Chapter 317: Gathering Power You have already discussed this with your godson, and you are here to confirm your attitude with me? Lumian kept smiling: "What you believe in is none of my business, as long as you don't believe in evil gods. Besides, believers of the 'God of Knowledge and Wisdom' are not wanted criminals in Trier." He was saying, "I'm still a wanted criminal, you can believe whatever you want." Baron Brinell was always a smart man, so he stopped talking and started over again: "Thank you so much for helping me find Ludwig. I don't know how to thank you enough." He did not take the initiative to offer a specific thank you gift, wanting to see Lumian's attitude and thoughts. Lumian thought about it for a moment, and then picked up the idea he had just abandoned: Asking Baron Brinell to help read materials and write "briefings" does not mean that he must be placed in the same room with Franca, Janna and Anthony Reid. He can just be given some materials, explain the things that need attention, and let him go home to read and copy them himself. Similarly, before Anthony Reid agrees to participate in the operation to capture the parish priest Guillaume Bennet, he is not allowed to have direct contact with Janna and Franca. A separate "office" will be arranged for him later. Lumian looked at Baron Brinell and asked deliberately: “Are you good at reading and taking notes?” Aurore's witchcraft notes mentioned that the path mastered by the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom was called "Reader", which was also the name of the Sequence 9 potion, while Sequence 8 was "Deduction Student" and Sequence 7 was "Detective". Considering that Baron Brinell rarely displayed special abilities and relied more on his excellent mind, good fighting skills and excellent shooting skills to become the leader of the Savoy Party, as well as his current beliefs, Lumian initially suspected that he was the extraordinary person of the "Reader" path.

And just from the name of the potion, one can conclude that such a person is very good at reading. Baron Brinell took a puff of his pipe and said: “Compared to those illiterate people, my reading and learning abilities are pretty good.” He didn't quite understand the purpose of Charles's question, and could only suspect that he was testing which path of Beyonder he was from. And this is no secret, Gardner Martin has known it for a long time. Lumian smiled sincerely. "I recently obtained a batch of information about creatures in the spirit world, but you also know that you should know, right? Reading similar knowledge for a long time will bring a great burden to the mind. I am only a Beyonder of the Hunter Path, and I will not be able to use this information for a long time. However, I hope to find the corresponding knowledge quickly when I need it, so as not to waste precious time. Therefore, I would like to give you some information, and ask you to help read it and extract the key words." "This is very similar to how a library creates an index." Baron Brinell understood immediately. He smiled and said: "I actually got the upper hand. The knowledge itself is of great value." Library index... As expected of a believer of the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom", he is indeed professional... Lumian was very happy and thought that Baron Brinell was probably equivalent to Anthony Red plus a "rabbit of knowledge". At the same time, he felt it necessary to be wary of Baron Brinell. For example, he could take out ten sheets of information from the believers of the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom", take a look at them in advance, make a record, and then compare them with the index form submitted by Baron Brinell to see if he had deliberately omitted or tampered with them. Of course, this is Lumian's stupid method. He can also ask Franka to confirm it through divination, but there is also the possibility of interference. Lumian put his hands in his pockets, looked at Baron Brinell with the eyes of a laborer, and said with a smile: "I don't care who takes advantage, as long as I achieve my goal." Baron Brinell nodded slightly and said nothing more. He just told Lumian where he would be in the morning and asked him to deliver the information. Golden Rooster Hotel, Room 305. Facing Anthony Reid, Lumian relaxed and repeated what he had just said to Baron Brinell, and concluded: "That knowledge is your reward. In addition, I will teach you a ritual magic that can summon a special spiritual creature to go through the information with you and extract the key points. How about it? Do you want to accept this commission?" Anthony Reid's deep brown eyes reflected Lumian's figure, and he said carefully: "You are very anxious. This matter has extra meaning to you and is very important." Lumian did not intend to hide this, and said:

"I will be dealing with a powerful enemy later on, and I want to have a suitable contracted creature. At that time, I may ask you to participate, mainly as an assistant. You can now consider whether you want to agree and what kind of reward you want. Haha, don't rush to reply, I'll talk to you in two days." "You are laying the groundwork with words so that I can be mentally prepared enough and have corresponding expectations." Anthony Reid saw through Lumian's thoughts. Lumian was a little embarrassed, but he was thick-skinned and smiled without being affected at all: "Don't you see that your life is in danger if you are so frank?" Anthony Reid nodded slightly to confirm some things, and then agreed to help look through the materials and write the "briefing". ………… On the second floor of the Breeze Ballroom, in the room next to Lumian's bedroom. Lumian looked at Anthony Reid and the "Knowledge Rabbit" sitting side by side, flipping through documents and filling out forms, and nodded slightly with satisfaction. After stressing once again that the knowledge about spiritual creatures marked with words such as "powerful" and "dangerous" should not be read in detail, he left and turned into the office at the end of the corridor. Franka sat comfortably in Lumian's armchair and placed her feet in red boots on the edge of the desk. She asked with doubt and curiosity: "What exactly do you want us to do for you? You're so mysterious." Janna sat on the chair opposite and also turned her body to look at the door. Lumian closed the door and briefly explained what happened, saying that he needed to obtain a contracted creature before dealing with the parish priest. "For such a simple matter, can't we just use divination?" Franka muttered as she agreed to Lumian's request, while Janna was full of curiosity about the creatures in the spiritual world. Not long after, Franka raised her head and looked at the three "Knowledge Rabbits" and Janna and Lumian, who were each occupying a position, flipping through papers quickly and writing, and said with a smile: "Why do we feel like this is a small workshop and we are just copying laborers?" Congratulations, your feeling is correct... Lumian replied casually: "Aren't I also looking at information and filling out forms?" Franka thought about it and continued with her "work". In this way, they were busy until after 10 o'clock in the evening, with many breaks in the middle, including meals, naps, short breaks, relieving bad conditions and re-summoning the "Knowledge Rabbit". Lumian would take advantage of his short breaks from time to time to observe the status of Franka, Janna, Anthony Reid and the four "Knowledge Rabbits" to prevent them from being too involved and failing to notice their own abnormalities in time. The first one to reach her limit was Janna. She had just been promoted to "Instigator" and had not yet really adapted to the potion and was unable to restrain the overflowing power, so her condition was not very good. The second is Anthony Reid, who suffers from severe psychological trauma and has a low tolerance for certain abnormalities. Lumian, Franka and the seventh batch of "Rabbit of Knowledge" persevered to the end. Baron Brinell finished his work at around six o'clock in the evening and delivered the information and forms to the cafe. After canceling the summons and sending off the obviously tired "helpers", Lumian returned to the safe house on White Coat Street and stacked all the forms together. He flipped through them casually, confirmed the general situation, and threw the forms on the table with a sense of accomplishment. He did not plan to start screening now and prepare to become the "contractee". He should understand the contract requirements before reading the index, so as to avoid finally finding a spiritual creature that suits him in all aspects, only to find out that it does not meet the contract conditions. Lumian rested for a while, then summoned a "Knowledge Rabbit" and asked it to make two additional copies of all the forms.

After storing the three indexes separately, Lumian was too tired to even wash up. He simply fell onto the bed and fell asleep. ………… At six o'clock in the morning, the energetic Lumian did not rush to the underground to set up the altar and pray for blessings. Instead, he jogged and practiced boxing as usual to relax his mental state. It was almost eight o'clock when he took the corresponding materials and walked towards the door of Room 207 of the Golden Rooster Hotel. After hesitating for a while, Lumian finally picked up the calcium carbide lamp, although he no longer needed to prepare any special lighting tools because he already had the best ones. He hoped that the first thing any enemy he might encounter would notice was that he had no darkvision and was not good at creating light. In underground Trier, in the hollow quarry where several fate-related rituals had been held previously. Lumian simply cleaned up the damp and dark environment, and placed candles soaked in his own blood on the stone that served as an altar. Just as he finished sanctifying the ritual silver dagger and was about to create the "Spiritual Wall", Huo Ran heard light footsteps. The footsteps echoed in the empty tunnel deep underground, and seemed to be not far from the current mine. Someone is passing by? Lumian's heart tightened, and he planned to quickly clean up the scene and hide. He had just approached the "altar" in front and had not yet had time to extinguish the calcium carbide lamp when he heard light footsteps suddenly approaching and appearing at the entrance of this empty cave. Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Lumian turned around instantly, put one hand in his pocket, and looked towards the place where the sound came from. There stood a thin, dark-skinned man holding a calcium carbide lamp. He had slightly curly black hair, dark eyes, and wore a black robe like a fortune teller in a circus. Monet...Lumian recognized who this person was. He is the Archipelago con man who deceived Charlie and was deceived by the con men in the Different Cabaret. Monet also saw Lumian. The corners of his mouth curled up a little bit, and he greeted happily: "What a coincidence." As the swindler spoke, he took out a crystal monocle and put it in his right eye socket. (End of this chapter)