Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

After walking around the Mason Cafe in the Botanical Garden as planned, Lumian returned to the "Golden Rooster Hotel" on the chaotic street, walked directly to the third floor, and came to Room 10 where the madman lived.

boom! boom! boom! He knocked on the door.

"I'm going to die! I'm going to die!" The murmurs in the room suddenly became sharp.

"I'm going to die too!" Lumian cursed expressionlessly.

The lunatic seemed to be frightened by his momentum and fell silent, but did not make any response.

Lumian stopped knocking on the door, took out the small piece of wire he carried with him, drilled it into the keyhole, and fiddled with it a few times.

With a click, the stained brown wooden door opened backwards on its own.

Lumian then saw the madman. He was still wearing the linen shirt and yellow trousers, and he was kneeling on the ground. His dense black beard almost covered his eyes.

Lumian walked in, closed the door, then squatted in front of the madman and said in a lowered voice:

"I also met the Monsouri ghost."

The lunatic trembled visibly, and only his frightened blue eyes showed signs of thawing.

After a few seconds, he took a breath and asked in a deep voice

"Are you sure it's the Montsuri ghost?"

Entering the state of occasional sobriety that Charlie mentioned? Lumian smiled and said:

"I don't know, so I asked you to confirm.

“What does the Montsouri ghost you encounter look like?”

The madman trembled and replied:

"A dark shadow looked like a lonely old man, with a slight stoop and walking very slowly.

"After I noticed it, it disappeared into the darkness. I didn't know it was the Montsuri ghost at first until my parents, my wife, and my children died one after another..."

It's really similar to the one I met... Lumian frowned, suspecting that he had indeed met the ghost of Monsuri.

He thought for a moment and said:

"How did your family members die? Were you yourself attacked?" The madman shook his head quickly:

"I, I have nothing but the constant feeling that something is watching me in the dark. Otherwise, I wouldn't be alive until now.

“My child became seriously ill and died in the hospital. As soon as we had him purified and buried in the catacombs, my wife, my wife collapsed and hung herself in the room.

“It wasn’t until this moment that I remembered the legend of Monsouri’s ghost, and took my parents to the church to ask the priest there to protect us.

"The church took it very seriously and sent three clergymen to live in my home. During that time, nothing happened. I thought the nightmare was over.

"After the New Year, the clergy evacuated. Not long after, my father strangled my mother and ended his own life with the family's knife. After that, I couldn't remember many things. I woke up occasionally. I just realized that I didn’t know when I moved here…”

The madman's blue eyes showed unconcealable pain, and his whole body felt to Lumian like a spring that was stretched to the limit and could break at any time.

"Didn't it say that the ghost of Montsuri would kill those who met him that year? It's already the new year." Lumian was keenly aware of the big difference between the madman's story and the legend.

The madman shook his head:

"I don't know why this happened. I thought the nightmare was over, otherwise the three clergymen wouldn't have left..."

A curse with no end time unless all targets die? Lumian has new speculations about the legend of Monsouri's ghost.

He stood up and said to the madman:

"The one I met should also be the ghost of Montsuri. Let's see who of us can survive longer.

"If I find a solution to this curse, you can pay me to help you."

"A way, a way..." The madman raised the corners of his mouth and repeated Lumian's words while crying and laughing.

He immediately raised his hands and grabbed his hair:

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

Lumian originally wanted to ask this lunatic what his name was, so that he would not be able to have his name engraved when he was sent to the cemetery or catacombs. Seeing this, he could only shake his head, turned around, opened the door, and walked out of Room 310.

Back in 207, Lumian sat by the bed and thought about how to solve the curse brought by Monsuri's ghost.

Although theoretically, the curse may not take effect until the end of the year, and there will be no need to worry for a while, but Lumian cannot pin his hopes on the ghost of Montsuri who has procrastination.

Moreover, he has no direct relatives, and there is a high probability that he will be the first to die due to the curse. It may happen in the second half of the year, maybe next week or even tonight.

"Speaking of which, that guy may still be alive. If the ghost of Montsuri can help me kill him, I have to say thank you..." As his thoughts turned, Lumian suddenly laughed at himself.

In his dream, he told Laien and others that he had forgotten his original name, and he was lying to them. He simply didn't want to mention it or recall it anymore.

When he was a child, his family situation was pretty good, but the man he called his father was a playboy and later became a gambler.

His mother was so angry that she died of illness, and his grandfather was made bankrupt and took him to live in a slum. He also passed away within a few years.

Therefore, after being adopted by Aurore, he took the initiative to ask if he could take her last name and have a brand new name.

Lumian didn't know whether the guy who simply contributed body fluids was dead or alive. If he was already dead, it would undoubtedly be a good thing. If not, he hoped that the ghost of Monsuli would work harder.

As for himself, Lumian did not dare to think that the ghost of Monsuli would not do anything to him just because there was evil god pollution in his body and the seal of the great existence on his body.

As long as they don't attach themselves to him, the other party can do anything!

According to Ms. "Magician", Lumian believes that many extraordinary people and monsters can easily kill him, but he will have to face the pollution that escapes later.

"I'm not sure whether this is a curse or not...but I can't just sit and wait for death. I have to do something...Well, Aurore often said in the past that for weak people or minors, the strongest The ability is to 'find parents'..."

Thinking of this, Lumian's eyes lit up, he stood up, walked to the table, and took out a pen and paper.

He plans to report the progress of the mission to Ms. "Magician" now. By the way, he has encountered the ghost of Montsuri. He doesn't know if he has been cursed and how to solve this problem.

Although the lady codenamed "Magician" is not his parent, as far as the current situation is concerned, she can definitely be called his boss. When encountering difficulties, it is reasonable and reasonable to ask her boss for help!

Lumian thought about it and wrote:

"Dear Ms. "Magician":

"I have followed your instructions, www.youxs.org, and asked him to introduce me to the occult gathering convened by Mr. K...

"On my way back from the catacombs, I unfortunately encountered the legendary ghost of Montsouri. Of course, I can't be sure." The specific legend is this...

"I would like to know if I have been cursed by the ghost of Monsouli, or something else, and how should I deal with it?"

At the end of writing, Lumian deliberately dropped the code name "Seven of Wands" to remind the other party not to forget that he was a peripheral member of their mysterious organization.

——This is what Lumian deduced from the fact that the lady took the Tarot card's "Magician" as her codename, and he got the Tarot card's "Seven of Wands".

He suspected that the "magician" lady probably belonged to a secret organization that used Tarot cards as a symbol and believed in that great existence. Among them, the Major Arcana card was a formal member, and each one was extremely powerful. Karna is a peripheral member with different tasks.

After folding the letter paper, Lumian carefully cleaned the room, killed all the bed bugs that came from next door, and threw them into the trash can in the bathroom.

After doing these things, he lit candles, created a "spiritual wall", and summoned the messenger of Ms. "Magician" in his own name.

After a while, the candlelight turned into a faint blue color.

But this time, the forearm-high, doll-like messenger wearing a light golden skirt appeared directly on top of the flames and floated there.

Its dull blue eyes without focus or expression looked around, and nodded slightly: "Much better than last time." The voice was ethereal and unreal, unlike what humans could make.

"Actually, I don't like those bedbugs either." Lumian added.

The doll messenger showed a little smile

"Really? No living thing would like those bugs!"

Lumian could tell that its attitude was quite satisfactory, as if "both sides" hated the same thing.

After saying that, the doll messenger stretched out his pale palm without skin texture, letting the letter float upwards.

Lumian followed the trajectory and saw the "doll" holding the letter shattering and disappearing like a bubble.

He said sincerely:

"It's so convenient to have a messenger..."

After finishing the ceremony and clearing the wooden table, Lumian sat back on the bed again, waiting for the messenger to bring feedback.

Time passed by, the night outside was getting darker and darker, and bursts of singing came from the underground bar, but Lumian never waited for Ms. "Magician"'s reply.

This made him frown:

"Ms. Magician is busy with other things and doesn't have time to read my letter for the time being?

"We can't wait like this forever, we have to find other ways to protect ourselves...

"Neither the 'Hunter' nor the 'Provocateur' have the ability to deal with the curse. If it is really a curse...

"'Dancer' can't do it either, unless after dancing the sacrificial dance, you really pray to the hidden existence, but what is the difference between this and committing suicide?

"Well, if I can't pray to that secret existence, I can go to that great existence!

“I have her seal on me, and I got her permission when I stole the ‘gift’, so I’m not afraid to ask her again!

"Well, I pray that she will help me remove the curse from my body."

Lumian did what he thought of and quickly arranged the altar again.

Because Ms. "Magician" did not specifically mention the materials in the domain of that great being, Lumian believed that whatever she used should not affect the final result, as long as other gods were not involved.

He still placed orange candles made of citrus and lavender, two representing gods and one representing himself. After completing the preliminary preparations, Lumian took a step back, looked at the three yellowish candles, and read in Hermes language:

"The Fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious master above the gray fog, the yellow and black king who controls good luck..."

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