Labor fee

Lumian extended his right hand and caught the severed finger precisely.

Feeling the weight of his fingers and the Future warmth, he was both surprised and shocked.

He had anticipated what kind of protection Mr. K might offer, but he never expected that the other party would simply tear off a finger and throw it to him, saying that it could help in a critical moment!

This is outrageous!

Putting aside the question of what use a severed finger could possibly be, isn't Mr. K afraid that I might use his flesh and blood for something?

In the Mysticism, one's own flesh and blood are extremely important; if they fall into the hands of someone with ill intentions, they could have very serious consequences.

Nobody wants to be Curse for no reason!

Considering Mr. K's formidable abilities, his knowledge of the Mysticism, and his capacity to act as a "Notary," Lumian suspected that he had a way to circumvent the various effects of detached flesh and blood, which was why he dared to sever his finger and hand it over to someone else.

Moreover, this severed finger clearly possesses a mystical quality.

I wonder if cutting this finger with "Fallen Mercury" and drawing blood could exchange it for Mr. K's Destiny of "encountering the Montsouris Ghosts"... As the prankster king of Cordou Village, Lumian always has some whimsical ideas.

He suppressed his impulse, turned his gaze away from the severed finger, and looked back at Mr. K.

At this time, Mr. K had grown a slightly damp new finger with tender, whitish skin.

"Thank you," Lumian said in a low voice, putting the severed finger into the pocket of his Gray-Blue Worker Uniform.

Mr. K nodded slightly and said, "You can leave now, but don't forget our agreement."

"There's something else," Lumian said, taking out the Diamond Necklace. "Could you help me tell if it's real or fake? I need to exchange it for some money."

Having already incurred a favor from Mr. K, he didn't care about owing a little more.

What if you can't pay it back? Then you'll have to sell yourself to the organization behind Mr. K!

This was precisely Lumian's goal.

Mr. K had the Waiter who led Lumian into the underground room take the Diamond Necklace from Past and examined it in his hands.

In the dim light, Lumian seemed to see a faint golden light seeping out from the shadow of Mr. K's Hood.

A few seconds later, Mr. K placed the Diamond Necklace back into the Waiter's hand.

"It's fake, but the workmanship is quite fine; it's worth 50 Felkine."

"Alright," Lumian said, not hiding his helplessness, "Also, I need a set of Identity Documents."

One of the main reasons he stayed at the "Golden Rooster Inn" was that they didn't check Identity Documents.

Having received Mr. K's affirmative reply, Lumian left No. 19 Schell Street and, on the way back to the Honest Market District by Public Carriage, sometimes pondered how to join a Gang without arousing suspicion, sometimes wondered what use the severed finger might be, and sometimes thought about how to get those pawnshops to pay more for the fake Diamond Necklace, at least 30 Felkine...

Amidst a flurry of thoughts, Lumian gradually came up with an idea.

Meanwhile, he planned to find Safe House in the Honest Market District and the Botanical Garden District before the afternoon, one that didn't require Identity Documents.

"I still have 850 Felkine and 24 Kopek on me. After deducting the 400 that the Information Broker Anthony Reid hasn't paid yet, I have 450 Felkine left. That's enough to rent two or three Safe House..." Lumian carefully calculated how much assets he still had.

He pursed his lips, feeling it necessary to leave Mr. K's severed finger at the "Golden Rooster Inn" before renting a room.

Before 3 p. m., Lumian found a room that did not require Identity Documents in the White Coat Street in the Honest Market District and the Stone Slab Street, Botanical Garden District.

Of course, the rents all have a certain premium. The former is not much better than Room 207 the "Golden Rooster Inn," but it costs 6 Felkine per week. The latter is more like the Apartment that Aosta Roul rents, and the neighbors are all workers from the Factory to the south, costing 10 Felkine per week.

Lumian paid four weeks' rent upfront but received no discounts.

Back at the "Golden Rooster Inn," he glanced at "The Aesthetics of Men" for a while, softened his angular features with Cosmetics, added shadows to certain areas, and groomed his eyebrows.

After a flurry of activity, Lumian completed his initial disguise, making him appear as an ordinary man in his mid-twenties with a slightly dangerous air.

He combed his dark blonde hair, put on his Dark Blue Flat Cap, picked up Mr. K's severed finger, and walked to the Breeze Ballroom on Market Avenue.

Unlike the other guests who went straight in, he stopped between the tan building and the white Orb Statues made up of countless skulls, and said to the two Gang guarding the door, "I want to see Baron Brignais."

Before the two Gang could retort, he added, "Tell the Baron that it's Charles, whom I met last time. He should be happy to see me again."

The two Gang members looked at each other, but ultimately dared not delay Baron Brignais's business, so one of them went into the Dance Hall.

Less than five minutes later, the Gang member came out and said to Lumian, "The Baron wants you to go to the place where we met last time."

The second-floor Café? Lumian smiled, put his hands in his pockets, and slowly walked into the Breeze Ballroom. As he went up the stairs, he saw Baron Brignais holding a Peach Wood Pipe.

The gentleman was dressed in a black tweed suit, with Medium-Height Silk Top Hat beside him and a glittering Ring on his left hand. He was protected Thug four Gang behind him.

"Sit." Baron Brignais's brown eyes swept over them, and he smiled as he gestured to the seat opposite the table.

Lumian Past confidently, sat down, and looked at Baron Brignais's sharply defined face and naturally curly brown hair, saying, "Good afternoon, we meet again."

Baron Brignais tapped the bottom of his Peach Wood Pipe and asked with a smile, "What is it?"

Lumian took out Charlie's fake Diamond Necklace and calmly said, "I'm a little short on cash lately, and I'd like to pawn this necklace to you. It's worth 1500 Felkine, but you only need to give me 1000."

Baron Brignais Subordinate his subordinate and said, "Have someone appraise it."

"Yes, Baron." Thug Gang with a noticeable bruise on his forehead walked out of the Café.

Brignais looked at Lumian again and nodded in satisfaction.

"Good, your Makeup skills have improved significantly. Although there are still many flaws, you are not as easily recognized as before."

"Thank you for your suggestion." Lumian smiled. "The Aesthetics of Men is a good magazine."

The two chatted about trivial matters until Thug Gang had just left the Café brought up a man in his forties dressed in a suit and tie, carrying a toolbox.

After examining the necklace, the man walked over to Baron Brignais, placed it on the table, and said in a low voice, "It's fake."

With a whoosh, all the Gang Thug present drew their Revolver.

Baron Brignais curled his lips into a smile, glanced at Lumian, and found the boy completely calm, as if he hadn't heard the Appraiser 'Jewelry words or seen the Thug ' actions.

Baron Brignais's smile remained unchanged as he nodded to the Appraiser.

"You go back first."

"Yes, Baron." The Appraiser Jewelry the Café in a flustered panic.

Baron Brignais then put down his Peach Wood Pipe, stroked the diamond Ring on his left hand, and asked Lumian with a smile:

"Did you know this necklace was fake?"

Lumian also smiled:

"Know."

Before he could finish speaking, a bunch of Revolver were already aimed at him.

Seeing that Lumian remained unmoved, Baron Brignais asked another question out of curiosity:

"Did you know that I can get a diamond authenticated?"

Lumian:

"Know."

Baron Brignais narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Since you already know that, why did you still dare to borrow 1000 Felkine with a fake necklace?"

What makes you think I'd give it to you?

Lumian slowly stood up, ignoring the rows of Pistol poised to fire, and placed his hands on the edge of the table.

He lowered his body slightly, looking down at Baron Brignais opposite him, and said with a smirk, "I killed Margot of the Stinger Gang."

Baron Brignais's smile froze instantly.

His pupils dilated instinctively, as if he wanted to get a clearer look at the person in front of him.

Thug four Gang pointing their Pistol at Lumian were also taken aback, their eyes widening in surprise.

As the Stinger Gang ' rivals, they knew better than anyone just how strong Margot was!

At this moment, Lumian raised his head, his emotionless gaze slowly sweeping across the faces of the Thug.

Every Gang member he stared at instinctively felt the urge to avoid his gaze, to the point that their arms reacted, and the muzzles of their guns were successively moved away from him.

Baron Brignais quickly regained his composure and turned to the four Thug, saying, "Put away your Pistol! Haven't I taught you how to treat guests?"

Subordinate reprimanding his men, he asked Lumian with a hint of curiosity:

"How did you kill Margot?"

"I stabbed him, with poison, but I don't know where he escaped to before he died," Lumian replied casually.

This matched the initial intelligence Baron Brignais had received. He narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile, "Do you know what taking my 1,000 Felkine means?"

Lumian laughed nonchalantly:

"Know."

"Golden Rooster Inn", Room 504.

Charlie saw Lumian outside the door and asked excitedly, "Have you determined whether it's real or fake?"

"It's fake, worth at most 50 Felkine," Lumian said casually as he walked into the room.

He discovered that Charlie had torn off the portrait of Suzanne Matisse, leaving only the paper traces after it was glued on.

Charlie was somewhat prepared, and although disappointed, it wasn't too serious. He chuckled to himself, "It's still worth at least 50 Felkine. A kind pawnshop should be able to pawn it for 20."

Lumian glanced at him and laughed:

"But I sold that fake necklace for 1,000 Felkine."

"Huh?" Charlie was almost stunned.

Lumian pulled out the thick wad of Banknotes and said with a smile, "The fake necklace is yours, worth 50 Felkine, so that's all I can give you. The rest is my Labor Fee, is that alright?"