A lively spectacle

Wearing Gloves and checking the letter paper, Lumian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

No problem this time!

He felt a little tired after summoning Spirit World Creature and Ritual three times in a row.

After thinking about it, Lumian said to Spirit World Creature who looked like Rabbit: "Can you do me one more favor?"

That "Rabbit" thought seriously for a few seconds and nodded slowly.

Lumian opened Gray-Blue Worker Uniform's pocket:

"Then follow me first https://m. hetushu. com·com."

The illusory and transparent "Rabbit" jumped in mid-air and came to Lumian, posing as a follower.

Lumian sighed silently and said, "I mean, you can hide in my pocket first, so as not to be seen by the highly inspired Beyonder."

"Rabbit" kept a dull expression, jumped into Lumian's pocket, and shrank up.

Because it has no real thickness or weight, the pockets of the clothes close quickly without leaving any traces.

After putting the letter into the same pocket, Lumian opened "Spirit Wall", took off Gloves, and took out Room 207.

He wandered all the way to Market Avenue and approached Susie Steam Train Station.

At this time, it was just early five o'clock, and many people had not finished their work. There were not many pedestrians on the road, but not too few. People leaving the station passed by in groups, either going to the Public Carriage stop sign, or looking for the Metro entrance, or carrying their luggage and walking to the nearby streets with just their feet, looking for temporary accommodation tonight.

Lumian patted his right pocket, pointed at Mailbox dozens of meters away, and said in a lowered voice, "Did you see that green metal cylinder?"

He immediately felt the vibration in his pocket, and "Rabbit" answered in this way.

Lumian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Put the letter next to you into the metal tube."

After saying that, Lumian pinched his temples on both sides and opened "Spirit Vision".

He saw "Rabbit" floating out, wrapping "Request for Help", passing through the passing crowd, and reaching the green metal cylinder.

Just when Lumian thought "Rabbit" would put the letter into Mailbox and successfully complete the task, this guy got in with the letter.

After a while, it broke away from Mailbox and flew towards Lumian, while the letter remained inside.

Lumian closed his eyes and comforted himself, "You can put it in..."

He immediately left Market Avenue with "Rabbit", found an uninhabited alley, and used Hermetic to tell the other party that the summoning was over.

This thing was consuming his spiritual energy every moment.

When "Rabbit" returned to Spirit World, Lumian finally felt at ease.

He planned to stop helping Charlie, and then it would be up to him to see how Official Beyonder dealt with it.

"If this thing wasn't interesting enough, I wouldn't even bother to help him. Why would I have to fight for him with that weird creature Suzanne Matisse?" Lumian muttered silently.

He immediately laughed a little:

In Cordou Village, if those vulgar guys knew the characteristics displayed by Suzanne Matisse, they would definitely ask ambiguously whether to fight on the bed or in a haystack?

Of course, Lumian can be equally vulgar when faced with them.

On the way back to Messy Street, he found a Meat Pie store and bought a portion of "Redfish Hot Beef Pie" for dinner.

Paired with the Soda sold by street vendors, Lumian was eaten while walking through the crowd, occasionally avoiding a few hands that quietly reached for their wallets.

Compared with Rouen Meat Pie, "Redfish Hot Beef Pie" is less greasy. The freshness and delicateness of the fish, the mellow and crispy texture of the beef, the light sweet chewiness of the dough, and the mixed fragrance of spices and fats all open up the taste buds of Lumian one after another with a very rich taste.

After he had eaten and drank enough, he held up Glass Bottle with one-third of the light red liquid in his hand, and said sincerely, "No wonder Trier people like Meat Pie..."

"After some time, I will have the opportunity to go to Rue Richelieu in Library District and try the first store that sells Redfish Hot Beef Pie..."

Based on the newspapers and magazines he had read before, he could name several famous Meat Pie purely based on his impression:

Dijon Meat Pie, Périgueux Meat Pie, Toudan Cashew Pie, Meat Paste Pie...

Drinking pomegranate flavored Soda, Lumian transferred to Messy Street.

What caught his eyes was a chaotic scene. Those suspected to be members of Gang were holding swords, axes, or sticks, confronting each other on the street.

Pedestrians stayed away, vendors evacuated Messy Street one after another, and residents of the houses on both sides closed their windows.

Lumian No longer went deep, took a few steps back, found a pilaster for cover, and observed the situation ahead with interest.

After Margot, whom he suspected to be Stinger Gang, was killed by him, it aroused the suspicion of several Market District gangs, which eventually developed into a fight.

After waiting and waiting for nearly a quarter of an hour, Past and Lumian still did not wait until a large-scale conflict broke out among the Gang members.

This made him a little disappointed because he wanted to watch the fun, and he cursed in a low voice, "Aren't you all good at it? You just occupy the street and don't do anything, and you stand there as punishment. Don't you think you have too much time?"

As soon as his thoughts changed, Lumian looked at the five-story Gray-White-colored building next to him.

He seriously considered whether to find a random room and threw the finished bottle of Soda between the two groups, causing them to mistakenly think that the leader of the other party had given the signal to start a fight.

That way, Lumian will have fun to watch.

Just when he was about to put his idea into practice, a large number of Police in black uniforms appeared on both sides of Messy Street.

The first few rows were riding tall brown or black horses, holding shields and sticks. They kept pace with the horses and approached the Gang members step by step.

This brought a great sense of oppression, and many Gang members began to waver.

When the mounted police launched their charge, the Gang members who had gathered at Messy Street dispersed. Some escaped, and some were knocked to the ground.

Lumian just wanted to clap and applaud, and his heart seeking excitement was greatly satisfied.

He had only seen scenes like this in novels and news, and the latter was often brushed off!

Not long after, Messy Street resumed its usual bustle.

Lumian drank the last sip of Pomegranate Soda, walked back to "Golden Rooster Inn", and entered Room 207.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he recalled the entire process of writing and sending letters to see if there were any omissions to avoid being targeted by Official Beyonder.

After a while, Lumian sighed in a low voice, "If only I had Messenger, I wouldn't need to go to such trouble."

Unfortunately, Messenger is not so easy to obtain, not even Older Sister Aurora.

So far, Lumian only knows two people with Messenger:

One is "Magician"Lady, and the other is Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society Vice President"Hella" mentioned by Aurora.

"Hella..." Lumian's expression gradually became calm.

If the Aurora in his dream really had some influence from Soul Fragments, it can be seen that Aurora is quite Trust to the Vice President "Hella". When encountering a problem, he would immediately think of summoning the other party's Messenger for help.

"I don't know if 'Hella' knows the real identity of Aurora. Did he know from that obituary that Aurora has passed away..." Lumian muttered to himself silently.

While he was deep in thought, something suddenly occurred to him:

It is actually possible for him to summon Messenger from "Hella"!

There are only three sentences to summon Incantation. The last sentence Lumian can be determined to be "Messenger that belongs exclusively to Hella". The first two sentences have fixed formats and requirements. As long as he tries a few times, he can always find the right combination!

Moreover, in this case, even if Error is produced from the previous combinations, Lumian will not encounter any danger, because the description of "Messenger that belongs exclusively to Hella" eliminates other possibilities.

In other words, either it cannot be summoned, or the one that is summoned must be Messenger of "Hella".

"Would you like to write a letter to 'Hella' and tell her what happened to Aurora?" Lumian was a little embarrassed for a moment.

Considering that Older Sister said "my notes" when pushing her away, and a lot of Mysticism knowledge in her notes came from Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society, if she could establish contact with this organization, it would help her find out the important information about Concealment in Warlock Notes, Lumian quickly made a decision.

He plans to summon Messenger of "Hella" now!

Although he doesn't quite trust this Vice President of Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society, he doesn't feel that he is worthy of being coveted by the other party, and Aurora still believed in "Hella" during his lifetime.

Lumian walked to Wooden Table, sat down, and started writing:

"Dear'Hella'Lady:

"I take the liberty to write you this letter. I am the younger brother of 'Muggle'. I am very reluctant to tell you that she has passed away in misfortune.

"This involves a disaster caused by belief in an evil god, and only a few people and I escaped.

"I'm not sure you're not emotionally interested in this matter, so I won't go into details to avoid wasting your time.

"What I want to know is, in the past year, has 'Muggle' said anything questionable to you?

"..."

After staring at the letter he had written for a few seconds, Lumian breathed out slowly and folded Paper.

Then, he cleaned the room, rearranged Altar, and tried the first combination:

"The spirit wandering in the illusion, the friendly creature that can be driven, belongs exclusively to Messenger of Hella."

After reciting Incantation, Lumian looked at the candlelight stained with dark green, patiently waiting for Messenger to appear.

Time passed by minute by minute, and nothing happened in Altar.

Lumian was not disappointed and spoke again:

"Me!

"Call in my name:

"Wandering in the spirit of the Upper Realm;

"Friendly creatures that can be driven;

"Messenger that belongs exclusively to Hella..."

The green candle flame suddenly swayed and became much larger.

At this time, not only was the top of it not illuminated, it was getting darker and darker.

In the darkness, something quickly sketched out.

It was a skeletal head shaped like a human skull. It seemed to be made of pure silver, with its own soft light that dispelled the surrounding darkness.

The eye sockets of the skull's head were burning with pale flames, making Lumian suddenly feel that the other party was dangerous.

After staring at Lumian for a few seconds, that Pure Silver Skull opened his mouth and bit the letter that flew over.

It then returned to the renewed darkness.