The root of the problem

Upon hearing Charlotte's additional words, Lumian finally understood where the problem lay.

When he first arrived in the Market District and attempted the "Summoning Dance," he summoned Suzanne Matisse, who had been drawn to Charlie, to his room.

At that moment, Suzanne was clearly eager to possess the creature, but in the end, she instinctively sensed the danger within the seal and did not take action. This was similar to the state of the strange creatures that Lumian had summoned before; it seemed that they only dared to possess him when he gave a forced command.

Therefore, Lumian didn't think there was anything wrong with it at the time, and when he later encountered Suzanne Matisse again and learned more about the Bliss Society, he didn't connect the two things.

And now, he finally realized what he had overlooked:

Suzanne Mattis is fundamentally different from the strange creatures he previously recruited!

The difference is not that she belongs to the Sequence 5 Evil Spirit who failed to attain Divinity, but that she possesses Library and can think, and even though Rationality is very extreme and stubborn, she can still lead a Concealment organization to develop normally!

When such Evil Spirit senses the extremely dangerous power sealed within Lumian, even if it cannot immediately discern that it is the Corruption of Angel-Level, it will leave with doubt and seek revelation from the Evil God it worships!

Once she roughly understood the situation, for the Evil God's followers who loved and were skilled in rituals, Lumian was roughly equivalent to Angel-Level with only Low-Sequence power, was extremely tempting, no less so than a "Miser" encountering a hundred million Felkine discarded on the street.

If it weren't for Lumian's quick wit in briefly stunning Suzanne Matisse with "Fallen Mercury" and Bluff when she reappeared, and the arrival of the Official Beyonder, the matter might have ended there.

Charlie, an Ordinary Person, managed to descend from the fifth floor and reach Lumian's door to ask for help, even though Suzanne Matisse, a Sequence 5, had made a threat and hadn't left yet. It seems that he had more than just good luck.

You can't trust what an "Actor" says or the emotions they express, especially those "Actor" who are exceptionally good-looking!

In Charlotte Calvino's highly theatrical narration, Lumian is constantly observing his surroundings, trying to use his "Hunter's" strengths to find an exit from this strange space.

But apart from the gnarled tree roots that cover the earth, the slowly growing brown-green Giant Tree, and the Blue Sky and White Clouds that resemble Oil Painting, there is nothing else here.

In this environment, the Pyromaniac's Danger Sense made Lumian no longer hesitate. He pulled out his right hand, which had been tightly gripping Mr. K's fingers, and threw it into the air.

Almost simultaneously, the semi-illusory Crimson Fire Raven that had gathered around him flew out, each tracing a graceful arc, heading towards the illusory scene where Charlotte Calvino was currently standing and the mist of the Past on the surrounding branches.

Charlotte walked out of the Grand Palace scene, which seemed to depict Emperor Roselle's affair, and arrived at the White Maple Palace from the time of the Sauron Royal Family. There, an Beyonder had been turned into Men by Potion but whose sexual orientation had not changed was observing the spouses of the Nobles ladies.

The rumbling sound continued, and Charlotte easily dodged the Fire Raven ' attacks. The several Past scenes shrouded in mist remained unshaken, seemingly without any physical form. However, the brown-green branches that supported them showed some charring and burn marks.

This "Shadow Tree" is still a tree at its core, and it can still be ignited by Flames!

The only problem was that Lumian's Fire Raven did it very little damage.

At that moment, Mr. K's fingers exploded like a bomb, turning into rain of blood and flesh that fell on Lumian, draping him in a Hood, Blood-Colored Robe.

To Lumian's slight disappointment, Mr. K did not appear immediately. He wondered if it took time for him to sense Mr. K's presence or if the "Shadow Tree" had severed all connection between this space and the real world.

Charlotte stepped into a dreamlike scene of heavy rain, where several naked people were running wildly. Her white silk Long Dress was soaked through, clinging tightly to her body and outlining her exceptionally beautiful figure.

She smiled at Lumian, her Lake-Colored Eyes carrying a hint of timid innocence and purity.

Lumian's mind went blank for a moment, and he felt a Flames spread from his head to his lower body.

His heart was filled with longing. He ran wildly among the gnarled tree roots, rushing towards the giant, brown-green Giant Tree, towards the irresistibly alluring Charlotte Calvino.

Charlotte stopped wandering through different illusory scenes. She stood on a branch near the bottom, leaning against the brownish-green trunk, her body trembling slightly, looking pitiful as if she wanted to hide but had nowhere to escape.

Lumian's eyes were bloodshot, his gaze fixed on Charlotte's bright eyes, moist lips, swan-like neck, and curvaceous body, making it almost impossible for him to think.

Therefore, he did not see Charlotte's abdomen and legs sinking into the brownish-green trunk, nor did he see a crack appear there from which a huge, wet Flowers grew.

The Flowers was a vibrant red, slowly unfolding, as if it had transformed into a giant mouth, waiting for its prey to come to it.

Lumian ran up to Charlotte and pounced on her.

Charlotte couldn't help but smile.

Just then, a muffled explosion came from Lumian's right pocket.

Boom!

Beneath the Blood-Colored Robe, a burst of Flames erupted, tearing open the pocket and igniting the shirt, causing Lumian's waist to be Impact and instantly generating unavoidable pain.

Lumian's eyes regained some clarity, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed Charlotte's wrists, maintaining a final distance between himself and the wet cluster of flowers.

Knowing all along that the "Mother Tree of Desire's" Gift could arouse different desires, how could he not be wary of Charlotte's "seduction"?

In order to avoid alerting the other party in advance and to set a trap, he did not directly soak the cloth strip in Mysticism Smelling Salts and stuff it into his nose, nor did he reverse the Dagger as usual, waiting to stab himself when the two clashed to regain some sobriety—in the current situation, this method was not very reliable, because Charlotte might not necessarily let him pounce on her.

Therefore, Lumian chose to create a small Fireball with Delayed Explosion inside his pocket while holding Mr. K's fingers!

If it remains unaffected and the Fireball is about to explode, he will choose to deactivate it and create a new one.

Small Fireball do little damage to him; they mainly awaken him through pain.

As for the resulting burns, Lumian didn't care at all.

The Pyromaniac isn't afraid of this!

In an instant, Lumian grabbed Charlotte's wrist and saw a flash of fear on her face.

Immediately afterwards, two snake-like crimson Flames shot out from Lumian's palms, burning along Charlotte's arm towards her body and then towards her head.

Charlotte instinctively tilted her head back, letting out a painful groan as her skin quickly turned black.

Just as Lumian was about to ignite her completely, he suddenly had a strong Danger Sense.

He tried to pull Charlotte to one side, but she seemed to have become one with the brown-green Giant Tree, and no matter how much force Lumian used, he could not pull her away.

Lumian had no choice but to give up and lunge to his right.

With a muffled thud, a brownish-green tree trunk, as thick as an open wine glass, fell from the sky and pierced the ground full of gnarled roots like a javelin, its tail shaking violently.

Lumian raised his head and looked up, where he saw Suzanne Matisse, whose body was covered in long, turquoise hair, with emerald green Eyes and red lips.

She appeared slightly transparent, standing within the dense, ethereal Canopy, Fusion into it.

Both the brownish-green trunk and the surface of the extending branches are now covered with large, wet, pale-colored flowers growing and blooming.

Inside the tan-colored four-story building housing the Parliament Parliamentarian’s Office on Market Avenue.

Standing in the corner Jenna watched Hugues Artois, accompanied by his Secretary Rhone and others, carrying a glass of champagne and dressed smartly as they moved among the banquet attendees. Sometimes he comforted them, sometimes he made Promise, and sometimes he gave impromptu speeches of only a few words, earning sincere gratitude, undisguised reliance, and instinctive flattery.

This suddenly reminded Jenna of a question Lumian had once asked her:

"Do you want to sit here and watch the murderers who killed your mother and your happiness drink champagne, throw Ball, and bring more families to a breakup?"

Jenna's hands clenched into fists involuntarily, and she revealed an overwhelming Pain upon learning the truth.

But she knew she couldn't act impulsively; she had to be patient.

Because if you go through the proper channels, you can't take down a Member of Parliament without sufficient evidence. And if you want to seek Justice on your own, the other party has several Beyonder have received the Gift of Evil God by their side, as well as Official Beyonder and armed personnel providing protection.

We can only endure and wait for the future!

The Golden Rooster Inn was covered in vines and Vines, and everything inside was brown and green.

Franca stood near the stairwell, her face flushed, her eyes brimming with tears, struggling to suppress the intense desire that surged within her.

With trembling right hand, she pulled out the bottle of Mysticism Smelling Salts she had obtained from Rentas, unscrewed the cap, and brought it to her nose.

Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!

Franca sneezed several times, finally overcoming her desires and regaining much of her Rationality.

She quickly looked around and found that Lumian, who should have been a few steps away, was nowhere to be seen.

After observing the unusual Change in the hotel and surrounding streets, which were shrouded by the Giant Tree, and noticing that the Canopy became increasingly ethereal as it rose higher, as if extending into some unreal world, Franca gritted her Teeth and made a decision.

She took out two things.

Those were two Tarot Cards.

One is the Two of Cups, depicting a man and a woman facing each other, holding cups in greeting, with a staff Entanglement with two snakes in the center;

One of the front depicts an angel blowing a trumpet to guide the Angel of the dead.

"Judgement" sign!