An unexpected development

Lumian glanced at the broken Mirror in Franca's hand, and said with both joy and confusion, "But I didn't feel like I was being attacked."

His "Summoning Dance" could still dance for five or six seconds, until Franca grabbed his wrist and stopped early.

Franca cleared his throat, assumed a Teacher posture and said, "Some Mysticism methods will not let you notice at all. When you feel that you are being attacked, it will be the moment of your death."

Could it be that the one or two seconds between stopping "Summoning Dance" and actually getting into Mirror was secretly influenced by Monster? Lumian nodded thoughtfully:

"Well, with the picture book, we were bleeding in that space without any warning. I don't know how to stop it."

While he was talking, he looked at Franca's face and found that the skin was smooth and clean, without any scars, and it was completely impossible to tell that blood had oozed out from many places just now.

Franca raised his hand and touched his face, considered it and said, "It's really weird.

"But we really lose some blood. As a 'Witch', I have a Mysticism perception of the total amount of my blood.

"In other words, the injuries we received in that Special Mirror World were not false, they just didn't leave any wounds.

"Shit, I didn't take out my Carbide Lamp!"

As she spoke, she turned around and rummaged through the rubble on the side of the dim Tunnel to find something.

Lumian didn't have time to bring his own Carbide Lamp, so he could only observe Franca's every move with the help of a little light from a distance.

In less than ten seconds, Franca pulled out a piece of Mirror from the pile of rubble.

The Mirror seems to be made of sterling silver. The mysterious pattern on both sides has a hint of Evil, but the surface is dull, as if it has been eroded by time.

"Sure enough, there is a corresponding mirror in reality." Franka tried her best to avoid her figure being reflected in the classical silver mirror, and gave Lumian a lesson by the way, "When you are in an unsafe place, or when you have a strange encounter, don't look in the mirror unless you can, otherwise something terrible may happen. You must not touch such mysterious and evil things of unknown origin!"

Lumian, who didn't tell Franca that he couldn't take photos of Mirror after using "Mystery-Peering Glasses" to disguise himself, nodded:

"I can understand that the exit is Mirror. What I can't understand now is how we walked into that space without noticing. We didn't encounter anything on the way."

"I'm also very confused." Franca covered the surface of the Classical Silver Mirror with a handkerchief and other items, stood up and said, "This thing seems to be closely related to 'Witch' Pathway. How about giving it to me? I will find something valuable to compensate you later."

"No problem." Lumian laughed, "You don't actually need to ask me, and I can't steal it from you."

Franca clicked his tongue and said, "No, Spoils of War must be allocated reasonably, otherwise there will definitely be conflicts within the team. I used to, I used to be taken advantage of so often. If I, Personality, were not good and didn't hold grudges, I would have wanted to take revenge on them."

Lady, I suspect you are scolding me... Lumian muttered silently.

If someone Spoils of War is robbed, he takes advantage for no reason, and his strength is not as good as the other person's, although he won't say anything on the spot, he will definitely find a way to get back afterward, and it is absolutely impossible to "forgive" like that.

Classical Silver Mirror, Franca pointed to the place where the light came through:

"Let's go there and have a look. Maybe we can meet Quarry Police or another Smuggler, and we can ask for directions.

"Being lost in Underground Trier and unable to turn around may be more dangerous than being trapped in that special Mirror World just now."

Yes...Lumian wholeheartedly agree.

If this were not the case, Montsouris Ghosts would have been cleared by Official Beyonder.

The two of them walked along Tunnel, which had only a little light, and each of them was prepared for possible attacks.

Not long after, they saw a Quarry Cavern, and a figure wearing a felt hat stood in the middle of the Cavern. The light was emitted from the Carbide Lamp in his hand.

"Uh..." Franca recognized it briefly and shouted, "Fernandez!"

She discovered that the figure was Smuggler Fernandez who was responsible for leading the way before.

And this seems to be the Quarry Cavern they asked the other party to wait for.

Fernandez turned around and asked in surprise and joy, "How did you come here?"

"I've been waiting for almost two quarters of an hour, but I still didn't see you. I even went to look for you where the footprints disappeared, but you didn't know where you went."

Lumian and Franca looked at each other and nodded to each other.

They did stay at that particular Mirror World for almost two quarters of an hour.

Franca walked towards Fernandez and explained casually, "We found some clues and followed them, but ended up looping back here. We were attacked on the way and Carbide Lamp was lost."

"What clue?" Fernandez was quite surprised.

Franca smiled:

"We will speak to Christo directly."

Smuggler Fernandez knew his identity, so he led the two of them back along the original route without asking any questions.

They climbed Auxiliary Shaft, turned into the underground part corresponding to Honest Market District, and came all the way to the Messy Street exit.

When the hawkers, children picking up fruit peels, Vagrant huddled in the corner, and pedestrians coming and going all caught sight of Lumian and Franca's Eyes, the two of them truly felt like they were leaving that weird space and returning to the real world.

After getting on the carriage sent by "Rat" Christo and waiting nearby, Lumian turned his attention to Franca and asked in a low voice, "What will we say later?"

--Fernandez and Coachman knew each other and sat next to him, not in the carriage.

Franca chuckled:

"Let's just say that we entered an unknown space, found some traces, and then escaped with my Mirror Magic.

"Other things have nothing to do with Christo."

In response to the good words, Lumian said nothing more, half-closed his eyes, and recalled all the experiences in that Special Mirror World.

The four-wheeled carriage quickly turned into Market Avenue, ran all the way to a place close to Susie Steam Train Station, and turned into the alley leading to Yard.

"Rat" Christo is waiting in the warehouse nearby.

Not long after, Lumian and Franca saw the smuggler who looked like Rat.

Christo came up and said with a smile, "Steam, thank you, Elken they are back!"

Elken...Franca's eyes narrowed and he blurted out. "Is the missing caravan back?"

Elken is the younger brother of Christo. He is responsible for managing the Smuggling Caravan. He also disappeared before. Franca still has his handkerchief on him for Divination.

Now he's back?

What the fuck is going on?

Christo smiled and nodded:

"Yes, that batch of goods is back too!

"They came back more than an hour ago."

More than an hour ago? Wasn't that the time when we found the place where the footprints disappeared and entered the Special Mirror World? Lumian frowned slightly, and one doubt after another arose in his heart.

That is to say, he has experienced more incredible things such as time Loop, Real Dream, etc., so he did not lose his temper like Franca.

Seeing Franca and Charles both looking surprised and confused, Christo smiled and said, "I'll let Elken tell you himself."

He immediately turned around, walked a few steps toward the warehouse door, and shouted loudly, "Elken, come out!"

Taking this opportunity, Franca tilted his head slightly, came close to Lumian's head, and whispered, "This is very strange..."

Lumian curled his lips and said in a lowered voice, "I even wonder if 'Rat' and the others have teamed up to set a trap for us, using the missing goods to lure us to Underground, allowing us to take the initiative to step into that dangerous space."

Franca looked him up and down and said funnyly, "Are you too distrustful of others?"

Lumian said flatly, "The basic salary of dancers makes 'Giant' and Baron Brignais both hate you, and I have taken the Breeze Ballroom that they both want.

"In other words, 'Rat' has no conflict of interest with us, so he will come forward."

Franca fell into deep thought and seriously considered the possibility of being murdered.

At this time, Lumian smiled:

"This is just a guess. There is no way to explain Mirror World's footprints and other traces."

As soon as he finished speaking, a man under thirty years old walked out of the warehouse.

This head is also not tall, only about 1.6 meters tall. Except for not having a Rat beard, it looks like another Christo.

"It's indeed Elken." Franca introduced Lumian in a low voice.

Then, she looked at Christo and Elken who came together and said, "Elken, what happened?"

Elken The dark blue Eyes showed a mixture of fear and joy:

"We walked into a strange world in Tunnel, and we couldn't get out. In the afternoon, when we were exploring the road, we suddenly went back to the original route."

Did our entry give them the opportunity to leave? Franca has a guess.

Lumian looked at Elken without any emotion in his eyes, as if he was sizing up an enemy who might bring Calamity to him.

What came to mind were the drops of blood left on the Mirror World ground. They gradually became denser from sparse, and finally dyed almost the entire area red.

Can a person who has shed so much blood really come back alive?

Franca obviously thought of this as well. He looked at Elken and said, "What happened to you there?"

Elken couldn't help but tremble a few times:

"We started bleeding for no reason, and by the end, many people were almost dead.

"Steam, we found the exit in time and recovered as soon as we came out."

Really? Franca saw that Elken with the picture Triangular Holy Emblem said everything was correct and could be explained, so he had to temporarily put away his doubts.

"Rat" Christo next to them glanced at them, smiled and invited, "No matter what, I need to thank you.

"Would you like to taste the most authentic Savoie Roast Chicken?"

"Okay." Lumian answered on behalf of Franca.

Christo then took out a bunch of Key and threw it to his younger brother Elken:

"You go to my office and get all the spices in there to the kitchen."

"Okay." Elken took the Key, climbed to the top floor along the iron stairs embedded in the outer wall of the warehouse, inserted one of the Keys into the door of Christo's office with his left hand, and twisted it open.

Franca was startled for a moment and said to himself, "I remember that Elken is accustomed to using his right hand..."

How could he open the door awkwardly with his left hand when he didn't take anything else?

Christo heard Franca's words and nodded in response. "Yes, he is on the right hand."