Chapter 236 Advance Seeing that it was getting late, Lumian planned to study Aurore's Witchcraft Notes until midnight, and then go to find Franka tomorrow morning to ask if the "Harvest Festival" had been sold, and ask her to help keep an eye out for auxiliary materials such as fire salamander blood and magma pyroxene powder. Well, Franca is a person who goes to bed late and gets up late. If I go to find her now, she must still be awake. She will probably be sleeping before 11 o'clock tomorrow morning... Lumian changed his mind in a flash, cleaned up the wooden table, got up and left the Golden Rooster Hotel. 3 White Coat Street, in front of Apartment 601. After Lumian knocked a few times, he saw Franca, with her long flaxen hair and a lake blue silk nightgown, open the door. "What's the matter this time?" the "witch" asked with a smile while making way. Lumian did not answer immediately. He looked around and said: "Janna isn't here?" Franka unconsciously put away her smile: "Are you here to see her? She doesn't have to sing tonight and has gone home long ago." Lumian nodded: "That's good. You'll have to ask me to climb over the outer wall and leave again later." "..." The corner of Franca's mouth twitched, "Are you here to laugh at me?"

After the simple prank, Lumian sat down on the gray couch. Just as he was about to speak, Franca, who had curled up in the easy chair, causing the hem of her nightgown to slide up, laughed: “You weren’t in the market area this afternoon and missed the show. "The police cleaned up all the places involved in the mafia. Brinell, Simon, Christo, and Blake were all taken to the police headquarters. They were almost caught by the official Beyonders as examples. Fortunately, Gardner found the newly elected Hugues Artois and asked him to put pressure on the two major churches and the police headquarters. After throwing out a few scapegoats, the matter was settled." Hugues Artois is indeed connected to the Boss... Lumian laughed: "You weren't caught?" "I didn't go to those places today. I spent the whole afternoon fighting evil with Janna and my top dancer. Why did I get caught? So, there's nothing wrong with being a little lazy. My favorite saying is that lazy people have the blessing of laziness." Franca responded with a smile. “I haven’t heard of it.” Lumian asked casually, “Where is this idiom?” "I made it up." Franca replied nonchalantly. Lumian pondered over Franca's description and asked in a way that confirmed his guess: "It was Jana who suggested that we stay in the room and play cards instead of going out in the afternoon?" "How do you know?" Franca was quite surprised. She looked Lumian up and down, her eyes becoming suspicious: Could it be that Janna told him herself, since they had so much communication in private? Lumian did not hide anything and said frankly: "Charlie came to see me today, and Janna happened to be there too. I learned from him that this afternoon the official Beyonders will work with the Police Headquarters to conduct a major cleanup of the gang members in the market area. "I told Jenna to keep it a secret so as not to affect Charlie. It seems that she really kept her promise and just dragged you into the apartment in her own way." "No wonder you were away this afternoon." Franca suddenly realized. She then became a little smug: "Janna still supports me in her heart!" After sighing contentedly, Franka asked cautiously: "Why did Janna go to see you?"

"Black Scorpion Roger was killed, and she thought I, who always had problems with the Stinger Gang, was a suspect." Lumian smiled. Franka said half relieved and half amused: "This matter was unexpectedly taken away by the Aurora Society. "Since I came to Trier, I have read in the newspapers every once in a while that something happened in a certain area and the terrorist organization 'Aurora Society' claimed responsibility for it. I didn't expect that it would finally be our turn to enjoy such treatment. The subsequent investigation was immediately misdirected and no one suspected us anymore." The Aurora Society is indeed responsible for this... Lumian laughed at Franka for a few words before getting the topic back on track: "I took the opportunity to attend an occult gathering this afternoon and got the formula for the 'Arsonist' potion, as well as clues about the corresponding main ingredients." "You're lucky." Franka's eyes widened slightly. "If we weren't in Intis, I would have suspected that you were lying to me. It's only in Intis that the 'Arsonist' potion formula is so common and easy to come across." Lumian made a request: "Please keep an eye out for the fire salamander's blood, magma pyroxene powder, and red-crowned impatiens. They are auxiliary materials." He did not mention the Star of Fortune lily because it is more common and available in larger flower shops. "No problem." Franka asked in detail about the amount of each ingredient, and finally said, "Do you have enough money? I mean, the money to buy the main ingredients of the potion." In her opinion, the "Arsonist" potion formula should have emptied Lumian's savings. Lumian said: "I was just about to ask if the 'Harvest Festival' was sold." "How can it be so fast? It's only been a day! I haven't even had time to attend any occult gatherings." Franca paused and said, "If you need money urgently, I can lend you some. Anyway, I don't need to think about the next potion for a while." “There’s no rush.” Lumian thought for a moment and said. His supporting materials have not yet been collected. Franca estimated: "Based on my experience, the negative effects of the Harvest Festival are difficult to avoid, so I can't sell it for too high a price, between 1 and Felgin. "When you need money, I can give you 6000 Felkin directly, which will be considered as my purchase of the Harvest Festival. In addition, I can lend you to Felkin, but you need to pay me back within three months." “Okay.” Lumian agreed without any hesitation. He immediately took out the "Corrupted Mercury" and said to Franka: "I still need to find someone who can repair extraordinary weapons." Franka looked at the short sword with strange overlapping patterns for a few seconds and asked in confusion: "What's the point of repairing extraordinary weapons? The energy will be exhausted anyway." "It's so useful. The longer I can use it, the better." Lumian certainly couldn't say that he had a way to recharge the energy of "Corrupted Mercury". Of course, that would have to wait until he reached Sequence 6 and was more able to withstand the effects of pollution. Otherwise, that fellow Thermopylae would most likely take the opportunity to cause trouble. "That's right." Franka was impressed by the performance of "Corrupted Mercury" in the battle that killed "Black Scorpion" Roger. "I'll ask for you, but no craftsman would take over this kind of extraordinary weapon that is suspected to be contaminated, for fear of bringing bad effects to themselves." "Craftsman"... a Beyonder who can repair magical items and Beyonder weapons? After Lumian and Franca exchanged a few more words, they left Room 601, returned to Market Avenue, and entered the Breeze Ballroom. Although it was almost midnight, the place was still quite busy. Lumian entered the finance office on the second floor corridor and opened the safe there while asking the accountant and cashier on night duty: “How much cash do you have now?” The accountant was a lady in her thirties, wearing glasses and very gentle.

She said with a little trepidation: "About twenty-eight thousand Felgin, and some change." At this time, Lumian had opened the door of the safe and saw the stacks of banknotes and the coins shining with golden light. He calculated and said calmly: "Give me twelve thousand Felkins." "Ah?" The accountant and the cashier made frightened sounds at the same time. Even though Mr. Charles is the protector of Breeze Ballroom, he can't take away so much cash at once! The accounting lady winked at the younger cashier and asked her to go to the next office to find the ballroom manager René. The operator designated by Gardner Martin was dressed in formal attire. He glanced at the safe and said: "Mr. Charles, why did you withdraw Felkins?" "Personal expenses." Lumian responded calmly. René hesitated for a few seconds and said: "no problem. "In the past two years, Baron Brinell took between and Felkins in cash from the ballroom each year. But when the handover took place, he took away Felkins that were supposed to be for the first half of the year. Now it's not the second half of the year yet, Mr. Charles, how about taking this Felkins as an advance?" “Sure.” Lumian didn’t care what the excuse was, he just wanted the Felgin! After putting the cash into the bag, Lumian breathed a sigh of relief. The 3 Fel Gold needed to purchase the "Arsonist" extraordinary characteristic has almost been collected. I am just waiting for news on the auxiliary materials! ——He now has a total of 26710 Felkins, and the "Harvest Festival" can be used to buy him 6000 more. After leaving the Breeze Ballroom, Lumian, carrying a large amount of cash, suddenly felt a little uneasy. He was not afraid of being robbed, but he was worried about a conflict that might break his purse and shred the banknotes. It has to be put in a safe place, and can't be carried around like this all the time... Lumian walked along Market Avenue, intending to go to the safe house he rented on White Coat Street. Soon he saw the brightly lit office of the Market District Congressman. This is a four-story building with a classical ochre-colored shape. There is a statue on each of the top two floors, namely the "Sun Bird" and the "Giant Gear". The celebratory dinner isn't over yet... Lumian shook his head in disdain. He thought for a moment, then sat in the shadow across the street and observed the guests leaving the banquet hall one by one. Hugues Artois, who has the support of the Savoy Party and the Sting Gang and is praised by "Madame Moon", is definitely not a simple person. Some of the guests he invited may be "problematic people" who are related to the conspiracy of the "Iron Cross". As time passed, more and more guests left the congressman's office. Lumian did not find anyone suspicious. He could only confirm that most of them belonged to the upper class, all of them were well-dressed, and many of their faces had appeared in newspapers of varying sizes. Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure. That was Gardner Martin, a man with a friendly temperament, chubby cheeks, black sideburns with a few silver hairs, and brown eyes with a hint of red! Gardner Martin, the boss of the Savoy Party! Gardner, who was wearing a tuxedo and a dark bow tie, seemed to have noticed something and suddenly turned his head to look at the shadow where Lumian was sitting. Lumian's heart skipped a beat.

His thoughts raced, and he made a decision in an instant. He stood up and walked towards Gardner Martin. Gardner Martin looked at him deeply, without showing any emotion. "Good evening, boss." After approaching, Lumian bowed his head and greeted. Gardner Martin asked casually: "what are you doing here?" Lumian answered honestly: "I came out of the Breeze Ballroom and saw that the dinner at the congressman's office had not yet ended. I planned to see which guests Mr. Hugues Artois had invited, so as not to offend the wrong people in the future." Gardner Martin nodded slightly and said calmly: “It’s a good habit.” He then signaled Lumian that he could leave, and he walked towards the approaching private carriage with his butler Faustino. Lumian's heart moved, and he followed and said: "Boss, I got an advance of Felkins at the dance hall today." (End of this chapter)