be equated with doing bad things, and evil and dark things are not the same as bad things......
"A large part of the various witch legends I have collected so far are about witches showing magic and using evil and dark abilities to help others fulfill their wishes in order to seduce depravity......
"Among these legends, there should be deeds left by witches when they played 'witches', which can be considered imitation, and seductive depravity is also a deepening of 'instigator', and the role of 'joy' will also make the target fall......
"Well, the magical power of evil and darkness tempts the Fall, and the Fall brings disaster......"
Jenna's thoughts gradually became clearer.
Thinking about it, she turned into the chaotic streets, planning to look for opportunities to play the role of "witches" in this most unpeaceful street.
Just a few steps away, Jane suddenly heard someone singing loudly hysterically:
"Trier covered in gold,
"A ball that is open until dawn;
"Roast chicken that is fat and oily,
"Like a castle cake;
"The waiter in a bow tie shuttles between the guests,
"Stepping on cheerful dance steps.
"My beloved, in the midst of them,
"Among them.
"This is the city of joy, this is Trier eternally!"
This sound...... Jane raised her head in the shadows and looked at the Golden Rooster Hotel, where she saw Lumian in a thick brown jacket sitting on the windowsill on the third floor, holding a glass bottle containing green liquid in her hand.
Didn't he go to the "Aurora Club" and never came back? Jane Na frowned slightly and left the shadows.
Lumian also saw her, smiled, jumped down from the third floor, and landed steadily in front of her.
"Why are you here?" Jianna asked with concern.
Lumian smiled indifferently:
"I suddenly think of this place, come back and have some wine."
Feeling a strange excitement in Lumian, Jane asked considerately:
"Did something happen?"
"No." Lumian did not hesitate to deny it and emphasized again, "I'm fine."
He carried a bottle of absinthe and walked towards the exit of the chaotic street, and Jane followed behind him, without asking any more, just quietly like that.
Under the light of the crimson moonlight and sporadic gas street lamps, Lumian, who had been silent for a while, suddenly announced with a smile:
"I'm going to start blasphemy.
"No, it's already started."
He didn't turn around, he kept walking forward.
"Aren't you blaspheming all the time?" Jane carefully used Lumian's usual self-deprecation as a temptation.
Lumian still looked at the darkness in front of him, and replied with a clear smile:
"This time is different."
He quickened his pace and didn't mention the matter again.
Jane Na glanced at Lumian's muddy leather boots, and then looked at the surrounding environment where there was no wet soil, although it was dirty, she pursed her lips and did not ask any questions.
Lumian continued to walk, sometimes humming a few words, sometimes chatting with Jianna, joking, always with an obvious smile on his face.
He walked all the way back to the rented apartment and entered his room.
Jane stopped quietly in the living room and watched Lumian close the wooden door of the bedroom.
In the dark room with only a little crimson moonlight, Lumian sat down at the desk, spread out the stationery, and picked up a pen.
He did not light the gas wall lamp, nor did he create a blazing white fireball, and in the darkness, the pen fell with a faint light.
Amidst the rustling sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper, the smile on Lumian's face quickly disappeared, and his wrist became slower and slower.
Finally, he wrote the unusually short letter:
"Dear Madam 'Magician',
"I want to see you."
ps: What are the characters that need to be added to the character list, please tell me, I am afraid that there will be omissions, so I will do it all at night.
(End of this chapter)