Chapter 180 Preaching (The last day and a half to ask for monthly tickets) Before boarding the public carriage, Lumian spent six ricks to buy a copy of "Psychic" magazine to make himself look like he was going to attend a gathering of occult enthusiasts at 6 Scheer Street. He was worried that once he came into the sight of Gardner Martin, the leader of the Savoy Party, he would be secretly followed for a period of time to confirm whether there was any problem. Although he could take some anti-tracking measures to try to get rid of possible surveillance, wouldn't this arouse even more suspicion? In comparison, a more convincing story is that of a country boy who had just arrived in Trier and who by chance had entered into the supernatural world, and who was eager for more knowledge of the occult, and so who bought magazines such as "Psychic", and who from time to time attended various gatherings of occult enthusiasts published in those magazines. In essence, this is indeed true. The only problem is that the person who convened the gathering of occult enthusiasts was Mr. K, who had a secret organization behind him. If Gardner Martin's people have really investigated to this point, let them fight with Mr. K to see who is more powerful! As the prankster of Cordu Village, Lumian has always loved watching the fun. At that time, he will adjust his future choices based on the results of the battle. Anyway, the general direction will not change, which is to follow the instructions of Ms. "Magician" and infiltrate the secret organization behind Mr. K. In the moving carriage, Lumian flipped through the "Psychic" magazine in his hand. The theme of this issue is "Secret Agreement".

Different from Lumian's instinctive cognition, the "契" in "秘契" does not represent "contract" but "fit". It is to make one's own spirit fit with a specific secret existence a little bit in some way, to obtain corresponding spiritual experience and gain certain mystical knowledge. "Psychic" magazine has emphasized in the "Editor's Note" of many articles that this is a very dangerous behavior. Unless you can be sure that the object of the secret contact can be trusted and has no malicious intent, it is not recommended to try it. It will bring very bad and very serious consequences, including but not limited to mental illness, possession by evil spirits, loss of reason, death on the spot, personality changes, etc. “So that’s how it is…” Lumian instantly understood some of the contents in Auror’s witchcraft notes. He originally studied those passages from the perspective of "contract" and couldn't understand them at all. Now, after changing his way of thinking, he roughly understands what they are talking about. Lumian looked down at the Psychic magazine in his hand and praised it in his heart: “It’s more useful than I thought. I thought it was all made up to fool occult enthusiasts. "Well, although there are many common sense errors, it doesn't seem like it was written by someone who has truly entered the extraordinary world and done a lot of research, but the explanations of some concepts are still quite good and very close to the correct answers. Some of them can even give me some inspiration..." Amidst the praise, he began to murmur: "From the fact that Mr. K lives in the underground area of ​​the headquarters building of Psychic Magazine, there could be extraordinary people among the editors and contributors of these occult magazines, right? "They first wrote a correct article, and then deliberately made many of the concepts and common sense in it wrong?" As his thoughts raced, Lumian hissed to himself: “From this perspective, the combination of the articles and the editor’s note in this issue is not about teaching the correct mystical rituals, but about warning those who are recklessly trying to have mystical rituals! "No, it's not necessarily random, it's more likely that it was deliberately guided by someone with malicious intentions... "There have been several incidents involving the Secret Agreement?" At this moment, Lumian looked at the "Psychic" magazine in his hand again, no longer paying attention to the specific words. He even felt that it was full of warnings written in blood: "Stop! No more secret rituals!" The world of occultism is truly full of dangers... Lumian closed his eyes and sighed sincerely. The longer he stayed in the field of mysticism, the more he could understand his sister's helplessness and struggle. He closed the copy of Psychic, which was two ricks cheaper than a normal magazine, and looked out the window of the carriage. After arriving at Sher Street in the Boulevard District, Lumian performed a normal counter-tracking to demonstrate his "hunter" instinct. Then he entered the headquarters of "Psychic" magazine and knocked on the door of Room 103 in a rhythm of three long, two short, and one long. Just like last time, he was taken to the basement and met Mr. K.

Mr. K was still wearing a black robe with a huge hood, and his face was completely covered by shadows. Sitting in the red armchair, he stared at Lumian for a few seconds and spoke in a hoarse voice: "What's the matter this time?" "Mr. K, I have completed the task you gave me and become the leader of the Savoy Party in the market area. I am responsible for managing the Breeze Ballroom and the Golden Rooster Inn." Lumian said with a smile. Mr. K nodded slightly: “Very good, I also like your style of doing things. "Next, what you need to do is to gain Gardner Martin's trust and make him truly recognize you." This time, Mr. K did not mention the words "reward" and "mission" and gave orders directly, as if he had regarded Lumian as his subordinate. Gaining the boss's trust? Lumian was stunned at first, and then he felt a strong sense of doubt and uneasiness: He remembered very clearly that when Mr. K gave him the task, he did not specify that he should join the Savoy Party, but used the word "arbitrary" to describe the gang! But now, the follow-up is truly recognized by the boss of the Sava Party! “If I had not chosen Baron Brinell but another gangster, what kind of mission would Mr. K give me today? "Or was he absolutely certain that I would join the Sava Party? "Why is he so sure?" Thoughts flashed through Lumian's mind, reminding him of some recent events: "I just killed that pervert and got the bottle of drugs, and Baron Brinell asked me to deal with the leader of the Sting Gang, so that item came in handy... “Isn’t this too much of a coincidence? “There are some other similar things… “I sometimes feel like someone is watching me from the shadows around me, but I don’t notice anything… “Could it be that all this was arranged by Mr. K? "If I hadn't voted for the Sava Party, would I have been 'arranged' to join the Sava Party after a few events?" The more Lumian thought about it, the more horrified he became. When he looked at Mr. K again, he no longer had the mentality of treating him as an object of exploitation. Apart from a few others like Ms. Magician, this might be the strongest extraordinary person he has ever met! Let him follow the other person's wishes without realizing it! As his thoughts raced, Lumian lowered his head and said: "Yes, Mr. K." He assumed the posture of a subordinate. At the same time, he thought of "Red Boots" Franka. This member of the secret organization "Curly Baboon Research Society" has both background and strength, but she wants to get involved in a gang and become the boss's mistress. It is obvious that she has other purposes. Is her goal also to get close to Gardner Martin? Is this person involved in something very important, or is he involved in a crucial secret? Lumian tried to make a guess. Mr. K nodded as if satisfied: “I’m glad you recognize your place, don’t worry, I’ll never be stingy with rewards. "Have you not been to any church to pray lately?" He changed the subject. "I'm a wanted criminal!" Lumian remembered the Magician's warning and said angrily, "Besides, those gods won't save us at all!"

Mr. K laughed softly: “It’s not that they don’t know how to do it, but that they can’t. Their power cannot cover all believers and provide help for everyone who encounters disaster. “There are many reasons for this, but there is only one: “Weakness is the original sin. "Are you interested in learning about the Lord I believe in? He represents the reality of this world. He is supreme. His grace is as vast as the sea. He creates everything and destroys everything. He is power itself and ourselves." Seeing that Lumian was silent for a moment, Mr. K did not force him: “You don’t need to answer me right now. Take this time to think about who can save us and who can provide us with shelter in this increasingly dangerous and crazy world. "Once you are sure to believe in Him, you will truly become one of us. It won't be long before your strength is greatly improved." "I'll think about it carefully." Lumian replied in a low voice. Mr. K then asked: "Do you have anything else to do?" Lumian had adjusted his mindset and thought that he would not lose anything by asking: "If I encounter danger while completing the task, can I use your finger? How should I use it?" Mr. K nodded and said: "Just take it out." He implied that it could be used. "If I use it, how will I face the threat from Susanna Mathis?" Lumian asked further. Mr. K was silent for a few seconds: "After you use that finger, come back here to me and I'll give you another one." Your fingers are indeed consumables... Lumian thought for a moment and said: "I sold the Beyonder characteristic of Hammer At to Gardner Martin and got Fel Gold in exchange. I want to buy a seal that can increase my mystical skills, or one that can help me disguise myself better. I wonder if you have any, Mr. K?" Mr. K did not answer immediately, as if he was thinking about the appropriate choice. After a while, he said to Lumian: "Come here next Thursday night and pick yours." Lumian smiled. "Thank you, Mr. K." It feels really good to have the support of an organization, even though I'm only an informal member now. ………… Back in the Honest Market area, Lumian first placed Mr. K's finger in room 207 of the Golden Rooster Hotel, and then went to the Breeze Ballroom, intending to find a clean room there to summon the "Magician" lady's messenger and report the progress of the mission to her to see if she would provide some useful feedback, such as how Mr. K made those things happen in a more coincidental way. PS: Last day and a half to ask for monthly tickets~ PS2: Thanks to book friend 20230526140021488 for rewarding the Silver Alliance. (End of this chapter)