Chapter 528 Repair Cost Lumian didn't know whether he should attribute the fact that the banknotes, coins and gold in the safe were taken away by the "devil wizard" Bulman to the bad luck brought by the "Song of Hate". After all, he had not yet arrived at No. 16 Correas Street and had not used the blackened bone flute obtained from General Philip. Its ability should not be strong enough to trace back the past. However, Fidel was worthy of the title of a big businessman. He had many wallets stuffed in different clothes. Lumian just did a simple search and found a full 3 Felgin. This initially healed his "mental trauma". Hearing a carriage coming outside, and suspected to be police patrol officers coming to the block to check what the explosion a few minutes ago was, Lumian left Fidel's bedroom and went to the room next door. The place was clean and tidy, but there was a faint, unpleasant smell in the air, which was the lingering smell of a rotting corpse. When Lumian walked into the room, it was like entering a tomb. He was surrounded by dead fellows and the traces they left behind. He felt a little uncomfortable all over. "This should be where the 'devil wizard' Bulman lives. He can provide protection for Fidel in the shortest time. Haha, it was him who killed Fidel in the end... This story tells us that the most important condition for selecting a bodyguard is a stable mental state..." Lumian complained in his heart while examining every corner of the room. At this time, the night patrol police officer had pushed open the door of the house and saw splattered blood and scattered pieces of flesh. One of them quickly pulled out his pistol and the other blew a whistle, sending a sharp and piercing sound straight into the sky.

Lumian's gaze lingered on some blackened marks in the room, which looked like old blood and had a somewhat evil feel. "Did Bulman once kill a special creature in this room in order to complete a resurrection experiment?" Lumian whispered to himself. He didn't guess that this was the blood of the "Devil Wizard" Bulman himself, because he felt that if the other party had enough free time, he would not leave such an important thing behind. If this was obtained by an extraordinary person who was good at cursing, he would be in great danger unless he had a way to cut off the connection in advance. In comparison, it is more likely to find Boorman's blood and flesh in the master bedroom of Room 5 in the first-class cabin of the "Flying Bird" - the "devil wizard" was not only hit by the explosion, but also burned by flames for a while, and his injuries were not light. Of course, the blanket explosion and subsequent intense burning there might have rendered the cursed materials inactive. Lumian half-knelt down, took out a small glass bottle from the "traveler's bag", and put the part of the blackened mark on the wall into it. After doing this, before more police officers and official Beyonders arrived, Lumian dealt with his hair and dandruff, activated the black mark on his right shoulder, and disappeared at No. 16 Correas Street. After returning to the Flying Bird, he immediately checked the previous battlefield. It had become a ruin, with charred and broken furniture and twisted metal walls with a few cracks everywhere. Gases from burning carpets and other things are slowly diluting through the open windows. ——After Boorman stepped on the trap at the exit, the "Bottle of Fiction" was released. Lumian focused his inspection on the windowsill area and saw only charred patches. Huh... He exhaled, left first-class room No. 5, and went down to the deck. Philip, the security chief, was admiring the night view from the side of the ship close to the port. "Where is your lover?" Lumian walked up to Philip and put his hands on the side of the boat. Philip sighed and said: "Her destination is Farin Port. It is said that she is going to help out on her relative's plantation." "It's something to celebrate, because it means you can have a new lover." Lumian said in the tone of a Dante believer. "Please allow me to be depressed for two more days." Philip did not deny Lumian's statement, but only emphasized that he was still emotionally invested.

Of course, just a little bit. "You just came back from the port? Why didn't I see you get on the ship?" Philip asked according to his professional instinct. "I've been in the room the whole time, but there was a small accident at the party just now. The master bedroom was on fire and a lot of things were burned. You should ask someone to do some emergency repairs tomorrow." Lumian came to Philip for this matter. Although it was not impossible to sleep at the fire scene, since there was a way to improve the situation, why not do it? "The party...lit up..." Philip turned his head and looked at Lumian in confusion, "What on earth did you do in the room? I didn't hear any noise..." Lumian smiled and said: "We have an enthusiastic guest who is acting a little too aggressively." "Really?" Philip asked subconsciously. “It’s fake.” Lumian answered straightforwardly. He smiled and asked, “Do you want to hear the real reason?” Philip was silent for a moment, and after a few seconds he said: “Such damage requires compensation, and we will quote you the cost of the repairs. "Fortunately, we are still in Farin Port, and we can replenish various items immediately. Otherwise, it would be quite troublesome." Lumian took out a stack of banknotes and handed it to Philip: "This is the repair fee. I hope it can be done by tomorrow. If it's more, consider it a tip. If it's less, I'll ask you for it later." Philip took the stack of banknotes, weighed it, frowned and said: "What have you done to the bedroom?" Why would they charge so much for repairs? Is this hush money? Lumian smiled, turned around and walked back to Room 5 in the first class cabin. After watching his back disappear at the cabin entrance, Philip simply counted the amount of money in the stack under the crimson moonlight and the gas street lights of the port. "2000 Felkins? Did he blow up the room?" Philip was surprised and suspicious. But I didn't hear any movement... That night, Lumian slept in the armchair in the living room. He originally wanted to directly summon Janna's Xia Zuotu, write a letter to Franka, tell her about the "devil wizard", and let her use the "magic mirror divination" method to confirm what creature the old bloodstains in Bulman's room came from, but he remembered that at this time, Franka had not slept yet, but Janna had already slept. Lumian waited patiently until dawn, then set up the ritual and used "a rabbit-shaped spirit wandering in the void, a runner chasing knowledge, and a messenger belonging to the Holy Grail Seven" to summon the transparent creature that looked like a rabbit, had strong legs, and was holding a book. The difference from last time was that today Xia Zuotu wore a pair of blurry, disembodied gold-rimmed glasses. Lumian handed the letter and the glass bottle of bloody powder to the other party and asked curiously: "Why are you wearing glasses all of a sudden? Is this the bad side of knowledge?" Xia Zuotu's eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses flashed a sharp light: "No, I learned this from the novel given by the Seven of Grails." "What novel did she give you?" Lumian had a vague premonition. "Last time I delivered a letter to her for you, she didn't have any other books with her, so she had to lend me one of her newly bought collections." Xia Zuotu pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, "The novel is called "The Great Adventurer 1: The Beginning of His Talents"." As expected...So, you learned to wear glasses? Lumian didn't know how to comment on this matter.

After Xia Zuotu left, half an hour later, Ludwig and Lugano got up one after another. The former glanced at Lumian's bedroom and lowered his head to eat his pre-breakfast snacks, while the latter looked confused and puzzled: "There was a fire last night?" I do not know how? Lumian smiled and said: "It happened when you were fully engaged with a certain lady, and I quickly resolved it." “Really…” Lugano suppressed his expression of disbelief. Lumian did not enjoy the hearty breakfast on the boat, and chose to go to Farin Port to taste the specialties of the Misty Sea Islands. Not long after he got off the ship, Philip, the security chief, arrived along with the dining car. Philip stood at the door of the messy and charred bedroom, his eyes fixed and blank: This is called a small accident? Even if we were hit directly by artillery, it wouldn't be worse than this, right? Does this mean the entire ship will be dismantled? Uh, such destructive power did not affect the outside of the room. Even the damage to the wall was within the repairable range... I didn't hear any movement... What on earth was Louis Berry doing in his room last night? No wonder he wanted to give 2000 Felkins! At this moment, Philip's blood rushed up and into his brain. ………… In Farin Harbor, inside the Sun Plaza open-air market. Lumian was holding a tortilla wrapped with various fruit pieces and drinking a strange coffee with salt, while he leisurely strolled in front of different stalls. Occasionally he would have a grilled sausage and enjoy the sizzling taste. Nearing the end of the open-air market, Lumian saw Batna Conte. The elegantly dressed adventurer's eyes lit up, and he walked towards Lumian and whispered: "Something happened to your employer!" "What happened?" Lumian did not hide his curiosity. He wanted to know how the official Beyonders promoted this matter. "That 'devil wizard' did it. He killed the big businessman Fidel's family and all the servants!" Butner was glad that he didn't find any clues the day before yesterday, otherwise he might have been one of the dead. The traces at the scene can indeed point to the "devil wizard"... The authorities did not hide it... Lumian smiled and said to Butner: "In other words, everyone in the building at 16 Correas Street was killed by the 'devil wizard'?" "Yes." Butner nodded heavily. Lumian glanced at him and said jokingly: "Do you still remember that I blindfolded myself the day before yesterday, hoping to rely on fate to find the clues left by the 'devil wizard'? "Remember where we ended up?" Bartner was stunned for a moment, then muttered to himself: "16 Correas Street..." Having said this, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Lumian with shock and fear. (End of this chapter)