Chapter 524: Guidance of Destiny? When he looked at Lumian again, Bartner's eyes were different: This guy's imitation of Gehrman Sparrow and his reckless ignorance seemed fake. He was essentially a cunning and sinister person! Anyone who believes in his performance will suffer a great loss! Lumian did not continue talking about the small fortune he made from the fraudster. Together with Butner, he carefully examined the explosion site, not missing any details. Unfortunately, even the official Beyonders who had more reasonable sequence combinations could not find any clues, let alone the two people who could neither tell fortunes nor understand prophecies. Batner touched the exquisite rapier slung across his waist and sighed: "I know there won't be any gain, but I still can't help but come here to waste time. This is not a question of whether there is a bounty or not. Which adventurer doesn't want to become famous overnight?" It is not necessary to hunt down the "Devil Wizard" Bulman to become famous. Assisting the official extraordinary person in finding this wanted criminal whose bounty is close to that of the Pirate General is also something to brag about. "Didn't you just say that the main purpose was to get some clues in exchange for money?" Lumian asked with a smile. "This, this is another purpose, a supplementary purpose." Butner forced an excuse. After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized: I never said that the main purpose of investigating here was to get some clues in exchange for money. I just thought about it in my mind! Can he read my thoughts, or is he just trying to trick me? Butner looked at Lumian with doubt. Lumian smiled:

“Don’t show your thoughts on your face. If you meet an ‘audience’, you won’t have any secrets left.” Butner raised his right hand and touched his face: Is my expression management so bad? He muttered somewhat frustratedly: "The scene is destroyed like this, and there are no traces left on the surrounding streets. Unless we are blessed by the gods and have good luck, it will be impossible to find any clues... Let's go for a drink?" Luck... You don't necessarily need good luck to find clues, bad luck will do too... Lumian's heart moved, and he took out the bandages from his pocket and calmly wrapped them around his eyes. "What are you doing?" Batna Conte looked confused. "Blindfolding and walking around the neighborhood purely on instinct can eliminate all external influences and maximize the luck factor." Lumian chuckled at this point. "Maybe I really am blessed by luck today?" According to Franka, a walking occult disaster detector like his does not need any clues or intelligence, and he could run into the person involved just by walking on the street. In this case, he will follow the "guidance of fate" for once. If successful, you can exchange the "devil wizard" or related clues for a generous reward. If you fail, it can be effectively proved that Franka's words were slander! "Is it possible?" Butner inexplicably felt that there was something wrong with Louis Berry's brain. “You won’t lose anything by giving it a try.” Lumian, his eyes covered with a bandage, began to walk to the other side of the street. After a few steps, he suddenly stopped. He found that blindfolding had little effect on the "hunter". The road he took and the scenes he saw while searching for clues were all clearly visible in his mind, and were neatly arranged according to their specific locations in reality. In other words, there is a high-definition map of the surrounding blocks in his brain, which is so accurate that he can reach which store or building in just a few steps. Considering that the "Hunter" has a strong control over his body and direction even when he can't see, and has the assistance of a keen sense of smell and hearing, Lumian's idea of ​​walking instinctively and following the guidance of fate cannot become a reality. After a little thought, he began to think aimlessly, moving forward in this state: "The 'Devil Wizard' Boorman is able to escape every time, which means he has special abilities or items...

"Can he just 'teleport' away like me, or can he change his appearance and height at will like me, or even disguise himself as someone of another gender? "No matter which one it is, he has conducted so many bloody and cruel experiments in the past few years and has not been caught. This is enough to prove that he cannot be caught by conventional methods and normal thinking... “Can we change our thinking and let him come out on his own initiative? "Well, if we can't find him, we can ask him to come find us... "What he cares about most is resurrecting his wife Helen. If I can fabricate a few resurrection cases or discuss resurrection in some occult gatherings, and provide some verifiable occult knowledge in related fields, this 'devil wizard' is likely to follow the clues I left behind and come here... "There are two problems with this plan. First, the official Beyonders may have made similar attempts. Boorman was cautious and careful enough not to be fooled. Second, it takes weeks or even months to prepare and wait. I don't have that much time to stay in Farin Port... I can only say that I can occasionally reveal some 'secrets' when communicating at mystic gatherings in different places or bragging in bars. If it works, it's fine. If it doesn't, it doesn't matter. This way, it's more real and the purpose is not so clear..." Lumian was concentrating on thinking, relying on Bartner Conte's occasional support and reminders to avoid stumbling or bumping into anything. After he came up with a complete plan that would take a long time, he stopped, took off the white bandage covering his eyes, and said to Bartner with a smile: "Where is this? My intuition tells me that there may be clues to the 'devil wizard' hidden here." "It's a very normal street, very normal houses, and the people living there seem to be rich and powerful," Butner replied helplessly. Lumian finally saw the sunlight again as it was approaching dusk. He first adjusted to the brightness, then his eyes fixed, and waves surged in his heart. He had not been to many streets in Farin Port, and he could count the number of houses he had been in on one hand. This time, he walked instinctively based on the guidance of fate and arrived at a familiar place: Correas Street 16! The building next to it with a gray body and brown roof and many sculptures on the exterior walls belongs to the wealthy businessman Fidel Gra. Lumian just ordered the venom of the colorful bearded horned lizard here last night and accepted the commission to hunt the "Black Lord" Kras Kizz! "Thermiporos, are you behind this?" Lumian's first reaction was to question the angel of fate sealed in his body. Thermipolos did not respond, but Bartner next to him was stunned, not understanding who Louis Berry was talking to. If Thermipolos hadn't intentionally led me here, then it meant that there was something in Fidel Gra's house that was converging with my destiny... Was it an item from the "Hunter" path, or something related to the evil god? Or was the clue to the "devil wizard" Bulman really in Fidel's house? Lumian's thoughts raced, and he quickly came up with a series of guesses. He looked at Fidel's building and assessed the possibility that the "devil wizard" was here: "Boorman has done so many resurrection experiments. It would be difficult for him to complete the preparations purely on his own. He can't just rob all the resources, right? Official Beyonders and pirates all want to capture him. Only those evil wizards can provide him with a little help. "And if he had a big businessman like Fidel who had many channels secretly supporting him, then he wouldn't have to worry about how to obtain the 'experimental materials'... "For Fidel, if his own sequence is not high enough, it is definitely a good thing to have such a 'devil wizard' who can only rely on him to provide secret protection. "The business he does is not very visible, but it is also very valuable. He may be targeted by some big pirate or powerful adventurer at any time. How can he not prepare some means to protect himself? "If he really offends the authorities someday, the 'Devil Wizard' can protect him and allow him to escape, change his identity and start a new life in another city or country. Well, according to Aurore, such people should have fake identities in many places and reserve some assets... "Last night, not long after I met Fidel, the 'Devil Wizard' experiment failed unexpectedly..." Lumian withdrew his gaze. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the businessman Fidel Gra had a motive to shelter the "devil wizard" Burman. Of course, if Thermopylae deliberately led him here, then the problem would be more complicated and serious. "What are you looking at?" Bartner followed Lumian's gaze and looked towards No. 16 Correas Street. "I met the big businessman Fidel Gra here last night and accepted a commission from him." Lumian answered frankly. "What commission?" Butner was a little curious. Lumian smiled and replied: "The captain of the 'Ginnipos', 'Black Lord' Kras Kizz." "The rumor that 'Black Lord' Kras robbed a batch of Fidel's goods is true? Fidel found a lot of adventurers to deal with 'Black Lord'..." Bartner suddenly realized it, then lowered his voice and said, "Don't tell others about this kind of thing." "Why?" Lumian asked with amusement. Butner touched his neatly trimmed beard and whispered: "These rewards and commissions don't need to be completed next, nor do they have to be completed successfully... "Well, if many pirates hear that an adventurer wants to hunt them, and the two sides are not far away, they will retaliate directly and kill the other party. This is both a punishment and a deterrent.

"'Black Lord' is a famous pirate. If he heard that a new adventurer like you not only dared to take the task of hunting him, but also spread the news everywhere, do you think he would be angry? Would he find a way to find you and use your death to warn other adventurers and Fidel?" The "Black Lord" is indeed in Farin Port... Lumian nodded thoughtfully: “That’s a good idea.” Good idea? Butner was at a loss for a moment. In a bar at night. Lumian, Butner and others drank for nearly two hours and were all very happy and excited. Suddenly, Lumian picked up his wine glass, walked down from the stool, and said to the adventurers and ordinary people around him: "Everyone, remember my name, Louis Berry! "I'm about to become famous. I received a commission from the big businessman Fidel. The goal is to hunt down the 'Black Lord' Kras Kizz! “When I succeed, the name Louis Berry will spread all over the world! "Then you will be proud of having had a drink with me!" Ah... Butner was stunned on the barstool after hearing this. He seemed to see again the Louis Berry who jumped onto the wooden platform and fired last night. (End of this chapter)