Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

Lumian had always believed that the other self in the dream represented his own dark side, an alienated personality caused by fate and pollution.

But now it seems there is more to it than that!

Is there any problem with the interpretation of his nature? But he and the owl have been in the wizard's tomb, and his sneaky behavior has a corresponding symbol.

Representing the manipulator behind the scenes, the owner of the lizard-like creature represents the village of Kordu, the real mastermind of the great sacrifice: and now, he is hiding in secret, trying to cooperate with Thermipolos to escape from the seal.

But Thermipolos's attitude towards lizard-like creatures was not like that.

Lumian was silent for several seconds.

He didn't hide his guess and told the "magician" in detail. He listened very carefully and thought about it for a while.

I originally thought that as long as you receive psychological treatment in stages and recall forgotten things step by step, the truth about Kordu Village will clearly appear before your eyes. It should be no different from what I learned.

"But after listening to what you said, I suspect that some of the symbols and metaphors presented in your dream hide other secrets, deeper secrets."

"But no matter what, those symbols and metaphors come from the projection of my real experiences in dreams. It's impossible that I can't interpret them after I regain my memory."

Lumian objected.

Ms. "Magician" smiled slightly and said, "That's not necessarily the case."

Seeing Lumian's confusion, she simply explained: "On the one hand, you may not have experienced it in real life, but your spirituality or subconscious has noticed the dangers and abnormalities, and projected them into the dream as symbolic elements.

"On the other hand, you have Thermipolos sealed in your body, and your fate is connected with her. Your subconscious may have discovered some abnormalities from her."

Lumian, probably understood the meaning of "Magician" Female Ten.

After thinking for a while, he said: "After I have received all the stages of psychological treatment, can Ms. Susie directly arouse my subconscious and ask it about the meaning of different symbols?"

This is very dangerous. When the time comes, you will have to decide whether to try it or not based on the comprehensive opinions of two psychiatrists. "The magician lady said thoughtfully," This will have to wait until a long time later, but before that, I can help you find extraordinary people who are good at deciphering symbolic meanings? You cannot make a sufficiently accurate interpretation without going through your subconscious mind. do you need? . "

"good."

Lumian couldn't wait to agree.

Then, he asked slightly worriedly: "Don't care about the helpers of Thermipolos who may be lurking around!"

Ms. Magician said calmly: "Now that we are aware of this possibility, I don't think he will take the risk of staying around you. Of course, I will continue to make certain observations."

She turned to ask: "Are you going to continue the mission that Aurora will give you? Many people should have seen you rushing towards the Shadow Tree just now, which will make Gardner Martin suspicious."

"If you don't want to take risks, tell Mr. K about this. He should be very pleased that you killed a fallen tree spirit and ruined the Blessed Society's plan, and then assign you a new task."

"If you want to continue, I will ask for the memories of those who witnessed it under the human model lake. Anyway, in that environment at that time, it is normal not to see your specific appearance and physical characteristics clearly."

Lumian said without any hesitation, "I want to continue."

Gardner Martin himself is a Sequence 6 or Sequence 5 of the "Hunter" path, and there are a large number of "Hunters" around him. If you continue to contact him and join the organization called the "Iron-Blooded Cross", you will very likely get the "Arson" Home" follow-up potion recipes and main ingredients.

After all these incidents, Lumian had a better understanding of the level of the sequence, the admirability of the strong, and his own level. He also had an urgent desire to improve his own strength. He was different from when he first arrived in Trier. , don’t care about anything.

The state of pursuing hope in a slightly hazy state is completely different. Only if you are strong enough can you fight against misfortune.

Only then can we find the true meaning of the original disaster in the dangerous world of mysticism.

Only then can we tell whether various proposals using "resurrection" as bait contain malicious intent.

Ms. "Magician" nodded gently and agreed to Lumian's request!

Because of the topic just now, Lumian asked slightly curiously: "Has the Shadow Tree been solved?"

"How can it be?"

Ms. "Magician" sneered: "Even if the two major churches ask God to descend, the Shadow Tree cannot be solved. Haha, it doesn't mean there is no way, but the price is too high that no one is willing to pay."

"What price?" Lumian asked.

Ms. "Magician" took two steps to the side of the hillside like a stroll.

After more than a thousand years of nourishment and influence, the Tree of Shadow has long been integrated with Trier, equivalent to its dark side and its shadow. Unless it really destroys this metropolis and kills everyone here, otherwise The true god cannot completely destroy it. "Of course, you can move Trier to other places and remove all the people. Then after five or six years, when the shadow tree that has lost its nourishment becomes weak enough, you can then uproot it." But then, other dangers under Trier will be uncontrollable.”

"There are other dangers."

Lumian frowned: "The underground of Trier is too exaggerated."

He then asked doubtfully: "Why not destroy the J Shadow Tree when it was first planted?"

Ms. Magician laughed, "Aren't you in a hurry to build a city and fight against some dangers underground? Didn't you find that someone secretly planted a tree of shadow?"

She didn't specify what other dangers there were, and didn't seem to think that this was something Lumian should know by now.

Lumian was keenly aware of this and closed his mouth.

The magician lady looked at him and laughed at herself, "Are you unhappy because I sent you directly to Trier and got you involved in a series of dangerous things without providing corresponding help?"

"No."

Lumian didn't understand why Ms. Magician asked this question. In his opinion, accepting the task, completing the commission, and receiving a reward was a fair enough thing. In the process, Ms. Magician would also provide guidance through letters.

Except for the later years after being adopted, Lumian has long been accustomed to not completely relying on others and making full use of various resources at hand to achieve his goals.

The magician lady smiled: "You didn't see the Major Arcana card that summoned her in the 2 of Holy Grails. That's because it happens to be in Trier, otherwise it wouldn't be so easy and effective?"

She paused and said: "If I regard you as an extension of my eyes and an extension of my palms as a real subordinate without self-will, I can allow you to provide you with sufficient help by chanting my name. Most of the time, your safety is guaranteed, but you choose the hunter path. This is a path that requires fighting and strong self-will. Flowers grown in a greenhouse cannot become a qualified hunter. A person always relies on having shelter. However, it is difficult for a hunter who has been fighting in the comfort zone to obtain divinity and become a saint. When the time comes, it will take more time and a greater price to make up for the current lack."

"What kind of person do you want to be?"

Lumian was silent for two seconds and said: "I want to be the person who makes those bastards tremble."

The answer is self-evident.

The magician lady nodded with satisfaction.

"Of course, this does not mean that I will ignore you. I will still reply to your letters, give you advice, and even provide direct help based on your request, but I don't want you to feel that you are protected all the time."

Lumian nodded, indicating that he understood. He remembered Susanna Matisse's quick recitation of certain words to pray for help from a higher person. Combined with the key words mentioned by the magician just now, he seemed to be thinking: "Reciting the honorable name of a certain existence can gain her attention and pray for corresponding help."

"Yes," the magician nodded lightly and said, "But that requires the other party to have enough goodwill. When you reach a certain stage, I will also tell you my name. Well, you hold the honorable name of Mr. Fool, but if Without a ceremony, it is difficult to get an effective response just by chanting, and you may even encounter bad effects. This is because Mr. Fool is fighting against an ancient god, which is related to the outcome of all of us and whether this world is To survive the end.”

Mr. Fool, the abbreviation of that great being is The Fool, and he is indeed a secret organization codenamed after Tarot cards.

When Lumian heard The Fool before, he automatically thought of the Tarot cards that appeared in daily life, rather than the Fool in his honorary name, which was more like a description.

Ms. "Magician" stopped continuing this topic and glanced at the tree trunk in Lumian's hand, "This is a good thing. Attacks that are not divine can't damage it. And after hitting the target, it may trigger some kind of desire in him." , if you harvest another extraordinary characteristic that matches it, you may find a way to ask a saint-level craftsman to put them together and make a magical item. You cannot carry it with you all the time, otherwise your desires will gradually get out of control. This is very dangerous for the Beyonders who take the magic potion.”

Just after she finished speaking, the magician lady turned her head slightly, as if listening to something, and then said to Lumian: "That's it for today."

The next second, Lumian's eyes were filled with dense color blocks mixed together and transparent creatures with indescribable shapes.

For another second, he saw the chaotic street full of cracks.

The magician's lady had disappeared before his eyes.

Lumian was stunned for a moment, and quickly put on the clothes and pants in his hands.

Then, he saw Franka not far away and both of them smiled at the same time.

They haven't had time to communicate how they feel about being in the same secret organization. Then he saw Jenna in a gray-blue dress jumping out of the shadows in the alley.

Lumian and Franka became vigilant like a reflex, and each raised their defenses.

Jian Na covered the wound on her ribs and shouted happily: "Fuck, you guys are really fine."

"It seems true."

Franka mumbled something, walked up to him, and asked with concern: "Why are you injured?"

Jian Na looked around nervously and said in a lowered voice: "I assassinated Hugues Artois and received a gunshot wound."

"Fuck, you succeeded and escaped."

Franka looked shocked. She felt that she couldn't even do this. This was called a real assassin.

Lumi saw a few people coming and going on the street, so he interrupted Jenna's words.

"We'll talk to you when we get to the Golden Rooster Hotel. Then we'll remove the bullet and treat your injuries."

"I still have half a bottle of healing potion."

Franka added happily.

She supported Jian Na and walked back to the Golden Rooster Hotel along the shadows on the roadside.

As they approached their destination, they met Anthony Reed, an information dealer.

Lumian laughed and said in a mocking tone: "I thought you escaped."

"I still have some things I haven't done in the market area."

Answered by Anthony Reed.

The four of them walked a few more steps and saw the beige five-story building.

The Golden Rooster Hotel is tilted a little more than before. There are some cracks on the wall surface, and there are vines and branches that are starting to wither.

Because the remainder and tenants have not yet returned it reveals an indescribable dilapidation and silence.

Some time had passed, and a young man in plain clothes carried an old suitcase and followed the crowd off the steam train and out of the platform.

Went all the way to the chaotic streets.

He saw the beige five-story building and saw that its surface was painted with more than a dozen bright reds.

"Golden Rooster Hotel." He read out the name of the building, touched the bills and coins in his pocket, and felt that it should be affordable.

The Golden Rooster Hotel was much cleaner than he expected, although many places were covered with outdated newspapers and cheap pink paper.

But there are no bedbugs, sticky, disgusting phlegm and all kinds of garbage everywhere.

After spending 15 felgins to rent room 302, the young man carried his suitcase and climbed up the price ladder, thinking happily: "It's cheaper than I thought. Such a clean hotel only costs 15 felgins." One month.”

After putting his suitcase in the cramped room, he decided to use the money he saved to go have a drink!

When you arrive in a happy city, you must look like a happy city.

He came all the way to the underground bar. As soon as he walked in, he felt the hustle and bustle. A guy in a shirt and tie was holding a beer, standing on the small round table waving his short arms, and enthusiastically greeted the people around him. People were preaching, others were drinking, singing, and dancing, but they all refused to be quiet.

There were a few drinkers sitting at the bar, and there was a strange machine.

The young man came closer, looked at the rubber hose and glass tank of the machine, and asked curiously: "What is this?"

A handsome drinker with blond hair and black hair turned sideways and answered with a bright smile: "It's called the fool's meter. It can test a person's intelligence index, or stupidity index."

(End of Part 2)

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