Chapter 337 Clues In the abandoned tunnel, Lumian opened his eyes. He had just fallen asleep uncontrollably, but he had regained some of his spirituality. At least his head no longer ached, and the burning sensation in his blood vessels, internal organs and skin had completely subsided. What Lumian saw was pure darkness without a trace of light. He fumbled to light the lantern he had extinguished, and saw Janna, dressed as a female mercenary, sitting diagonally opposite him, leaning against the rock wall of the tunnel, looking down at the dark green canvas backpack and five ritual furs placed in front of her. Sensing the corresponding movement, Janna raised her head and cast her gaze towards Lumian. She examined it for a few seconds and said in a teasing tone: "Finally it's not so annoying anymore." The negative effects of the "Respectable" brooch have ended? Lumian instinctively breathed a sigh of relief. Jenna smiled, and stood up with the dark green canvas backpack in front of her, and said to Lumian: "I wanted to beat you up and draw some shit on your face while you were asleep several times, but I finally controlled myself." "Thank you." Lumian thanked him, not too sincerely. After Jenna put on the backpack, she bent down and picked up five ritual furs, smiling leisurely:

"You're welcome." After saying this, she walked towards the exit of the abandoned tunnel, leaving behind a sentence with an obvious smile: "Who asked me to treat you as a friend?" Laughing at me again... Lumian muttered, picked up the lantern and followed. ………… 3 White Coat Street, Apartment 601. Franca, who had changed into her daily outfit of a woman's shirt and light-colored breeches, finally waited for Lumian and Janna to come back. She looked at Lumian's charred upper body for a few seconds and said with a smile: “Janna didn’t take the opportunity to stab you a few times? "The negative effects of 'respectability' aren't as strong as I thought." Without waiting for Lumian's response, Janna said frankly: "For the first two quarters of an hour, I really couldn't help myself. I had to hide outside the tunnel where he rested, and check every few minutes to see if there was any danger coming out from underground, the cave ceiling, or behind the rock wall. But even so, I still wanted to blow up the tunnel and bury him alive inside." That’s not what you just said…Lumian couldn’t help but glance at Jenna. For a moment he could not tell whether what the "instigator" said in the abandoned tunnel was true or what he said now was true. Franca laughed and gave Janna a thumbs up: “I’m sorry to trouble you. "You actually thought that the attack could come from underground, on the top of the cave, and behind the rock wall, and you didn't let your guard down just because it was a semi-enclosed, abandoned tunnel with no one around." Janna's eyebrows relaxed, and she smiled proudly: "Don't you often tell me horror stories? In many of them, there's a scene where a hand suddenly emerges from the mud and grabs someone's ankle, or a bloody head hangs down from the ceiling, or a person grows out of the wall and hugs the protagonist." One of the entertainment activities every night is to tell Janna horror stories? Lumian glanced at Franca and felt that her purpose was not so simple. "See, listening to more stories is very useful!" Franca looked happy. She turned to look at Lumian:

"Do I need to see a doctor?" The burn looks pretty severe. “No, for the Arsonist, this is just a minor injury.” Lumian didn’t mention that he would be back to good health by six o’clock tomorrow morning. “If it doesn’t work, I can go find the Rat.” The "Farmer" he raised has not yet become a Sequence 8 "Physician" and is currently useless. Seeing that Lumian showed no signs of pain, Franca stopped worrying and picked up the dark green canvas backpack that Janna had left on the sofa, and was about to put it on the coffee table to carefully count her gains. Lumian pushed the cups, plates, newspapers and magazines on the coffee table to one side, leaving enough space. He glanced at it and found that the name of the magazine was "Women" This is a very popular weekly magazine among middle-class women in Intis. It tells the latest fashion, life tastes, and beauty techniques in Trier. The "Ladies' Aesthetics" magazine in the Kingdom of Loen is its imitation. Lumian smiled and raised his head, looking at Franca, as if to say: "Hey, you still read this kind of magazine?" Franka curled her lips and puffed out her chest in response: "Let me see what happened to the Women's magazine?" After a brief silent exchange, Franka opened the backpack and took out the banknotes, coins and gold bars inside. "About 6 Felgin." After a moment, she came to the conclusion. In just over two months, the parish priest had used up Aurore's savings of 4 Felgin, and this was without buying any Beyonder traits or obtaining any magical items... Lumian was getting angrier and angrier as he thought about it. The reason why the parish priest didn't have any magical items was probably not because he didn't want to buy them, but because he couldn't get a suitable one in a short period of time. On the one hand, he was a believer in the evil god and had to be cautious enough. He must have attended very few occult gatherings and encountered very few things. On the other hand, he had contracted too many creatures and had many negative conditions. Many magical items were not only not helpful to him, but instead greatly weakened him and were dangerous to some extent. Some could even cause him to die suddenly. Franca thought for a moment and said to Lumian and Janna: "All the gold belongs to Charles. I'll take half of the rest. Janna, you and Anthony will share the rest. How to divide it specifically? Wait until Anthony comes back and see what he has gained. How do you think?" In this way, Lumian can get about 3 Fel Gold, and Franka can get . "I'm fine." Janna said a little worriedly, "Anthony hasn't come back yet. Fuck, has something happened to him?" "If it were someone else, I would also think that he might have met with an accident, but Anthony is a 'psychologist'. He is best at understanding people's hearts and is unlikely to fall into a trap. Moreover, he is an experienced information dealer and his tracking skills are no worse than mine and Charles'." After saying a lot, Franka smiled, "Most importantly, while I was waiting for you, I used the 'magic mirror divination' to confirm that he is not in danger at the moment. Haha, it's actually a good thing that he hasn't come back for so long. It means that he has not lost his target and may have gained something." “Can’t you just say you confirmed it through divination? Why are you talking nonsense?” Lumian replied with a smile. Franka laughed and said: "You don't understand. This is called not relying on divination." She then pointed to the five ritual furs: "These are the materials for the 'Beast Creation Technique'? Can we use them?" “At the moment, I’m the only one who can use it.” Lumian shook his head, “And I haven’t mastered the spell that Guillaume Bene prepared yet.” Franka looked away with a bit of disappointment and sat back in her armchair. After a few seconds, she smiled and said: "By the way, I have already informed the authorities through my own channels that there is a wanted criminal hiding at 50 Vincent Street. Once they confirm Guillaume Bene's death, we should be able to get a reward of around . Hmm, should we distribute it according to the plan just now?" This task cannot be left to Janna, as it would make the Purifiers suspect that Lumian Lee is among the people she is in contact with. The most suitable candidate is actually the intelligence dealer Anthony Reid, but he has not returned yet. Franca is worried that if she delays any further, the police will discover the problem at 50 Vincent Street first, and then she will not get the reward.

After Lumian and Janna both said there was no problem, the three of them waited for Anthony Reid. After a few minutes, Lumian, who had already sat down, leaned forward slightly, looked at Franka and Janna, and said in a deep voice: "There is something I would like you to help me analyze." Regarding the issue concerning Auror, he felt that he was easily irrational and his judgment was affected by his emotions, so he wanted to hear what Franca and Janna would say. One of them is in a companion relationship with Aurore, but the depth of their relationship is obviously not as deep as that between Lumian and Aurore, and the other is a completely unrelated person, so she just gives opinions from different perspectives. "Okay." Franca and Janna responded at the same time. They each adjusted their posture to appear professional. Lumian talked about the events of Cordu Village for the first time. Although it was not very detailed and he omitted the dream-related and fatalistic angels, he still described the general process of the disaster, including Aurore's abnormal behavior and the statements of Louis Londe, Madame Puaris, Guillaume Bennet and others. There are parts of this that Franca knows that Janna doesn't know yet. After hearing this old pigeon cage actor apprentice and underground singer at the Breeze Ballroom, she almost doubts whether this is still the world she knows. She originally thought that the "art of creating animals" was scary and evil enough, but who knew there would be things like "men giving birth to children" and "babies climbing on walls like birds". It's crazy, it's really crazy! Franca was more concerned about the changes in Lumian's sister Auror. She had always wanted to know how a "Muggle" could die in Cordu Village, but she was afraid of upsetting Lumian, so she didn't dare ask in detail. When she discovered that the source of the problem was Aurore, she couldn't believe it. This was completely inconsistent with her impression of "Muggles". When Lumian told Franca that Aurore had said "I am not Aurore Lee" in front of Guillaume Bennet, Franca was stunned at first, and then her expression became extremely serious. Soon, Lumian talked about the final sacrifice, and how Aurore suddenly woke up and pushed him out of the altar, allowing him to survive. At this moment, Franka stood up suddenly. Under the puzzled gazes of Lumian and Jenna, she rushed into her bedroom and took out a stack of papers. Lumian had copied down Auror's witchcraft notes, thinking there might be something wrong with them, and hoped that Franka could help take a look. Franka put the papers on the coffee table, took out one of them, and said with a frightened and solemn expression: "I kind of know what went wrong." Lumian looked at it in astonishment, and saw that the page of notes contained the "wizard" spell "Soulcalling". It is an auxiliary spell that can help the target whose soul and body are separated or whose astral body is lost in the spiritual world to find his soul back. Lumian had studied its spell structure before and found no problems. It did not involve evil gods at all. At this moment, after hearing Franca's words, he once again scanned the spell, his eyes fixed on the last date and origin: "Purchased from an April Fools' Day party on April 1357, 4." (End of this chapter)