The café

Seeing the "slogan" on the wall, Lumian couldn't help but smile.

This reminded him of something Aurora once said:

"In Trier, Café has a very special status. It is the starting point of the riots, the holy place of Conspiracy, and the Source of the scandal."

In the history of Intis, I don't know how many riots started from the exchanges within Café, and I don't know how many literary works and political strife fermented in Café.

Unlike Kingdom of Loen next door, although Intis also has some closed clubs, they are relatively professional or high-end, and very few people can participate, whether it is the former Nobles, the current Member of Parliament, or senior government officials, financiers, Banker, industrialists, famous writers, newspaper editors, military generals, university professors and other high-ranking social officials all like to hang out in different Cafés, enjoy the fun of chatting, and show their people-friendly side. After all, Republic's political slogan and image established internally and externally is "freedom, equality, fraternity".

Of course, people at different levels like to go to completely different Café, which are often divided by location, price and style. Therefore, Lumian listens to Charlie and Laurent says When he squeezed his mother Mrs. Lacazan's money and went to look for opportunities in the very expensive Café, he was not surprised or confused. Many people were doing this, and it even became the prototype of the characters in novelists' works, but very few people could succeed.

At the same time, banquets and salons are very popular throughout Trier. If an upper-class person does not hold a salon for a month, people will suspect that there is a change in the family, or there is an economic crisis, and the political prospects have been lost.

One of the reasons why Aurora, who obviously likes this metropolis very much, does not come here is that artists such as writers, Poet, Painter and sculptors are like raised butterflies, flying in the salons of different Member of Parliament, financiers, politicians and Senior Official. It seems that only by being recognized by them can the value of their works be realized.

The combination of the salon and Café replaces most of the functions of the club.

In this system, the functions of the tavern, Beer Hall, Dance Hall and Café are similar, but far less important than the latter, and more inclined to the lower class.

Seeing a guest coming in, Female Waiter wearing Gray-White color Long Dress came over and asked with a smile, "Do you have a favorite seat, or have you made an appointment with a friend?"

Lumian nodded:

"Booth D."

That One Female Waiter led him to a corner.

Next to a window here, you can see Botanical Garden, which is full of greenery and trees.

"What would you like to drink?" Female Waiter put down a drink list wrapped in a brown cover.

Lumian picked it up and unfolded it, took a look, and was slightly surprised by the dazzling array of choices:

"Fellmer Coffee, Plateau Coffee, Lim Espresso...

"Sibo Black Tea, Marquis Black Tea, West Balam Black Tea...

"Fruit ice water, frangipani water, Ambergris Lemon Water, 'Venus' holy oil special drink...

"Château Wine, light Red Wine, Rose dew wine, walnut soju, orange limoncello, cherry soju...

"Absinthe, Anise Absinthe, Gin, Bitter Curaçao, apple Brandy, grape residue Brandy...

"Sweet wine: Perfect Love, Barbarian Cream, Little Rose, West Palero..."

Considering that Psychologist will undergo treatment later, neither alcohol nor caffeine is suitable for consumption. Lumian thought for a while and said, "Ambergris Lemon Water."

"4 Rick." Female Waiter asked again, "Do you need cake, Bread or other food?"

"No need for now, I'll decide when my friend comes." Lumian looked around Mason Café again and found that there were no customers at this time.

The people who came to Café for lunch left before half past two, and there was still more than an hour before tea time.

Not long after, That One Female Waiter came over with a tray and placed an open glass filled with colorless liquid and a few slices of lemon on the table.

Lumian looked at the empty seat opposite the booth, picked up the cup, and took a sip.

The elegant and sweet fragrance reached his nose, and the refreshing and sweet sourness lifted his spirits.

Time is ticking Past. Seeing that the clock on the wall is about to reach the three-thirty position, Lumian can't help but turn sideways and look at the Café entrance.

There were some green plants there, but no guests came in.

Just when Lumian looked back with a slight disappointment, a gentle female voice of indistinguishable age came from the booth behind him:

"I've arrived.

"Good afternoon, Lumian Mr. Li."

Lumian probably guessed that the other party did not want to communicate face to face, so he did not turn around and asked politely, lowering his voice. "Good afternoon, what should I call you? My voice is so low, can you hear me?"

"No problem." The gentle female voice said, "You can call me Susie."

"Hello, Susie Lady." For some reason, when Lumian faced this Psychologist, his mood became quite calm, and he lost his usual habit of making mental comments.

The next second, he felt a little familiar uneasiness for no reason.

"What's wrong?" Susie in the booth behind him asked softly.

Lumian thought for two seconds and did not hide his feelings:

"I'm a little uneasy, it's a strange yet familiar experience.

"Well, I should have had a similar feeling when I met Information Broker yesterday."

Susie's speaking speed became a little faster and he said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm used to reading your thoughts. This may be what makes you uneasy Source."

"Your body has a very serious Corruption sealed in it. It is in a very balanced state. A slight disturbance will cause you to have a certain reaction. In other words, you are very sensitive to hidden invisible influences, which is better than Beyonder, which is the same as Sequence or even more High-Sequence."

"That's it..." Lumian was not angry.

In his opinion, if Psychologist can't read his own thoughts, how can he treat it? Does it all rely on words?

He immediately frowned:

"Anthony·Reid was also reading my thoughts at that time? I'm talking about that Information Broker."

"I know." Susie expressed understanding, "Where did Anthony·Reid come from, and what did he do before becoming Information Broker?"

"He has an accent like West Coast of the Sea of Mist and is a retired soldier." Lumian recalled.

Susie was silent for a while before saying, "If he is really from West Coast of the Sea of Mist, it is indeed possible that he is the Beyonder of 'Spectator' Pathway."

"Spectator" Pathway... Lumian has read this Divine Pathway in Aurora's Warlock Notes, but Aurora only knows that its corresponding Sequence 9 is called "Spectator". It has very strong observation skills and can interpret the true thoughts contained in various subtle expressions and body language.

It turns out that the Sequence above "Spectator" Pathway is "Psychologist"... As soon as Lumian had this thought, he heard Susie make a correction:

"It's 'Psychiatrist'."

"This sounds more reassuring." Lumian smiled, "How many Sequence will there be Anthony·Reid?"

After knowing the other party's Pathway, he believed that Anthony·Reid should have recognized him at that time, and noticed his inner tension, worry and attempts to intimidate.

"According to your description, he has at least Sequence 8." Susie gave his own judgment.

Lumian smiled and said, "It would be funny if he really was 'Psychiatrist', but he didn't even cure his own Battlefield Trauma."

"It's normal. 'Psychiatrist' has really suffered severe psychological trauma. It's difficult to get out of it on your own. This often requires the help of another 'Psychiatrist', and the treatment of 'Psychiatrist' is much more dangerous than normal. Once something is missed, it is easy to be infected with the kind of mental illness he suffers from." Susie briefly explained in two sentences.

As the topic changed, and as the other party adopted a casual chatting attitude, Lumian gradually felt at peace, no longer feeling uneasy or nervous.

He took the initiative and said, "Shall we start treatment?"

"Chatting is also part of therapy." Susie's gentle voice brought a hint of smile.

Seeing that the first stage of the treatment was purely chatting, Lumian became more relaxed. He leaned back against the booth partition and said doubtfully, "I already know that it was a dream, but there are many details that I can't understand."

"Since this is my dream, why do I know the various abilities of the three official investigators? Why do I know so clearly what unique abilities Parish Priest and Shepherd each have?"

Susie said in a warm tone, "The three official investigators were forced to infiltrate you Dream, which is equivalent to letting their subconscious get close to your subconscious, presenting a semi-open state.

"They will actively participate in Dream and show all kinds of information they know. Even if they just think about it in their minds, your subconscious can sense it."

In other words, with the addition of Ryan, Lya and Valentine, some parts of Dream were created due to "interaction"? The callbacks they received were jointly created by my subconscious and their subconscious, so they fully complied with the rules of the secret text? Lumian was thinking about some issues that he had not understood before.

Susie's voice was not as smooth as Change's and he continued, "Why do you understand the abilities of Evil God's believers? You should already have some guesses, right? You're just not willing to face them?"

Hearing this, Lumian's eyelids jumped involuntarily.

"According to the information given to me by 'Magician' Lady, most of the abilities of Guillaume·Béné and Pierre·Berri come from 'Contracted One' Evil God Sequence, so the abilities they possess cannot be predicted in advance, and it depends on which creature they have signed a contract with. Contract." Susie helped with the analysis and said in a gentle voice Dao, "In other words, we can rule out the possibility that your subconscious can obtain the corresponding knowledge from the sealed Corruption. Without a knowledge base, you cannot imagine those abilities out of thin air. They are not fictitious."

The tone of this Lady suddenly became more serious:

"Obviously, at some point before the destruction of Cordou Village, you saw Guillaume·Béné, Pierre·Berri and others using their abilities, and you were not harmed by this and left a shadow, otherwise there would be a corresponding representation in Dream.

"From the analysis of Dream, what really leaves a shadow on you is the performance of Pualis's group.

"How do you think you saw those Evil God followers use their abilities?"

Susie's words were like sharp arrows, piercing the surface of Lumian's memory, causing the firm Barrier to waver.

Lumian's face became slightly Distortion.

In the midst of Pain that was hard to hide, he felt a few images pop up in his memory Depths:

That is Third Floor of Administrator's Castle, that is the wall covered with blue and white transparent faces, but it is no longer Ryan, Lya and who are fighting Valentine, but Guillaume·Béné, Pierre·Berri and Sybil·Berri!