Chapter 813 The hobby is learning
Thinking that if it was really very dangerous and she couldn't provide help, Ms. "Judgment" would definitely help her block it, Franca took out a piece of pure white paper and wrote directly at the beginning of the reply:
"Dear Madam 'Judgment',
"If Mr. 'Star's request is within a reasonable range, I have no problem."
After writing this passage, Franka read the follow-up to Ms. "Judgment's" letter:
"The 'Black Witch's' description and speculation about the state of the 'Primordial Witch' is a more mainstream view within the Witch Sect, but if this is the case, things will not become as complicated as it is now.
"Moreover, many high-ranking witches believe that the mirror world is very important to the 'witch' path, which cannot be said to be inconsistent with the actual performance, but as a collection of 'door' concepts, the mirror world does not seem to be able to afford this status yet.
"This is all something you need to understand later.
"'Two of Cups', I know this may be a bit cruel to you, but you do need to continue to lurk in the Witch Sect for a while, you are already the highest-ranking member of our 'Tarot Society' in the Witch Sect.
"The special nature of the 'witch' path prevents us from taking the initiative to cultivate male 'assassins', and those of the original witch sect have distorted their minds and yearn to get closer to the primordial, so we can only passively wait and look for people like you who have mistakenly entered the 'assassin' path......"
Suddenly there was a feeling of responsibility...... Franka muttered, sighed, and continued to write a reply.
She wasn't too disappointed, she herself was looking forward to getting the main material of the "Desperate Witch" in the Witch Sect, of course, provided she found a way to bypass the cruel requirements of the promotion ceremony.
After sending the reply, Franka leaned against the back of the chair, looked at the dark night outside the window, and started to stare idly.
Suddenly, she saw that the front suddenly became extremely dark, and Ms. "Hela" emerged from the void with a letter in her mouth.
And the letter? What's the matter? Franka stretched out his hand to take it and thanked him.
When Ms. Hela's messenger left, the new "witch of pain" opened the letter and smelled a faint but timeless fragrance:
"Dear 'Muggle':
"Do you remember the previous invitation?
"We have an offline party in Trier at 10 p.m. this Saturday, would you still want to attend? If you want, please reply to me as soon as possible, and I will tell you the specific location and how to participate.
"'Professor'."
Offline gatherings of the "Academy" group? Lumian has too many things to do, right? Not long after I became his carte blanchotom, I felt busy, one thing after another...... Should this guy merge the nickname "007"? 007" still needs to sleep, he doesn't need it! Franka couldn't help but vomit in her heart.
Before, she felt that where Lumian passed, hidden disasters broke out one after another, but after all, she was not Lumian yet, she would just help in some of these events, not all of them participated, and the feeling was not deep.
After a while, Franka sighed.
I have to use the "Ice Talisman" to contact Lumian again!
After getting this item from the "Black Witch", she hadn't used it to track down the "Man in the Mirror", and it was all spent on Lumian-related!
She had to ask Lumian if she wanted to attend an offline meeting of the "Academy" group where there might be members of the "Morse Penance", and if so, please appoint a substitute and try to send out the "Lies" ear clips.
Franka quickly wrote a letter on the matter, wrapping a copper coin, some grudge dust, and the "Beatrice necklace" that she rarely used at the moment in the letterhead.
She had noticed last time that after the letter written by Lumian passed through Morola's seal, it completely lost its substance, leaving only pure information, so she had to plan in advance to help Lumian experiment whether ordinary items, items with strong spirituality, and items with extraordinary power could penetrate the seal, and if so, what state they would exist in after passing through.
The results of the experiment will determine whether the "lie" ear clip can be delivered.
If it weren't for the fact that each of those magical items was precious and useful, Franka would have wanted to add items with extraordinary properties to this experiment.
After making the small "package", Franka walked to the full-length mirror in the living room, took out the "Ice Talisman", and put it on his body.
With the flash of crystal cold light, Franka pressed the "package" in her hand into the glass mirror.
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Late at night in Morola, on the second floor of the "Carnivore" bar.
Lumian had a blazing white fireball hanging above his head, and he was concentrating on reading the book "Examples of the Construction of Underground Mausoleums".
Suddenly, he raised his head, his eyes slightly bloodshot, and his gaze fell into the mirror in the room.
The surface of the mirror had become dark, and there seemed to be waves swaying inside.
Lumian exhaled slowly, reluctantly put down the book in his hand, walked to the front of the mirror, and pressed his right palm up.
He immediately saw Intesi words appear on the surface of the mirror, row after row, densely packed.
"The 'professor's invitation ...... an offline gathering of the 'academy' group...... Experiment ...... Passing Items
Lumian's thoughts began to come alive, and with the effect of the "Ice Talisman" still there, he reached into the mirror and took out an item.
It was a diamond necklace.
"Beatrice's necklace"!
And the one-rick copper coin and the grudge dust mentioned in Franka's letter are gone.
Lumian turned his gaze back to the mirror surface, seeing the image of a copper coin at the top, and dust scattered around the dense words with illusory figures.
They are fading away as the power of the "Ice Talisman" diminishes and those words fade.
Only pure information and items with extraordinary power can pass through that special mirror world, penetrate the seal, and get here? Well, there should be divinity, so we can only find a way to create it within Morora...... Lumian played with the "Beatrice Necklace" in his hand, and while the power of the "Ice Talisman" had not completely subsided, he simply replied to the two words of Franka with the help of it:
"Necklace, yes."
The water light inside the mirror quickly faded, and the darkness on the glass surface slowly returned to normal.
Not long after, the mirror became abnormal again.
This time, Franka sent the "Ice Talisman" in.
This is to help Lumian save the number of times he uses the "Mirror Buckle" - there are still two left.
Lumian took the amulet that looked like ice condensation and began to write a reply.
He first talked about the specific results of the experiment and the transfer process of items he had observed before, and then told Franka to let her take his place and participate in the offline meeting of the "Academy" group in Trier as a "Muggle".
After folding the letter paper and stuffing both the "Lies" ear clip and the "Ice Talisman" into it, Lumian activated the latter's power and pressed them into the glass mirror, passing them to the full-length mirror of Franka's apartment.
After receiving the item, Franka carefully read Lumian's letter, and said to herself with a little expectation and a little apprehension:
"Do you really want to dress up as a 'Muggle'?
"Hey, the 'Ice Talisman' can only transmit the message nine more times......"
On the other side, Lumian walked back to the table and continued reading "Examples of Underground Mausoleum Construction".
He was a little reluctant to rest, and the more he read these books, the more attractive they became.
Of course, Lumian also knew that this was a slight sign of being contaminated.
At this moment, he heard a loud explosion.
That was from a few blocks away!
Blow up? Relying on the endurance of the "ascetic", Lumian broke free from the attraction, extinguished the blazing white fireball above his head, walked to the window, and looked at the outside world.
The roaring explosion continued, and the dazzling fire illuminated the block hundreds of meters away.
It was halfway between the "Carnivore" bar and the Church of Knowledge.
Lumian immediately saw Julie jump out of the room, fluttering lightly to the ground like a feather, then blending into the shadows and disappearing.
"Explosions and fires caused by 'hunters'?" Lumian raised his hand and rubbed the corner of his forehead, looking reluctant.
He muttered in his heart:
"I really don't want to participate in your conspiracies and fights, I just want to study quietly."
Since discovering that the books designated by Hraberg have very important knowledge, he has become more and more attentive in the past few days, except for going out to "act" every day, he squeezes out all the remaining time to read.
If it weren't for the fear of exposing the importance of books, he would have wanted to rely on his own uniqueness to stay up late every night to study.
The more seriously he studied, the more Lumian didn't want to do anything else, and many times he could only rely on perseverance or even the peculiarity of "ascetic" to break free from that mental state.
In the blink of an eye, Lumian's expression settled, and he said to himself silently:
"When I find an opportunity and kill all of them, I can concentrate on studying......"
Suppressing his abnormal emotions, Lumian transformed into a shadow creature, entered the darkness brought by various buildings, and rushed towards the place where the explosion occurred.
Soon, he arrived at his destination and found that the building that had been blown up to half collapsed was the Dades Agricultural Company.
Dades Agriculture of Wanark? Someone attacked Wanak? Lumian completely got rid of the aftereffects of learning and was highly concentrated.
He immediately saw two huge figures coming out of the half-collapsed building.
They were all three or four meters tall, their bodies seemed to be covered with a layer of iron, their bodies were painted with blue oil paint, and they were holding large swords that seemed to be reserved for giants.
Tin soldiers? Gigantic tin soldiers? Lumian suddenly remembered the tin soldiers he had seen in the depths of the underground palace of the Sauron family's Red Swan Castle.
In the next second, one of the tin soldiers crashed open the collapsed wall, casting his cold gaze on the shadow where Lumian was hiding.
Kicking and kicking, it rushed towards Lumian and raised the giant's sword in its hand.
(End of this chapter)