Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

Almost at the same time, Lumian's hair stood on end, his back felt cold, and he had a clear premonition of danger.

He subconsciously took out the "Corrupted Mercury" hidden in his waist, ready to tear off the black cloth wrapped around it at any time.

The translucent figure with long green hair and leaves covering key parts floated in the air, looking at Lumian in the room. His green eyes were sometimes misty, sometimes smiling, and sometimes like a deep whirlpool, making the human soul endure. I can't help but want to indulge in it.

On the one hand, Lumian had some kind of familiar yet unfamiliar impulse, which raged in his mind, disrupting most of his thoughts. On the other hand, he felt uncontrollable fear, like a flying insect encountering a spider building its web.

He slowed his dance movements, ready to pause at any moment.

The translucent female figure showed an eager expression, but instinctively felt something was wrong and resisted getting closer to Lumian.

Sometimes it leaned out, sometimes retracted into the curtain, but in the end it didn't do anything.

When Lumian finished the "Dance of Recruitment", he heard a series of small and weak sounds coming to his ears, as close as if they were next door, and the strange creatures wandering in the room disappeared one by one.

The last one to leave was the female figure wrapped in long green hair and leaves. It was both reluctant and confused.

Lumian breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes, and listened quietly to the noisy voices inside his body. He couldn't hear a word clearly, he wanted to hear every sentence clearly.

After a while, Lumian opened his eyes, looked at the window covered by tattered curtains, and said silently to himself: "What on earth was that just now?"

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His intuition told him that the translucent female figure was much more powerful than the other strange creatures that had been recruited, and was not something that an extraordinary person of his level could deal with.

If it weren't for the pollution sealed in his body and the blue-black pattern on his chest, even if it wasn't activated, the spiritual creatures would subconsciously not dare to get close. Lumian suspected that something bad had happened to him.

This made him wonder: "How did other 'dancers' survive?" "He initially confirmed that there was not much danger in this area before he dared to dance the "Dance of Photography". However, he almost had an accident. How did other "dancers" rely on to avoid similar risks?

"Is my 'gift' obtained through stealing and lacking some occult knowledge, or is it that other 'dancers' can only attract weird creatures similar to themselves, plus the fact that the 'Dance of Invitation' comes from a hidden existence, What problems would not occur under normal circumstances?" Lumian pondered for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the abnormality might be him.

He thought it was because the level of pollution in his body was so high that even if it was sealed, he could occasionally attract strange and dangerous things.

"Fortunately, pollution is also a kind of protection..." Lumian breathed out, put away the "corrupted mercury", lit the iron-black carbide lamp and sat in front of the wooden table, looking through Aurore's notes.

Reading occult notes from back to front is a very painful thing. Lacking the corresponding knowledge reserves, he often feels that he is illiterate. He has to take out Aurore's earliest notes to supplement the corresponding symbols and occult notes. significance.

But Lumian couldn't calm down and study bit by bit. He believed that there was really important information hidden in Aurore's witchcraft notebook. It must be in the contents of the past one or two years. That was the story of Kordu Village. Abnormalities gradually appeared, and it was the time when the shepherds began to "hunt".

After fighting against the knowledge called "Lightning Technique" for nearly two hours, Lumian declared his failure and decided to continue tomorrow night.

He washed himself briefly and lay down on the bed.

Thinking of the strange creature he had just recruited, Lumian worriedly placed the "Corrupted Mercury" next to his pillow to nip it in the bud.

Before leaving Kordu Village, he had inspected the silver-black evil dagger and confirmed that its fate in exchange for being exchanged from the fire monster was to "suffer from being burned by fire."

The darkness gradually deepened, but there was no moment of peace in the chaotic streets. People sang, shouted, cursed the singer, fought, chased, coughed, cried, and moved, one after another, as if they were playing a night song. symphony.

Lumian was used to the noise, and even felt that it made him feel like he was still alive.

Before he knew it, he fell asleep.

At six o'clock in the morning, the bells of the distant church rang. Just like the village of Kordu, Lumian woke up on time and was unwilling to open his eyes.

After a few minutes, he turned over and sat up, inserting the "Fallen Mercury" back into his waist.

His dreams were messy all night, and nothing special happened.

"Am I thinking too much?" Lumian muttered.

He immediately opened the door, walked into the nearest bathroom, and looked at himself in the mirror through the morning light outside the window. There was no change in him from the same moment yesterday.

The color of the hair and the extensions are external things and will not reset with his physical condition. Lumian leaned down and brushed his teeth.

As he was cleaning his mouth, he saw Charlie walking in from the corner of his eye.

"Don't you live on the fifth floor?" Lumian spit out the mouthwash and turned his head to ask Charlie.

Charlie changed into a yellowed white shirt, with the cuffs rolled up to his elbows. He yawned and said, "Can you believe it? Those guys all got up before 6 o'clock, and the bathroom on the fifth floor was packed with people!"

He then smiled: "What I like most is the bathroom on the second floor. Do you know why? It's clean!

"Although that bastard Laurent has high eyebrows and doesn't know how to help his mother at all, he still has advantages. He loves to be clean. As long as he is in the apartment, he will clean the room every day and clean the bathroom by the way. Haha, right? If the toilet is dirty, will he not be able to poop?"

It turned out that he was cleaning... Lumian was a little surprised for a moment.

The impression left on him by the young man named Laurent was that he was cold, arrogant, well-dressed, had a high self-esteem, was inconsiderate of his mother's situation, and did not look like someone who would clean the bathroom at all.

Lumian previously thought that other residents on the second floor couldn't stand the landlord's stinginess and cleaned the commonly used areas by themselves.

Seeing Charlie's tired face as if he hadn't slept all night, Lumian asked with a smile: "Did you go to City Wall Street last night?"

Rampart Street is Trier's famous red light district.

"Empty?" Lumian helped think of an adjective.

"Yes, yes!" Charlie walked to the toilet and pulled off the belt.

He narrowed his small eyes with a look of relief.

Lumian raised his hand to pinch his nose and sneered: "Are you having an erotic dream?"

Charlie shuddered, shook his right hand, and said with a smile, "That is the most realistic dream I have ever had. The girl in the dream is much more beautiful than the ones on City Wall Street, and she is so gentle and passionate. I simply don't want to wake up."

"Obviously, you can't last that long. It's a mercy for you to wake up." Lumian joked.

"I also plan to go to the nearby Nightingale Street on Sundays when I don't have to work after I get my salary. There are several dance halls there where I can find some cheap kittens. My colleague told me that there are only 52 kittens. Koppe can give himself a 'job award'. (Note 1) "But now, I have no interest in it. "

At this point, he suddenly became excited and said to Lumian in a low voice, "Did you know? There is a wealthy guest in the hotel who is very nice to me. He asked me to deliver meals and help clean up the room."

"Male?" Lumian asked deliberately.

Charlie shook his head quickly: "No, it's a wife. I suspect she is attracted to me. I'm hesitating. If she really makes that request, should I give up my principles? You know, in Trier, This kind of thing is very common, I can get the first pot of gold from her, and I will soon have my own hotel."

"I thought you wouldn't hesitate." Although they had only known each other for more than two days, Lumian believed that Charlie was a person with a very flexible moral bottom line.

"She's in her fifties."

Lumian let out a long "Oh" and expressed his inner words with his expression.

He said goodbye to Charlie, went back to his room and put on a jacket, trousers and other clothes that were more suitable for the street style. He went to the street outside and bought a shallot pancake for 6 kopecks and half a liter of apple sour wine for 1 kopeck. Sit on the corner of the street and eat breakfast slowly. The shadows of the houses on both sides covered his body. While he tasted the sweet smell of onions and flour, he looked at the hawkers, the women buying vegetables, the laborers coming and going, and the people picking up garbage on the ground. children and a barricade in an alley not far away.

It wasn't until 9 a.m. that Lumian stood up, patted his clothes, walked back to the "Golden Rooster Hotel", went up to the third floor, and knocked on the door of Room 5.

Tip dealer Anthony Reed lived here.

After Dongdongdong's voice, a steady male voice with an accent from the west coast of Jianhai came out: "Please come in."

Lumian turned the handle and pushed the door open. First he smelled a slightly pungent, minty smell, which seemed to be used to repel insects.

Then, he saw a man in his forties sitting next to the bed.

The man was wearing a military green top, trousers of the same color, and strapless leather boots. His hair was shaved short, leaving only a thin layer.

He does not have the neat and capable temperament of a veteran. His pale yellow hairline recedes a lot compared to normal. His forehead appears to be very wide, his face has grown fat, his beard is cleanly shaved, his skin is slightly oily, and the pores on his nose are filled. Some small black things look a bit honest.

Anthony. Rhett turned his head and looked at Lumian, his figure reflected in his dark brown eyes.

For some reason, Lumian suddenly felt strangely uneasy.

Note 1: Kitten has a pun meaning in French slang, referring to prostitutes or female reproductive organs.

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