Chapter 384 Clearing Lumian looked at the pocket watch carefully for a while, confirming that there was no mechanical failure. In the previous hour, he himself did not get bumped into anything, so there was no impact on the pocket watch. "From the time I calibrated my pocket watch until now, the only thing that made me feel abnormal was the trance I felt when I left the 'Alone' bar and the faint sound of the bell. Well, there is also one less guard wearing a monocle at the door of the 'Different' dance hall. Is there any connection between these and my pocket watch suddenly slowing down by one minute?" Lumian thought carefully for a while and could only come up with suspected reasons. He planned to write to Ms. Magician and ask about it after he returned to the market area. Normally, he wouldn't bother the Major Arcana with such a small matter, but the abnormality of the pocket watch was likely to have occurred in Old Street, and the Amons in the "Different" dance hall had changed a bit, which were all reasons not to be careless. Lumian put his pocket watch in his pocket, and when the public carriage arrived at a station, he suddenly got off the carriage, turned into the nearby street, and kept an eye on the people and animals passing by. He changed three public carriages to different places in succession, trying to find and shake off possible pursuers. This is the self-cultivation of a "hunter". After completing all the procedures, Lumian entered a department store, put the bag containing the "torture" gloves in the public bathroom cubicle, put on the "lie" ear clips, and returned to his original appearance. He also took off his brown jacket and put on a dark vest in his bag, and returned to the Honest Market area as Charles Dubois.

After writing about his own trance, the faint sound of bells, and the changes in the guards of the "Unique" dance hall in a letter and sending it to Ms. "Magician", Lumian breathed a long sigh of relief. Although he had never encountered a real disaster every time he went to the Old Street, he always felt uncomfortable, with an indescribable fear stirring in his heart. Not long after, the puppet messenger brought a reply from the magician: “Your sense is sharp and correct. "The trance you experienced and the bell sounds you heard were all caused by Mr. Fool's 'Time Angel'. He found the target and cleared out all the Amons in the 'Different' dance hall and the entire Trier. Your pocket watch slowed down by one minute because of the impact of this battle. "For a period of time, you don't have to worry about what Amon will do to you. Of course, you should also know that such a mythical creature cannot be dealt with so easily and completely perished. There are still a large number of Ammons in the countries of the northern and southern continents. There may be a few Ammons hiding in the underground of Trier, where the angel power cannot exert influence remotely." After reading the reply from Ms. Magician, Lumian was stunned for several seconds. So a trance represents a battle on the angelic level? If he hadn't just calibrated his pocket watch, he wouldn't have found any substantial evidence! If it weren't for the fact that Thermiporos, an angelic creature, was sealed in his body, he would definitely be like Leah, unable to hear the bell and even unable to enter a trance! "Is this the power of angels? That is, the battle between the 'Time Angels' and the Amons did not affect the people around them, otherwise the citizens in the old street at that time would not even know how they died... "The pocket watch is one minute slow... During my brief trance, an angel-level battle took place... The 'Angel of Time'... Mr. Fool's 'Angel of Time' can really partially control time... “Once I passed the Divine Gate, all kinds of abilities became so magical. The repeated cycles of the ‘Man in the Ring’, the ‘secret’ power of the ‘Night’ Path, the Starlight Gate of the ‘Magician’ lady, the bell of the ‘Angel of Time’, all of these were things I could never have imagined before…” Lumian was surprised and amazed. For the first time, he was not craving for high-sequence power because he wanted to revive his sister. It is a yearning that comes from instinct. Lumian felt very happy when he thought that he would not have to worry about the Amons suddenly jumping out from a corner and pushing him into new dangers for a while. He sincerely praised Mr. Fool, the Angel of Time and Ms. Magician from his Major Arcana card. He relaxed a lot, burned the reply letter, and went to Apartment 3 at 601 White Coat Street. Franka was waiting for him to bring back information about the "Alone" bar and "Loki". "One good news and one bad news, which one do you want to hear?" Lumian asked with a smile after closing the door. Franca looked him up and down: "I feel pretty good... "The good news is that we found clues related to 'Loki'? "The bad news is that we lack sufficient capabilities to track it down?" "Neither." Lumian took over Franca's armchair.

Franca was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect this guy to be so shameless. Before she could even utter "Hello", Lumian continued: "The good news is that Mr. Fool's Angel of Time has taken action to clean up the Amons in the Different Dance Hall and the entire Trier. If Loki is not absent without reason at the next gathering, it means that he is not being parasitized by a certain Amon. "The bad news is that the copy of the information you purchased was indeed typed out using a mechanical typewriter in the cellar of the 'Alone' bar, but we can't track it down in the Eighth Bureau's territory. Well, I am now quite sure it is the Eighth Bureau's base." Leah works as a bartender there. Franka was sometimes excited and sometimes frowned when she heard this: "Did you see Mr. Fool's 'Time Angel'? But why didn't I sense any obvious movement in Trier... "Indeed, regardless of whether 'Loki' is a member of the Eighth Bureau or not, directly asking who has used that mechanical typewriter recently will cause you and me to be targeted by the Eighth Bureau. And finding an excuse to use that typewriter and try to divine the recent user may point to certain members of the Eighth Bureau, or even a saint. "The Eighth Bureau's base located diagonally opposite the 'Different' dance hall must be manned by a High Sequence Personnel!" Franka shifted her attention to the business and forgot to ask Lumian to leave his exclusive seat. Lumian briefly explained the situation of his pocket watch being one minute slow and the reply from the "Magician" lady, and Franca was amazed and fascinated by what she heard. After talking about the "Time Angel", Lumian thought for a moment and said: "At the party, 'Loki' did not do a good job of hiding his appearance. I suspect he has abilities similar to 'Face of Nether' or 'Lie'." Franka nodded: "If he is really an official member of the Eighth Bureau, then I think he should be a Beyonder of the Fortune Teller Path, at least a Sequence 6 Faceless Man. Your Lie corresponds to this sequence. Well, many Beyonders in the Eighth Bureau are of the Fortune Teller Path." "Above 'Magician' is 'Faceless Man'?" After Lumian got the "Lie", he suspected that it was from the "Fortune Teller" path, but he didn't know the corresponding sequence name. "Yes, this path is strange and difficult to kill starting from Sequence 7 'Magician', who is good at transformation. At Sequence 5, the ability is even more terrifying, and can silently turn a person into a puppet without self. The name is 'Master of Secret Puppet'." Franka, who entered the world of mysticism and joined the "Tarot Club" earlier than Lumian, obviously has more information about the "Path of God". After Lumian discussed the "Fortune Teller" method with Franca for a while, they both became troubled by how to find "Loki" in reality. At this time, brisk footsteps came up the stairs and Janna opened the door of apartment 601. She glanced at Lumian, who was sitting in the armchair, and Franca, who was standing next to him, and asked in confusion: "What are you guys talking about?" "I'm thinking of a difficult problem." Lumian cut to the chase and told Jenna that he and Franca were tracking down an enemy codenamed "Loki" and encountered a lot of trouble. He finally asked, "What ideas do you have?" "You guys have rejected all the methods I could think of." Janna shook her head with amusement. Without waiting for her two companions to speak, she said thoughtfully: "Ciel, you can think of yourself as Loki, as one of those guys who likes to play tricks on others. Think about the things that happened before from their perspective and see if you can find any clues. Don't you also like playing pranks? You should have something in common with them." There is still a big difference between my prank and theirs... Lumian didn't say this out loud. He tried to recall his motivations, thoughts and mental changes when he played the prank, and used this to analyze the behavior and purpose of the "April Fools' Day" team members. After a moment, he frowned: "All pranks are meant to bring joy when the target is embarrassed or hurt. Those people used my sister as the target of the prank, but they couldn't be sure of the final result, so it was difficult for them to get real joy from it... "Similarly, how could they control Franka's movements and see her tragic end by instigating her to explore underground? You know, even if Franka never went to that occult gathering again, she might have encountered an accident because of other things." The three people in the room thought about this question: If the person who performed the prank does not see the ending of the prank, he will lack sufficient sense of accomplishment and will not get the expected happiness. And how do "Loki" and others determine what will happen to Auror or Franka? After a while, Lumian said in a deep voice: "Either the prank is a cover-up and they are doing this for another purpose, or they have a way to monitor the corresponding targets." Franca suddenly felt a chill down her spine and subconsciously looked around the room.

"What method?" Janna asked for her. Lumian shook his head slowly: "I don't know, this might hold a clue." In the conversation that was sometimes silent and sometimes discussed, the three of them still couldn't come up with an answer and could only put the matter aside for the time being. On the way back to Breeze Ballroom, Lumian looked at the afternoon sun and asked tentatively: "Thermiporos, can I find Loki through the prophecy?" Thermiporos's magnificent and layered voice rang out: "If you hadn't done any counter-tracking after you left Old Street, you would have met Loki by now." (End of this chapter)