Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

"It sounds similar to what happened to Charlie. The only difference is that those are women and Charlie is a man..." Suspected to be Susanna. Matisse's monstrous creature was gender-neutral, or was there another monstrous creature similar to it but male?

"The greater probability is the latter possibility, because the three victims in Onette Town are all women, and there are no men..."

Well, there is another difference between those three women and Charlie. They do not have partners either openly or secretly. And not long after Charlie prayed to Susanna Mathis, he became Mrs. Alice's lover... If it hadn't been for this matter , will Charlie be like the three victims, and eventually die of weakness caused by overindulgence?

"Mrs. Alice became the victim in his place, or is this just the beginning?" Lumian thought of a lot from what the man with the face paint shared, and made certain assumptions.

He now only hopes that the authorities will take this case seriously and not imprison Susanna.

Matisse was completely disfigured.

As for whether the authorities would suspect that there were extraordinary people hiding among Charlie's friends because of the letter asking for help, Lumian was not too worried - when he wrote the letter, he deliberately misrepresented Charlie's personal information and situation, and even in a certain A few minor errors were made in the inconspicuous details, which made the letter writer look more like someone who had a deep grudge against Susanna Mattis, tracked her for a long time, and wanted to use Charlie's incident to lure the authorities to help him take revenge. , so he was more concerned about Susanna and Matisse’s problems and lacked sufficient understanding of Charlie.

After the participants of the party talked for a while about the strange events in the town of Onette, Mr. K’s waiter picked up something covered with black cloth.

Another waiter began to introduce, "This is a painting from a friend of a certain participant. He himself was also an extraordinary person. He died mysteriously two months ago, and he painted this painting before his death."

At this time, the waiter holding the painting took off the black cloth covering the surface and displayed the extraordinary man's legacy.

At this time, an oil painting was painted with various bright and strong colors to create a bizarre and hallucinatory scene: there were green weeds growing to the sky, a golden sun hidden in the well, and blood pouring down from high in the sky. In the river, there are black figures gathered together as if dancing, and there are clouds made of white skulls.

After just looking at this painting for a few seconds, Lumian felt dizzy.

According to the letters and diaries left by the owner of the painting, this painting is likely to contain some kind of truth, pointing to the nature of the world and the origin of mysticism.

"This may also hide the real reason for his strange death. If any participant wants to study it, the price can be negotiated."

Do you still want to sell this kind of thing for money? Don’t even give it to me! Lumian cursed and looked away.

Lumian only cares about real extraordinary characteristics. Interested in potion recipes, magical items, extraordinary weapons or occult knowledge with practical value.

Obviously, most of the party attendees did not want to spend money on such an unknown painting with no known secrets. In the end, Mr. K’s waiter put it away and covered it with a black cloth again.

At a quarter past ten, Mr. K announced that the party was over and everyone left in batches.

When he went out, Lumian clearly felt that the convener was looking at him with some sense of scrutiny.

"Will he send someone to follow me and investigate me?" Lumian suddenly had such an idea. Not only did he not care about this, he even looked forward to it.

Apart from occasionally summoning messengers, there is nothing unusual about him now, and he can withstand any investigation!

As long as he controls himself not to contact Ms. Magician, Lumian believes that Mr. K will soon get a nearly true report.

Charles is indeed a wild Beyonder who lacks the necessary common sense on many things. He is suspected to be from Kordu Village and is pursuing the whereabouts of Ji Xiaomu, Benet and others, and is himself wanted.

In that case, if Lumian shows off his ability and extreme attitude, it won't be long before he may receive an invitation from Mr. K to become his subordinate and a member of the organization behind him.

Sometimes, inadvertently exposing one's own weaknesses and true situation is an effective way to gain the trust of others.

In this way, Lumian and Aosta found a hidden corner in the house at No. 19 Scheer Street, changed their disguises, and returned to the Honest Market area.

As he walked towards the chaotic street, Lumian frowned slightly in confusion.

He didn't find out who was following him.

"Is it that Mr. K hasn't planned to investigate me yet, or is it that the person following me is very skilled and has unique abilities that prevent us from noticing it at all?" Lumian thought and threw the matter behind him.

Anyway, he is not afraid of investigation, unless Mr. K is with the Stinger Gang.

After entering the Golden Rooster Hotel, Lumian saw that it was still early, walked through the clean lobby, and turned into the bar in the basement.

Before he could take stock of the situation here, he heard Charlie's angry voice: "Can you believe it? Three hours ago I was at the police headquarters, accused of murder, and three hours later, I was here with Let’s drink and sing together!”

Ladies and gentlemen, what an incredible thing I have experienced again, I bet there is no one like me here...

"The trainee waiter once again carried a beer bottle, jumped onto the small round table, and started making a speech to the surrounding drinkers."

His short light brown hair was messy, as if he hadn't tidied it up for several days, and there was obvious beard dregs next to his mouth.

"So soon?" Lumian thought it would take two or three days for Charlie to be released.

He immediately turned his head and said to Lumian: I'll buy you this cup.

Of course, at least I don't have to worry about being hanged. I don't want to get little attention while I'm alive and be watched by thousands of people when I'm about to die.

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The citizens of Trier have a habit of watching the executions of condemned prisoners.

Whenever someone was taken to the gallows or executed, the streets were crowded with people.

In the classical era before Emperor Russell the Great, there was even a custom based on this hobby. On the way from the prison to the gallows, if any of the citizens watching were willing to marry him, he would have his sentence commuted and his sentence reduced. Punishment and even acquittal.

"Is everything going on?" Lumian asked further.

Charlie took a sip of beer, glanced around, and said in a lowered voice, "I can't tell you the specific process. I signed the commitment letter, and the commitment letter was notarized. You don't know, oh, how magical it is."

He originally wanted to add "Let's get together then" but recalling the courage and ability shown by Ciel, he silently gave up the idea.

Lumian took a sip of the absinthe the bartender pushed and motioned for Charlie to take a seat in an unoccupied corner.

After confirming that the environment was noisy and no one was listening, he asked: "Is the problem of Susanna Mathis solved?"

"I don't know." Charlie shook his head, "They did a lot of things, but I can't talk about it."

"Did they promise to provide protection for a period of time?" Lumian asked thoughtfully.

Charlie replied awkwardly: "I can't tell."

Lumian smiled: "It seems there is."

If there was no promise of protection, there would be no corresponding words, no bounds by a promise of confidentiality: "Uh-huh."

Charlie didn't expect that Charles could guess so accurately.

Lumian then asked, "Did they tell you anything? Tell what you can tell."

Charlie thought about it and said, "They told me, if I have that dream again, don't panic, go to the nearest church after dawn, the church of the Eternal Burning Sun, don't you know? I am now a true believer of the Eternal Burning Sun!" "

Lumian raised his right hand expressionlessly and drew a triangle on his chest.

Charlie was silent for a moment.

After drinking with Charlie, Lumian returned to room 207 and continued to study Aurore's witchcraft notes.

Step by step, he finished washing before midnight, lay down on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!

Lumian was awakened by a fierce knock on the door.

Who? He frowned, held the fallen mercury in his backhand, walked to the door and carefully opened the wooden door.

Outside the door is Charlie.

He was still wearing a linen shirt, black trousers and strapless leather shoes, and his expression was pale and full of fear.

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