Insidious

Gardner·Martin opened the car door, walked out, faced Lumian, and gave him a cordial and warm hug.

Oh, your attitude changed in an instant...Lumian hugged back and started to sneer at the same time.

After hugging each other for two seconds, Gardner·Martin loosened his arms and said with a smile, "From now on, we are real brothers."

Real brother? Can I inherit the inheritance if you die? Lumian, whose mental state has improved significantly and has successfully passed the difficult "test", has been holding back the ridicule and dare not say it at this time.

"You are still my Boss." He showed his loyalty habitually.

In his opinion, although such a performance is indeed a bit exaggerated and does not make people feel too sincere, it would not work without it.

Gardner·Martin laughed:

"From now on, you can call me 'Chief' when no one else is around."

"Chief..." Lumian thinks this title is a bit strange.

"Iron and Blood Cross Order" is the Concealment organization, not the army.

Gardner·Martin did not explain, but smiled slightly and said, "At eight o'clock tonight, come to Springwater Street Number 11, and we will hold your initiation Ritual."

After speaking, he patted Lumian on the shoulder:

"Now take a good rest."

Lumian said "hmm", bid farewell to Savoie Gang's Boss, returned all the way to Golden Rooster Inn, and closed the curtains of Room 207.

It was already past Six in the Morning, and he didn't need to catch up on his sleep at all. He sat down in front of Wooden Table, and began to write a letter to "Magician" Lady. He told the whole story about last night's experience and Termiboros's performance, and finally asked how to report this matter to Mr. K.

--Lumian obviously can't avoid the weird "abnormality" erosion in that abandoned building purely by himself. He must find a suitable reason to explain to Mr. K so that he can believe it without revealing that he has the seal of Mr. "The Fool" and a Angel from the field of Fate.

After neatly folding the letter paper, Lumian arranged Ritual, summoning That One "Doll" Messenger wearing a light Golden skirt.

Messenger lowered his head, saw the letter in the form of a block, and nodded with satisfaction.

While letting the letter float, she said to Lumian, "Someone is still monitoring you."

Ah? I didn't notice it at all... The level of tracking, Concealment and observation is very high... Lumian, as a "Hunter", has strong anti-tracking ability, and Change is also very sensitive to the surrounding environment. He didn't even notice that the monitors were still there!

Subordinate of Mr. K? No, Miss Messenger can remind me specifically that she should not be "Aurora Order"... The monitors sent by Gardner·Martin have not left yet, even though I have passed the "test" and suffered that kind of abnormal erosion? Indeed Actually, after what happened last night and after receiving the membership notice from Gardner·Martin, now is the stage where I am least vigilant and can easily let down my guard and expose problems... Damn, it's so insidious! Only then did Lumian realize that he is still too young and not cautious enough compared to Gardner·Martin.

If he Acting had not stayed up all night, suffered cruel torture, and needed a rest, it would have been an inevitable development to close the curtains and sleep, and now it has aroused the suspicion of the monitors.

Similarly, he was also fortunate that "Magician", Lady and Messenger seemed to be very strong and would not be discovered by monitors.

After sending "Doll" Messenger away, he lay on the bed and waited for a while, Lumian received a reply:

"As a Concealment organization with a history of two to three hundred years, 'Iron and Blood Cross Order' is bound to be impossible for people to join so easily, but actively asking new members to accept Corruption is not consistent with the 'test' I originally understood.

"It seems that in these years, 'Iron and Blood Cross Order' has indeed undergone some unoptimistic changes. You don't have to rush to figure out why this is the case. Take it step by step. Preserving yourself in a short period of time is the most important thing.

"Termiboros took the initiative to provide help and warning. On the one hand, he didn't want you to suffer Corruption or die directly, which would affect him. On the other hand, he was probably trying to change and gain your trust, and his true purpose was revealed at the critical moment.

"You need to always keep in mind that Angel of Evil God is Madman in the true sense, which will definitely bring disaster and trouble to you and the people around you. You must always be alert, both to use it and to be on guard against it.

"Mr. K is easy to handle. Just say that you recited Honorific Name of That One at the critical moment, and miraculously you were not affected by Corruption.

"Don't worry that he will ask about the existence of That One to confirm its authenticity. This is something that Devout believers will not do. Moreover, even if That One exists itself, it may not be certain whether he has responded to your prayers."

This...Lumian was a little confused when I saw it at the end.

Deity himself doesn't know whether he has responded to a certain believer?

Isn't this too ridiculous?

In an instant, Lumian remembered something that "Magician" Lady once said:

If you pray to Mr. "The Fool" with a description other than Three-Part Honorific Name, she does not guarantee that the answer will be That One Great Ones, which would be very dangerous.

A situation like this? The knowledge involving Deity is really hard to understand, and if you make any mistakes, you may fall into a situation more tragic than death... Will Aurora be like this too? The more Lumian thinks about it, the more he thinks about it.

In the past few days, he has been carefully sorting out Witchcraft Notes of Aurora, excerpting all the content in the two time periods circled by "Justice" Lady I copied it down, started to do more detailed research, and planned to show it to "Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society"'s Vice President, "Hella" and Lady when I have the opportunity.

--Franca has read the corresponding content and found no doubtful details. Those are not very conventional Mysticism knowledge, but ordinary spells, which can only be cast by "Warlock" or Beyonder in the corresponding field. The two of them cannot practice them.

The only thing she and Lumian have a problem with is that since the beginning of this year, Aurora's Witchcraft Notes has included a lot of Rituals involving sacrifices and Mysticism E knowledge, they are all obtained from "Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society", but they do not point to which Evil God or Hidden Being, which is a relatively basic type of application.

A ball of Crimson Flames rose up and burned the letter in Lumian's palm.

He lay down and pretended to sleep, but actually let his thoughts spread, thinking about Witchcraft Notes's problem and what to do next.

For him, the most important thing is that the one-month deadline given by "Prophecy" is approaching, and Parish Priest Guillaume·Béné will appear somewhere in Red Princess District.

Hillside District, Deep Valley Monastery entrance.

Dressed in typical Bounty Hunter clothes, and even adding two beards to himself, Franca pretending to be Men pressed his head against Medium-Height Silk Top Hat, and sighed to Jenna next to him, "I really don't have any clues at all."

Jenna wears White Shirt, a brown waistcoat and dark trousers, a pair of black short boots that reach the calf, and a brown knitted beret on his head. He has no black moles on his face, nor does he wear smoky makeup. He only slightly modified his eyes, nose and mouth to make himself look more ordinary.

She looked at the iron Black Building with its unique shape and extensive use of steel components and the giant chimneys that looked like Spire. She always felt that she was not coming to a "God of Steam and Machinery" Church Monastery, but a special Factory.

At this time, those chimneys were spewing out white smoke, accompanied by huge mechanical roars.

"The main reason is that those Monks are unwilling to contact outsiders..." Jenna responded in frustration.

In the past few days, like other Bounty Hunter and Private Detective, they were only allowed to enter the First Layer courtyard and could only ask the new Gatekeeper and a few other servants.

The hard-working Monkss only provided a list of confessions from the corresponding personnel.

Franca looked away, clucked his lips and said, "This matter must not be easy, otherwise Official Beyonder would have investigated and found out the truth long ago.

"Since there are no clues in Monastery, let's take a look around."

"Okay." Jenna lacks experience in how to investigate similar things, and is still at the stage of Imitation and Franca's learning.

The two of them "walked" around Monastery located in the valley, and from time to time they met some investigators who were attracted by the high bounty.

After walking for nearly a quarter of an hour, they saw the mountain wall that had shown signs of collapse and had grown new trees.

There is a Cave on the side of the mountain wall. The Cave is sealed by the heavy Wooden Door. There is a man in his forties sitting next to him in a sheltered place.

He was flipping through old newspapers with comic strips and making happy sounds from time to time, with a string of Brass-Colored and Key hanging around his waist.

"What is this place?" Franca walked away Past, his voice deliberately hoarse.

The middle-aged man in simple and even slightly shabby clothes raised his head, looked at Franca's face, and frowned slightly.

His eyes quickly moved to Jenna, and his expression relaxed:

"This is the entrance to Deep Valley Quarry.

"I am Gatekeeper."

"Why is there a door and it's locked?" Jenna saw the real Quarry south of Market District.

"This place has been abandoned. It may collapse at any time. We can't let those brave enough to pull Tiger's tail in." Gatekeeper of Deep Valley Quarry explained with a smile.

"Isn't this connected to Underground Trier?" Franca asked.

Quarry Gatekeeper shook his head:

"It's almost completely collapsed. Why? I'm about to lose my job!"

After saying that, he looked at Jenna and said with a flattering smile, "Would you like to take over the business? I'll give you money and do it with me once."

You Trier people...Franca "tsk tsk" and shake your head.

Jenna rejected the other party with his words.

8pm, Springwater Street Number 11.

Lumian was led by Butler Faustino of Gardner·Martin, passed through Lawn and the hall, and came to a room without windows.

There is a dining table here, but the surrounding layout is not like this Villa Restaurant. It is very simple, even empty.

Lumian simply scanned around and found three rows of things on the dining table. The first row was various tableware, the second row was cups and bottles, and the third row was prepared dishes and unlit Candle.

They are strictly symmetrical and form three parallel straight lines.