Choosing

On the hill southeast of Honest Market District, there is a Quarry that is still running.

After Lumian came out from Breeze Ballroom, I searched for the suitable Vagrant and finally came here.

At this time, it was getting dark, and people lighting lamps lit up the Gas Streetlamps all over the streets and alleys one after another. In comparison, the Quarrys that had finished their busy day were plunged into darkness, and no firelight could be seen.

On the ground part of Quarry, there are several gypsum furnaces, and around them, many Vagrant are lying on the ground.

Lumian gathered his energy, concentrated his attention, and observed their Fortune one by one.

Finally, he found a target that met his needs.

It was a Men Vagrant who had his back against a plaster furnace. His shirt, trousers and jacket were in tatters and were stained dark brown by the soil. His cheeks were sunken and he was so thin that he was almost out of shape. His hair and beard were messy and long, almost becoming one piece.

His eyes were half closed and his breathing was weak, giving people the feeling that he might die at any time.

According to the Fortune Lumian just observed, this Vagrant is indeed close to the end of his life and will pass away in the next two or three days.

He walked up to the opponent, squatted down, took out the bottle of gas named Mysticism Smelling Salts by Franca and got it from the perverted Hedsey, unscrewed the cap, and put Past towards the target's nose.

--He and Franca have distributed Rentas's "relics". The drug and coins worth 212 Felkine belong to him, and the rest belong to Franca.

Ah sneeze!

Then Vagrant sneezed twice and opened his eyes.

He looked weakly at Lumian who was wearing blue Worker Uniform and dark Flat Cap on his head, and asked in confusion, "Who are you, what do you want to do?"

Lumian replied calmly, "I am a worker passing by. I feel that you are about to die. I came up to confirm."

That Vagrant didn't think there was any problem with Lumian's explanation, because after Republic of Intis found Corpse lying dead outside, he could get a certain bonus whether he reported it to the government department or the two Church, so that the corresponding personnel could clean it up in time or send Corpse to be burned into ashes.

The bonus was not much, just 1 Felkine, but for the lower class people, no matter how small the additional income was, it was still a surprise.

Vagrant's beard trembled on his face, as if he was trying hard to squeeze out a smile:

"Your guess is not wrong. I also feel that I am about to die. Please come and take a look in the next two days to avoid being robbed of your bonus."

Perhaps it was the excitement from Mysticism Smelling Salts, or perhaps the topic of death made Vagrant briefly excited. His speech was no longer choppy, and his words became clearer.

"Do you still have family?" Lumian squatting in front of Vagrant put away Mysticism Smelling Salts and asked casually.

Vagrant was silent for a few seconds and slowly shook his head:

"No more, no more.

"If you like my clothes, take them away when I die."

"All your family members have died?" Lumian asked about this matter.

The beard on Vagrant's face swayed with the twisting of his muscles, and his voice revealed the inability to Concealment Pain:

"Dead, they are all dead. Neither of my parents lived past the age of forty-five. My brother died in the war a few years ago. My sister died of illness. Her child became a child laborer. He became hunched at the age of ten and died from exhaustion in the textile industry Factory..."

Vagrant didn't seem to be answering Lumian's question, but more like reminiscing about the past before he died. He continued talking:

"I was originally a Quarry worker, and they all praised me for my strength. Later, a gentleman thought that I was very diligent and able to endure hardships. How could I let Detonator go after Church, No matter what, my salary increased and my life began to get better. I had a wife who could also endure hardships and had three lovely children. But in the end, only one survived, and that was my little Angel, my daughter.

"The year everyone protested against food prices, my body suddenly collapsed and I fell seriously ill.

"My wife and my daughter spent a lot of money and owed a lot of debt, and finally cured me, but I also lost my job. We were forced by loan sharks every day. My little Angel was forcibly taken away by them. My wife and I were looking for her everywhere like crazy. After a few weeks, we saw her Corpse. She couldn't stand the torture of those men and ended her life.

"My wife wanted to go find Police, but they beat her to death and threw her somewhere unknown. I was also beaten unconscious Past, but she didn't die and is still alive today..."

Lumian listened quietly and asked in a low voice, "What is your wish?"

Then Vagrant laughed "haha":

"Wish?

"My biggest wish is that when I first got that illness, I could have died within a few days."

Lumian m•hetushu. com•com was silent for a moment and said, "You don't want revenge?"

The Vagrant said with a dazed look in his eyes, "Those loan sharks were killed by other Gang, and now several other groups are doing the loan sharks."

He finally remembered Lumian's question just now, and said in an erratic voice, "If I die waiting, I think, I want to eat another Meat Pie. I remember those years, every weekend, my wife would buy meat by herself, add Flax seeds and vinegar, make a meat sauce, and put it into pancakes. My daughter loves it very much, and I also like it..."

Lumian nodded, stood up, and walked towards the street below the hill.

About three-quarters of an hour later, he returned to the plaster furnace with a Rouen meat pie that exuded a rich aroma.

Vagrant seemed to be about to fall into coma again, and Lumian once again used Mysticism Smelling Salts to wake him up.

Vagrant sneezed a few times, took Rouen Meat Pie with a straight look, and quickly chewed it, his beard was stained with a layer of oil.

After eating less than half of it, he gasped and asked with a smile, "Young man, what do you want to do?"

"I will give you a knife later. It may cause you to die tonight." Lumian said straightforwardly.

Then Vagrant laughed and asked weakly, "Aren't you afraid of Police?"

"I'm not afraid of death. I should have died long ago, you know? Every winter, I sleep in the gypsum furnace here. After running for a day, it retains a comfortable warmth that will last until Sun is about to rise. However, the remaining gas inside is poisonous and may make me die in my dreams. I haven't waited."

Lumian smiled:

"I don't think those Polices would care how a Vagrant died as long as it wasn't obviously murdered."

The Vagrant said nothing, ate all the remaining Rouen Meat Pie, and burped.

After more than ten seconds, he adjusted his sitting posture and said, "You can start."

Lumian took out "Fallen Mercury" with the pattern Evil and layered it, and used it to stab the back of Vagrant's hand.

A little blood spilled out, staining the tip of the knife red.

At the same time, Lumian saw the Illusory Long River of Mercury-Colored.

His purpose in finding Near-Death Vagrant is to exchange for a more practical Destiny!

This is not to say that the Destiny of "Encounter Montsouris Ghosts" is not powerful. On the contrary, it can achieve the effect of Certain Death or even kill the whole family on many human beings, and it is very sustainable. But the problem is that it causes It takes a long time to work - Exchange Destiny can often complete it within a few minutes, but when Montsouris Ghosts will find the target is purely random, maybe ten or twenty minutes later, it will launch the attack, maybe it will take three or four months.

In other words, Destiny in "Encounter Montsouris Ghosts" is not suitable for raids or encounters.

Moreover, with the experience and lessons brought by the death of Margot, Lumian's target of Hunting this time "Black Scorpion" Roger will definitely be wary of similar things. Once he is stabbed by "Fallen Mercury" and does not die directly, he will most likely ask "Lady Moon" for help. Lumian is not sure whether Lady, who That One really owns Divinity, can prevent Montsouris Ghosts. If he can, then his action will completely fail.

Based on this consideration, he planned to exchange Destiny from "Encounter Montsouris Ghosts" in advance and choose Destiny, which was more effective in raids and assassinations, in order to make "Black Scorpion" and Roger die suddenly on the spot without being able to seek help.

As his thoughts flashed, Lumian "saw" one picture after another:

That is Vagrant who is sleeping in the gypsum furnace, that is Vagrant who was beaten into coma, that is Vagrant who just fainted recently, and that is Vagrant who was kneeling in front of her daughter Corpse who was completely alert The Vagrant that collapsed was the Vagrant who shared his homemade Meat Pie with his wife and daughter. That was the Vagrant that carefully measured and constantly checked and finally placed the explosive...

Lumian did not try to provoke Vagrant Predestination Destiny which will die within two or three days. It is too heavy and cannot be pried by "Fallen Mercury". Even "Fortune Transfer" cannot move such Destiny away.

The only way Lumian can think of is to use "Substitution", find a death row prisoner to replace Vagrant, live as him for a period of time until he is recognized by the people around him, and then complete Ritual, using the death row prisoner's death Replacement Vagrant's death, but this would take two to three weeks or even longer to prepare, and it was simply too late.

Lumian, who has a lot of experience, made a brief distinction and chose the part Destiny in which Vagrant fainted Past recently due to physical collapse.

It broke away from the long river of Mercury-Colored, condensed into a drop of liquid, and penetrated into the blade of "Fallen Mercury". In contrast, the Destiny of "encountering Montsouris Ghosts" was transferred to the Vagrant from the very beginning.

Lumian took back the silver-black Evil Dagger. It was clean and not stained with any blood. The wound on the back of Vagrant's hand was very shallow, and it seemed that it would scab over in a short time.

"That's it?" Vagrant asked in confusion.

He was ready to be killed on the spot.

"Yes." Lumian stood up and left the hill.

When Late Night arrived, Vagrant, who had shrunk into the gypsum furnace, suddenly twitched several times and suffocated to death.

Opposite 126 Market Avenue.

Back here, Lumian is leaning against a shadow without Gas Streetlamp, looking towards the target building.

Beside him, Franca wearing Black Robe and Hood walked out of the darkness.

"How is it?" Lumian asked, turning his head to the side without being surprised at all.