Chapter 349 Follow-up visit (asking for monthly ticket at the beginning of the month) "How do you know I'm here?" Ms. Justice's voice sounded with a smile. Lumian looked at the seat opposite him, not sure if anyone was sitting there, and replied with a smile: "You won't lose anything by saying hello." Susie took over the topic: "Congratulations on completing the first step of your revenge. How about we talk about this matter briefly?" “No problem.” Lumian showed no obvious emotion at the word “revenge”. Of course, this is also the reason why he did not carry the "torture" gloves with him. After all, this was a follow-up visit based mainly on psychological assessment, and no external influences could be added to avoid misleading the doctor's judgment. He started by looking for helpers and making plans, and talked about what he had experienced in the past two days. Except for concealing the secret of the "Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society", he mentioned everything else in general. After a brief silence, Susie's gentle voice sounded again: "Your mental state is good. Although you still have overreactions in certain situations, this is normal. Psychotherapy is not about making a person lose emotions or feelings, but about helping you let go of your burdens, learn to reconcile, find your inner strength, and no longer be overwhelmed by nightmares. Otherwise, according to some unreliable psychiatrists, simply removing your frontal lobe can make you calm forever." “Lobotomy?” It was the first time Lumian had heard of this treatment method. Susie's tone was filled with disgust:

"This is a concept that has only emerged in the last two or three years. It is impossible to achieve the intended purpose and will only cause serious harm to patients. I can sense obvious malice in this treatment plan, as if some inhumane people deliberately spread it to make fun of doctors and patients." A prank that didn't care about other people's lives? Lumian said: "Ms. Susie, you haven't even asked me how I feel or analyzed my thoughts, but you think I'm preliminarily recovered and don't need a follow-up visit?" Susie's mood improved quickly, and she said with a smile: "Sometimes, a person's behavior reflects his mental state better than his thoughts. What you need to know is that humans are very good at deceiving themselves. They always find a lot of reasons for some of their behaviors, which are far less real than their behaviors. In order to evaluate the accurate mental state from these complex and contradictory thoughts, you must do an in-depth analysis, which can easily trigger problems. Therefore, I choose to start with your behavior. "Obviously, whether you want to admit it or not, you have rebuilt your social relationships, have a certain level of trust in others, and are willing to let others trust you. "Before the capture of Guillaume Bene, you were able to think calmly and prepare carefully. Although you were impulsive and showed some pathological and twisted behavior during the action, this was inevitable. If you hadn't done that, you would have considered whether you had more serious psychological problems. When the incident was over, you quickly returned to a relatively normal state, returned to your life, and continued further investigations. "Based on the above behaviors, congratulations, you no longer have a strong tendency to self-destruct and have truly walked out of the abyss of pain. "Of course, the pain will not disappear, it will only ease and fade. At some point in the future, it may suddenly be triggered and occupy your mind again, but there is no need to panic. With the experience you have had during this period, I believe you can cope with it well. From a psychological perspective, this is a sign of recovery. "Similarly, the past will inevitably leave traces on us. Your self-destructive tendencies, extreme levels of bias, and pathological behaviors are definitely stronger than most people, but they are all within a reasonable and normal range." After listening to this, Lumian exhaled slowly and said: "In fact, I can feel that I am in a completely different state than when I first arrived in Trier. "Thank you, Ms. Susie, and thank you, Ms. Justice." He could clearly see that, thanks to the treatment of the two psychologists and his experiences in the market area, he had slowly come out of the initial crazy state where he didn't care about anything, didn't care about anything, and didn't care even if he died. He had changed from a vengeful demon to a more extreme person who wanted revenge and had enough motivation. "This is actually a self-redemption." Susie's tone was obviously happier than before. "The people you need to thank the most are yourself and your sister Aurora. If you didn't still hold on to a little hope and some will to survive, if Miss Aurora hadn't given you nearly six years of wonderful time, allowing you to reminisce and shape your thoughts, we would never be able to pull you back." Hearing this, Lumian suddenly recalled a series of images in his mind: Aurore used deep breathing to relieve her temper when teaching knowledge; the violent storm in the fighting class, the sudden "attack" at ordinary times; the two sat in the study, each reading different books, enjoying the quiet, enjoying the night; as the number one experimental subject, she was forced to eat the hometown food restoration of her sister, whether successful or unsuccessful... Lumian's expression gradually softened as he remembered a sentence his sister had written in a novel: The happiness and pain of the past equals who I am now. After more than ten seconds, he sat up straight and asked: "Did my nightmare last night all come from that game of King Cake?" This time, the person who responded was Ms. Justice. She said in a soft voice:

"Yes, judging from the current situation, you must have been mentally polluted to a certain extent." "Mental pollution? Does that really involve supernatural powers?" Lumian asked curiously. Ms. Justice replied: "Normally, the simple ritual of offering the King's Cake would not have been successful. Otherwise, this game would not have been popular in Intis for hundreds of years until the establishment of the Republic, when it was gradually forgotten by people and only a few families remembered it." "Yes, I thought so at the time. Puif didn't use the language of mysticism, nor did he recite the complete name, so the sacrifice could not be successful." Lumian agreed. Ms. Justice continued: "But there is one exception: the sacrificer and the object of sacrifice are related by blood and have many similarities. "If you frequently participate in Puyfer's King Cake game and suffer the mental pollution brought by the ritual again and again, it will not be solved by having a few nightmares. They will gradually distort your mind and drive you crazy before completely subsiding." “Do the contents of those nightmares have any symbolic meaning?” Lumian said with a “hmm”. Ms. Justice said at a moderate pace: "It's probably some combination of crazy things that happened that got projected into your dreams with the help of contamination." "There really is such an ancient castle, and there really are such crazy people..." Lumian nodded thoughtfully. After chatting with the two psychologists, Zhengyi and Susie, for a while, he felt that today's follow-up consultation was coming to an end. At this time, Ms. Justice took the initiative to say: "Didn't I mention before that I might need your help with something?" "No problem." Lumian agreed readily. Just consider it as the cost of psychotherapy! Moreover, he believed that Ms. Justice must have considered her own abilities before entrusting the task, and that it would not be too dangerous. Ms. Justice smiled and said: "If you succeed, I will give you an extra reward that will just meet your needs in some way." “Change your appearance?” Lumian was delighted. "Almost." Ms. Justice's soft voice became more serious. "I want you to go to an ancient tomb on the fourth floor of the Trier Catacombs and bring me a bottle of 'Samaritan Woman's Fountain'." The Samaritan Woman's Fountain? Lumian was extremely shocked. Ms. "Hella" had just mentioned that she had come to Trier to look for something deep in the catacombs, and she had also asked about the legend of the "Samaritan Woman's Fountain"! Could this be too much of a coincidence? As if she had sensed what he was thinking, Ms. Justice smiled and said: "Don't you think it's too coincidental? "Yes, I just hope that you can use the exploration of Ms. Hela to help me get some water from the Samaritan Woman's Spring. If you rely on yourself alone, your hope is slim. "In fact, I can use a more covert way to 'arrange' you to go, but that goes against my ideas and principles. For this kind of thing, I still need to communicate with you face to face and obtain your consent, rather than making secret arrangements to passively involve you and achieve my goal. “For me, being obsessed with manipulating other people’s minds is a dangerous thing. "Of course, honesty is also an effective way to influence other people's hearts." Lumian's vigilance and suspicion were dispelled, and he asked doubtfully: "Ms. Justice, since you know the approximate location of the Samaritan Woman's Fountain, why don't you go get it yourself? Why do you have to look for me, a Sequence 7 Beyonder?" The Major Arcana card of the "Tarot Club" must be a demigod, countless times more powerful than himself! Ms. Justice smiled:

"To put it simply, in some places, the higher the sequence, the more dangerous it is." There are places where the higher the sequence, the more dangerous it is? Lumian felt that this was beyond his understanding. Ms. Justice added: “The higher the sequence, the closer to the beginning, the more madness accumulates, and naturally the easier it is to be affected by certain pollution. "'Hela' also has an advantage in this matter. At least it can save her time and allow her to lock on a range to search." Lumian thought for a moment, then accepted the commission from Lady Justice, and learned from her the approximate scope of the "Samaritan Woman's Fountain": In an ancient tomb on the westernmost side of the fourth level of the catacombs. ………… After the follow-up visit, Lumian returned to White Coat Street in the market area and planned to take the "torture" gloves from the metal cabinet. As soon as he entered the safe house, he suddenly had a strange intuition: Someone has come in! Someone had been in his safe house! Lumian's heart tightened, and he strode forward and opened the metal cabinet. After seeing that Aurore's witchcraft notebook and the "torture" gloves were still there, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Then, he carefully identified it and found that there was indeed one item missing: Missing that piece of earth blood ore! PS: Today's two updates are all sent, please guarantee the minimum monthly ticket~ (End of this chapter)