Lord of Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

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"What do you think, Ms. Janna?" Lumian smiled and responded to her with what Janna said just now.

"Fuck" Jian Na raised her hand, turned around bitterly, and returned to the first floor. Lumian thought for a few seconds, knocked on the table in front of him, and said to Louis and Sakota, "Give me a glass of anisette and absinthe."

As the "protector" of the Breeze Ballroom, he eats and drinks here for free.

Thinking that most of the profits of the dance hall had to be handed over to the boss and used to bribe the police officers, he didn't want to save even more.

No matter how hard it is, you can't suffer yourself, try to wrong the boss!

Lumian drank two cups of the pale green liquid with a bitter taste and a psychedelic feeling, and stayed in the Breeze Ballroom until almost midnight.

He stood up and said to Luis and Sakota: "I'm going to bed, you guys go back when the ballroom closes." If someone makes trouble, just throw it out, if you can't beat it, call everyone together, dare to shoot, don't worry , I will be responsible for what happened. "The half sentence he didn't say was: If I can't afford to take responsibility, then let the boss worry about it.

——The Breeze Ballroom is open until two o'clock in the morning every day, and it opens from ten thirty in the morning to eleven o'clock in the morning.

"Yes, boss." Sakota and Louis answered in unison.

Back in the bedroom, Lumian waited for another quarter of an hour before he picked up the brown suitcase containing Aurora's witchcraft notes, squeezed out the window, and jumped from the second floor.

He landed steadily, walked all the way in the shadows, turned from Market Avenue to White Coat Street, and entered the safe house that he had rented before.

After hiding the witchcraft notes and putting some sulfur to repel insects, Lumian left the room and turned to the alley behind White Coat Street, intending to detour to the Golden Rooster Hotel and sleep there tonight.

After walking a dozen steps, he saw **** piled up next to a barricade. Scavengers and cleaners don't arrive until morning to clean up, by which time it's a haven for rats, cockroaches, flies and stray dogs.

Seeing the mice and stray dogs, Lumian suddenly remembered one thing: one of the three metal vials he got from the pervert Hedesy had an unidentified purpose.

Just to give it a try... Lumian nodded invisibly.

Relying on his outstanding skill, extraordinary reaction, quick movement and strong observation ability, he quickly stepped on a gray-black mouse, then squatted down, and took out the slightly heavy metal vial, which will have no smell. Some colorless liquid was poured into the mouth of the "prey".

The rat squeaked quickly, but other than that, there was nothing unusual.

"With that pervert's style, I thought it was an aphrodisiac potion, but it doesn't look like it now... Also, that pervert itself has the extraordinary ability to stimulate desire, so there is no need to prepare an extra bottle of potion with repeated effects..." Lumian Let go of the right foot and watch the mouse flee to the other mice, huddle here, squeeze there, squeak, but nothing else.

Strange... Lumian couldn't make a judgment after watching it for a long time.

Suddenly, a voice as clear as water came from behind him: "What are you doing?"

Lumian turned around abruptly, and saw Franke "Red Boots" coming out of the shadow at the end of the alley.

She still has red boots, off-white breeches, a blouse with a black and white plaid jacket, and her flaxen hair is simply tied up.

why are you here Lumian was going to ask this question, but immediately remembered that Franka lived at No. 3 Whitecoat Street.

He had no choice but to answer frankly: "Do an experiment."

"What experiment?" "Red Boots" Franka came over curiously.

Her lake-colored bright eyes swept across the group of mice, and said with a smile, "Your sister taught you to use mice as experimental objects?"

"You mean a white mouse?" Lumian felt that communicating with Franka was very easy, and many words did not require additional explanation.

He turned and said, "Didn't Jenna tell you that after I killed that pervert, I got three metal vials?

One of them was filled with a gas that could stun people, and it was used up when killing 'Hammer' Aite, and the other was its matching irritating gas, and there were quite a few more.

"The other bottle is a liquid. I don't know what it does. Try it with these mice."

Franka showed a suddenly realized expression: "It turned out to be something left by that pervert."

She immediately asked with a little expectation: "Could it be an aphrodisiac potion?"

How do you agree with me, ma'am? Lumian pointed to the rat that was still squeaking with a little amusement: "It doesn't look like it."

"You seem a little disappointed?"

Franka didn't hide her emotions, and sighed, "Yeah, it's really an aphrodisiac. How interesting it would be."

"If it's really an aphrodisiac, what do you want to use it for?" Lumian suddenly suspected that Franka wanted to do something to Jenna.

Franka glanced at him: "Fuck, are you slandering me in your heart, thinking that I have no moral bottom line?" I hope it is an aphrodisiac potion, mainly because I want to try what it feels like and how effective it is. Drink a little, and let Gardner drink a little, his mistresses can drink too, do you, a minor, understand what is flirting and what is fun? "..." Lumian was speechless for a while, and then said after a few seconds, "You Trier people are really good at playing. "

"I'm not from Trier." Franka retorted, "but I agree with what you said."

She glanced sideways at the metal vial in Lumian's hand: "May I help you see what it does?"

"Aren't you afraid of danger?" Lumi'an was slightly taken aback.

You know, it is not yet certain whether this bottle of liquid is a slow poison or a curse medium!

Franka laughed and said, "You really need to supplement your occult knowledge." I was planning to use divination, and 'witches' also have strong divination skills.

force. "Aurora's witchcraft notes didn't mention it. It only records that the "witch" potion can cause **** change, and it is speculated that every "witch" is good at spells... Well, those who are good at spells should not be weak in divination... Lumi Ann took the bottle of liquid to Franka.

Franka walked to the edge of the alley and stopped behind a five-story house.

She stretched out her right hand and wiped it back and forth on the dull glass window a few times.

At the same time, she whispered something in Hermes, even with Lumian's hearing, she could only faintly hear a few words: "Spirituality"...

"ask"…

"Answer"...

A few seconds later, the glass window became dark and deep, as if it could lead to an unknown and mysterious world.

Franka took a step back, raised the metal vial, and said in Intis's language: "What is the function of the liquid in it?"

In the depths of the glass window, a voice that seemed to come out from the bottom of the river, with an obvious sense of aging, replied: "Induce the desire to confide."

Franka nodded, thanked her, and ended the divination. When the glass window returned to its original state, she turned to Lumian and said, "It should be a potion similar to Veritaserum."

"Veritaserum?" Lumian asked back.

Aurora never mentioned the term. Franke explained casually: "It's a potion that makes people tell the truth." Once a person's desire to confide is induced, and with the questioning of the interrogator, although there will be a lot of nonsense, it is difficult to lie. It is what I want to say in my heart. "Talk about desires... Similar to that pervert's other abilities, they all involve different desires of human beings... It is indeed a gift from the "Mother Tree of Desires"... For Extraordinary people like me who are not good at psychic psychics and divination, this thing is very useful. ... Lumian took the metal vial that Franka handed back.

Franca glanced left and right, and asked with a smile, "Why did you come to Whitecoat Street to do experiments?

"Shouldn't your scope of activities be on Market Avenue and Chaos Street?"

Lumian didn't hide it: "I rented a safe house here to store my sister's witchcraft notes, so as not to destroy them if someone targets them."

"Very cautious." Franka nodded approvingly, "Your sister is very lucky to have a younger brother like you. I also had a younger brother before, who was arrogant, showed off, and had no practical ability. I want to teach him a lesson every day. he…"

As she spoke, Franka fell silent, and looked down at her pair of red boots.

It used to be, so it doesn't exist now? Lumian was keenly aware of what Franka didn't want to express, and suddenly understood why the other party's mood suddenly fell.

After a few seconds, Franka smiled again: "Your sister should also trust you, otherwise she wouldn't tell you about our organization. Although we didn't specifically emphasize that we can't tell the family about the research meeting, but almost Nobody revealed, after all..."

Franka was silent again, her smile turned bitter.

after all what? Although Lumian was puzzled, he didn't ask, and simply explained why Aurora did what he did: "We were in a disaster at the time, and we didn't know who would die and who would survive, so my sister told some secret things Tell me, I hope it will come in handy in the future.”

"Understood." Franka nodded, adjusted her emotions, and said with a smile, "I thought you came to Whitecoat Street to find me, and you can't wait to learn about mysticism."

"It's too late." Lumian already felt tired.

Franka smiled and said, "I won't do anything to you. It's too, too crazy, too shameful to do that kind of thing with a person who knows her original gender."

Yeah? I'm afraid that after you get used to it, you will find it more exciting to have a sense of shame... Lumian suspects that Franke, who can be persuaded by "Life is short, why not give it a try", will do more unexpected things.

After bidding farewell to the witch, he returned to the Golden Rooster Hotel.

Until Saturday, nothing happened in the Candide Market area.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Lumian came to No. 19 Scheer Street in the Boulevard District again, and met Mr. K in the basement.

Mr. K pointed to the three waiters holding silver plates behind him and said, "There are three magical items in total, all of which are priced between 15,000 Filkin and 20,000. You choose by yourself."