Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

Gardner. Martin glanced at Lumian in surprise, and said after a while: "Let's talk about it in the carriage."

Upon hearing this, the butler Faustino took the initiative to sit in the front of the carriage, next to the coachman.

Lumian followed Gardner silently. Martin got into the carriage and sat down opposite.

Wait until the vehicle is moving slowly, Gardner. Martin looked at Lumian and said, "Why do you need to advance such a large amount of cash?"

Lumian answered calmly: "Because I have the opportunity to improve my strength, I want to become an arsonist in Sequence 7."

Gardner. Martin didn't expect this guy to be so honest. After two seconds, he asked with a smile: "www.youxs.org?"

"www.youxs.org, and the previous savings." Lumian answered without blinking.

Gardner. Martin nodded slowly: "Have you met someone selling the main ingredient of the arsonist's potion somewhere else? Do you have the arsonist's potion formula?"

"Yes." Lumian didn't hide anything.

Gardner. Martin laughed: "You actually told me all these things. Shouldn't they be hidden as secrets?"

Lumian said extremely sincerely: "I feel that I am ready to take the arsonist's magic potion, and maybe I will be promoted to Sequence 7 soon.

"When the time comes, if there is any conflict, it will be impossible to hide the changes in my own strength. You, boss, will soon know about it. In that case, why don't I tell you now?"

And, Rene, the ballroom manager, is Gardner. Martin's people, www.youxs.org, he will definitely report it.

Lumi settled for a moment and then said: "This is one of the reasons.

"Another reason is that I have been homeless, lived in the countryside, and been wanted. Now I only believe in one truth, and that is, I will be good to whoever is good to me."

He didn't mean to show his loyalty by saying this, (Su), according to Jenna, was with Gardner. When Martin has only met once, such loyalty seems too exaggerated and not credible enough. His purpose is mainly to show that he wants to be loyal to the other party.

Similarly, (Ming), Gardner. There was no way Martin couldn't figure out the reason for his early confession. The real purpose of what he just said was to show that he is a thoughtful person.

Gardner. Martin raised his head slightly, (little), laughed and said, "Very good." Brignel, (said), and Christo didn't tell anyone their secrets, they just thought I didn't know.

"The fact that you can correctly understand your situation, (the Internet), future development and my attitude shows that you are smarter than them. In many cases, sincerity is the most effective method."

sincere? Lumian said with unusual sincerity: "Boss, I have clues about the main material, but I still don't know where to find the auxiliary material.

"Can you help me keep an eye on the blood of the fire salamander, the powder of magma pyroxene, and the red-crowned impatiens?"

In Lumian's opinion, Gardner is suspected of being a "Hunter" who is on the path to Sequence 6 or even Sequence 5. It should be easier for Martin to find the auxiliary materials for the "Pyromancer" potion than Franka.

Maybe, when he was promoted to "arsonist", he still had auxiliary materials that he hadn't used up?

According to Aurore's witchcraft notes, spiritual auxiliary materials can be preserved for a long time as long as the method is used properly.

Gardner. Martin was a little stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Ciel to make such a direct request.

His original plan was to show some concern, understand the needs, and then offer to help, in order to win people's hearts.

Two seconds later, Gardner. Martin nodded lightly and said, "No problem."

Seeing that he did not ask about the weight of the three auxiliary materials, Lumian became more and more convinced that the leader of the Savoyard Party was a mid-level candidate for the "Hunter" path.

Gardner. Martin looked out the window and said in a test-like tone: "You have been observing outside the congressman's office for a while. Did you find anyone suspicious?"

"No." Lumian shook his head, "They are all people whose photos occasionally appear in newspapers."

Gardner. Martin smiled nonchalantly and said: "Indeed, there are the president and vice-president of our Savoy Chamber of Commerce, and Bono, the owner of Goodville Chemical Plant. In Goodville, there is Clay, the manager of Nova Machinery Company. Man, Etienne with the phlogiston factory in Saint-Gerre… I was invited as a shareholder of the Lister Quay, the owner of the Lister Freight Company and the Savoyard Construction Company, not as the boss of the Savoyard Party.”

Speaking of which, Gardner. Martin sighed softly: "But we can only barely squeeze into the upper class of Trier. In the business world, the real big names are the chairman and owner of banks such as Trier Bank, Suchit Bank, and Asset Credit Bank. Those are the shareholders of giants such as Suhit Textile Group, Tillis Coal and Steel Complex, Anubi Steel Company, Southern Wine Merchants Federation, Falga Arms Group, and Bayram-Pass Import and Export Company. .”

Lumian had seen these terms in newspapers and magazines, and the one that impressed him most was Bairam-Pasi Import and Export Company.

In order to protect its interests in West Balam and the Pass River Valley in the southern continent, it was even allowed to maintain a large private army and a fleet in the form of mercenaries.

Gardner after seeing the vehicle exiting Market Avenue. Martin motioned to the coachman to stop the carriage by the side of the road, and nodded to Lumian: "Before taking the potion, you must confirm your condition. You would rather postpone it for a while than take risks."

After responding, Lumian left the carriage and walked towards White Coat Street.

He wanted to hide all the cash on him in that safe house. After walking for a while, Lumian became a little hesitant: a safe house does not mean absolute safety, especially in places like market areas and botanical gardens where there are many lower-class people, where thieves and thieves are quite rampant.

If they really encounter a burglar, Aurore's witchcraft notes are of little value in their eyes. They can only look through them to see if there are any hidden banknotes, and all the more than 26,000 in cash will definitely be stolen. Take it away.

"Make a few traps in the safe house to guard against thieves?" Lumian's mind was spinning and he suddenly had a better idea.

That is to give 26,000 Firkin as an advance payment to Ms. "Magician".

This way, there is no problem of losing large sums of cash.

And the lady with high status would not deny receiving the advance payment.

Huh... After making up his mind, Lumian went to the safe house on White Coat Street, took out a pen and paper, and wrote a letter: "Dear Ms. Magician: "I have raised 26,000 Firkin, which will be used as advance payment. I'll give you the money, and after I make up the balance of 4,000, you can give me the Arsonist's extraordinary characteristics.

"Looking for a reply."

Lumian did not ask Ms. "Magician" to give "Arsonist" extraordinary characteristics now because he had not yet obtained the corresponding auxiliary materials, and the preservation of extraordinary characteristics was more troublesome and might be lost.

After summoning the puppet messenger and taking away the bag filled with cash and coins and a letter attached, Lumian relaxed a lot, but was a little worried about whether the messenger would be robbed in the spirit world.

Not long after, the puppet messenger in a golden skirt brought a reply from Ms. "Magician": "Twenty-six thousand ferkin have been received.

"magician."

It was just like a receipt... Lumian mumbled and thanked the puppet messenger.

He immediately left White Coat Street and returned to the Golden Rooster Hotel.

As usual, after opening the door with half a piece of iron wire, Lumian walked through the lobby, where only the basement bar reflected some light, and walked up the stairs.

When he reached the second floor, he pursed his lips.

Continuing up, we reached the third floor and came to room 310 where Flemish lived.

The wooden door of the room was not closed and was completely open. The curtains were also not drawn, allowing the crimson moonlight to penetrate the glass and shine in.

This is an unwritten folk custom that is popular among the lower class people in the Trier area: the door of a room where a person has died must be kept open for three days. This seems to be a fear that the ghosts of the deceased are unwilling to leave. Lumian stood at the door, looking at the clutter-free room, as if he saw the madman holding his head and shouting "I'm going to die" again.

After a while, he silently withdrew his gaze and walked towards the stairs.

He heard people in room 302 trying to suppress their voices but failing to control the communication.

That room belonged to Mr. and Mrs. Ruhl and Michel, who were sellers of fake photos and were part-time scavengers.

They obviously did not light kerosene lamps or calcium carbide lamps. There wasn't much light coming out of the crack in the door.

As Lumian approached the stairs, he relied on his strong hearing to instinctively hear the conversation between the old couple: "Old woman, look at these, look at these, they are all valuable! Those gentlemen and ladies just threw them away like this Got it!"

"I think this bag can be sold for 5 Filkins..."

"Five ferkin? At least 15!"

"Old man, it would be great if I could pick up such valuable garbage every day."

"Then you have to elect a council member every day."

"Praise the sun, let the congressman hold a banquet every day. In this case, in just one year, in just one year, we can go back to Ormere and buy 10 acres of land to grow grapevines."

"You, an old woman, are quite thoughtful."

"Think about it? Haven't you thought about it? Even without the banquet, we have saved a lot of money. Another four or five years should be enough."

"Yes, then we won't have to work as hard as we do now, and we won't have to worry about not being able to do the work..."

Lumian stopped listening, smiled silently, went down the stairs, and returned to room 207. Take a quick shower and go to bed.

Sleeping until midnight, while wandering around the lake, he suddenly heard rapid footsteps.

As soon as he turned over and sat up, looking towards the corridor, there was a knock on the door.

Lumian walked over half defensively and half doubtfully, and opened the wooden door.

Outside the door was Mrs. Michel, a short, white-haired woman wearing a yellow sarong.

She said with a look of fear and panic: "Ruel suddenly became ill. Charles, Mr. Charles, please help me carry him to the clinic on White Coat Street, okay?"

"I, I have money to treat him."

Mr. Rule is sick? He was still fine before I went to bed... Lumian was stunned for a while.

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