Three questions

The orange-yellow Candle fire that symbolized the object of prayer swayed, as if being blown by the invisible wind. Other than that, it neither became blue nor dyed with other colors. It was ordinary and no different from before.

Vaguely, Lumian felt some strange throbbing in his soul, as if he heard a call from afar, directed at Spirit Body.

He was temporarily unable to respond and continued to read out the following Incantation:

"I pray to you;

"I pray that you will grant 'Prophecy Potion'..."

In this Ritual Magic, you cannot use words such as "help make", it must be "Gift" or "give".

Hermetic Vocabulary was spit out one by one, and Lumian's spirit seemed to be shaken, causing waves of ripples, bringing a feeling of elevation and dizziness.

He took two steps forward, glanced at the Water Monster meat, Lizard eyes, Gray Henbane Herbs and other materials, picked up the Imitation Sheepskin Paper filled with mysterious symbols, and put it close to the Orange-Yellow candle that represented the object of prayer.

After Imitation Sheepskin Paper was ignited and placed in the natural depression of the stone that acted as Altar, Lumian picked up Tulip powder and other materials in turn and sprinkled them into the firelight.

The mixed strange fragrance soon filled "Spirit Wall", and Lumian seemed to have some hallucinations in front of his eyes.

He saw various mysterious symbols originally painted on Imitation Sheepskin Paper. They stood out in the void, constantly moving, constantly reorganizing, and constantly changing the overall state.

Lumian stepped back again, looked at the various materials placed on Altar, and said in a deep Hermetic voice, "Tulip, Herbs who belongs to Fate, please pass your power to my Incantation!"

"..."

As Lumian dropped the last Vocabulary, the ripples generated in his spirit overlapped together, giving him the illusion that he could touch the candlelight as long as he stretched out his palm.

At the same time, there was a slight burning sensation in his chest, there was a faint buzzing in his ears, and his head felt dizzy as if someone had lifted him up and tossed him around seventeen or eighteen times.

Following the spiritual Guidance, Lumian stretched out their right hands and pressed towards the candle flame from afar.

His Eyes then became Gloom, and his spirituality poured out and merged with the firelight.

The candle flame suddenly expanded, illuminating the entire Altar brightly and illusively.

Various "Prophecy Potion" materials placed together "come to life", Aggregation squirming together, Blood-Colored rolling, shadows flowing, extremely Evil.

Lumian worked hard to maintain a stable supply of spirituality, and saw those physical materials disappear one after another and become Phantom, completing the reorganization in this way.

The dark red Phantom dyed with a little silvery black stood out from reality and condensed into a group of Gloom dark liquid.

Bubbles were constantly popping up inside this mass of liquid. When each bubble exploded, a silvery black light burst out and swam away like a snake.

Lumian stepped on Past in two steps, picked up a Metal Vial placed on Altar, unscrewed the cap, and put it to the bottom of the liquid.

The dark liquid quickly gathered inward and flowed into the bottle, almost filling it.

Put away this bottle of "Prophecy Potion" and Lumian adjust your mental state.

While calming down the ripples of his spirit, he recalled the entire process of Ritual.

"If that Thorn Symbol hadn't been inspired to a certain extent and improved my status, I would have failed just now. I wouldn't be able to respond at all... I could complete at most two similar Ritual Magics in a row..." Lumian's surging thoughts gradually settled.

Those five Ritual Magic's requirements for prayer objects must be at least Sequence 7, or even "Contracted One". Lumian, Sequence 8's "Mendicant Friar" can be completed purely by pretending to be the person of Corruption in the body.

Correspondingly, his spirituality cannot support much.

Finished dropping Ritual, packed up Altar, Lumian removed "Spirit Wall", walked to the Grayish-White Cloth Bag, and dragged out the Corpse inside.

He kindly pushed the other person's head back to its original position and opened his mouth.

With a bit of blue Carbide Lamp light, Lumian took out "Prophecy Potion", unscrewed the cap, and poured all the Gloom dark liquid into Corpse's mouth.

They did not penetrate down the throat immediately and remained there like real water.

Suddenly, Lumian felt that the wind blowing through this place Quarry Cavern became a lot colder, and the Carbide Lamp light became more and more blue.

Almost at the same time, he heard the sound of gulu and saw the Corpse throat moving, swallowing all the "Prophecy Potion".

The next second, the naked Corpse sat up, and the surroundings were filled with abnormal darkness that was difficult to be illuminated by light.

On his Paleness haggard face, his eyes suddenly opened. His original brown eyes had no color and were as transparent as Crystal.

The transparent Eyes Depths seems to have rich color blocks stacked together, pure and high-hanging light, countless almost invisible figures, and flickering Mercury-Colored waves...

Enduring the coldness that pierced the bone marrow, Lumian calmed down and asked, "Where will the former Parish Priest Guillaume·Béné from Republic of Intis Leston Province Dalege Region Cordou Village appear in one month?"

During this period, Lumian specifically considered three questions to ask.

There are four main rules for questions:

First, it must be related to the situation of Future, and you cannot ask where so-and-so is now or what he has done in the past;

Second, the description must be enough Precision, otherwise the answer will be incorrect, just like the name Guillaume·Béné, in Intis There are many in other places, and there are a lot of duplicate names. If you don't limit the place of origin to the village level, that Corpse is likely to tell you another Guillaume·Béné Destiny of Future.

Third, no matter which country Corpse is from or whether he knows the corresponding language, he will answer in the language used to describe the question.

Fourth, a question can only contain one element that needs to be answered, and cannot be asked in the form of "when and where will it be?"

Corpse Pale White's face was dyed a little dark green. He opened his mouth and said in Intis language: "Trier Red Princess District."

This voice was ethereal and ethereal, as if it came from another world, completely different from Seer's voice during his lifetime.

We can only narrow the range to Red Princess District? Lumian frowned slightly.

He can actually understand, because this is not "Prophecy Potion" praying to those Hidden Being. The "producer" is essentially just a "Mendicant Friar", so the effect will naturally not be very good.

Lumian asked the second question:

"Where will I meet again with Louis Lund, who was Republic of Intis Leston Province Dalege Region Cordou Village and did Administrator Butler?"

He didn't mention Madame Pualis because he didn't know what the relationship between her and "Night Lady" was, and he was worried that Prophecy would fail due to her high status.

Corpse looked ahead with transparent eyes, and answered again in that illusory and erratic voice, "Trier Honest Market District Market Avenue."

Market Avenue? It seems that Louis·Lund didn't pass by there by chance... Lumian thought happily.

While he was pondering, he noticed that the various strange scenes reflected in Corpse's transparent eyes were gradually fading, and he quickly asked the third question:

"Where will Mr. Boss Eve of Trier Honest Market District'Golden Rooster Inn' be next Friday night from 11 to 12 o'clock?"

Previously, Lumian saw Mr. Eve entering Underground during this time period, so he wanted to ask about the specific situation of the other party's destination in this way.

Considering that Mr. Eve had just been "robbed" and had been to Police Headquarters, and might not dare to enter Underground again in a short time, Lumian set the time on the same day and time next week.

The Corpse quickly answered:

"Trier Honest Market District Old Dovecage Theater."

After saying that, Corpse fell down with a snap, closed his eyes again, and his body exuded a rotten smell that had been dead for many days.

Went to Old Dovecage Theater again...Lumian stuffed Corpse back into the bag, planning to go to Underground and bury Depths.

In front of a three-story building Ivory.

An unshaven Vagrant was blocked by a pilaster by two footmen.

"I, I'm leaving now." He said tremblingly.

At this time, a man dressed as Butler came over with a look of surprise on his face:

"Master, is it you? Master!"

"What?" Vagrant was very confused.

Butler is very excited:

"Have you forgotten? You are the master here and we are all your servants. You suffered a head injury before and forgot many things. One day you suddenly ran away from home.

"It's been several months, and I finally found you! You still remember this place, and you're back again!"

"I'm not, I'm not..." Vagrant remembers his past clearly.

But Butler and the two male servants didn't listen to his explanation at all. They "surrounded" him and took him to the building.

"Madam, madam, the master is back!" Butler shouted excitedly.

Not long after, Vagrant saw an elegant and beautiful Lady.

That Lady is wearing light green Long Dress, and there is an indelible mature charm between her eyebrows.

She cried with joy and threw herself into Vagrant's arms:

"You're finally back, you're finally back!"

Smelling the sweetness of the milky perfume and feeling the soft and bumpy body, the words Vagrant tried to tell him that he was not the husband of the other party came to his mouth and were swallowed back.

He was taken to take a bath dumbly and confused, and was taken to Restaurant, where he saw a sumptuous dinner under Crystal chandelier:

A dozen oysters, a pot of tender chicken, a plate of beef stewed with prunes, a suet pudding, a salad, a bottle of White Danxia Wine...

At the same time, Vagrant also saw those Oil Painting hanging in Restaurant.

One of them is a portrait, which looks very similar to him.

Is it really me? But I remember everything I have experienced... another person who looks similar to me? Vagrant is getting more and more confused.

After eating and drinking, he was taken to the bedroom. After a while, the beautiful and elegant lady That One walked in wearing a silk nightgown.

She said with glaring eyes, "Do you still remember my enthusiasm?"

Vagrant's breathing suddenly became heavy, and he couldn't help but greet Past.

The two fell on the bed hugging each other, overflowing with passion.

At this moment, Vagrant began to "believe" that he was really the owner of this house, with a beautiful wife, professional Butler, and many servants.

Even if the original owner comes back, he will make the other party fake!

Lumian returned to the ground, carrying the extinguished Carbide Lamp, and walked into "Golden Rooster Inn".

As soon as Mrs. Fels of Receptionist saw him, she stood up immediately:

"Charles, Mr. Charles, Baron Brignais wants you to go to Breeze Ballroom to find him after dinner."

Baron Brignais is looking for me? What's the matter? Lumian nodded.