"Pleasure"

"Only death is eternal?"

Lumian and Jenna didn't quite understand what they were seeing and hearing, and both turned their gazes toward Franca.

After seeing Salent finish his greetings and prayers and leave the Basement, Franca watched as the image in the mirror went Pitch-Black, ending the Divination. She then remarked thoughtfully, "It seems to be someone from the ' Spiritualist Order.'"

"The Spiritualist Order and the Book"? Lumian had seen the name of this Concealment organization in Aurora's Witchcraft Notes, and knew that their Source were the royal family of the Balam Empire in the Southern Continent and the believers of the ancient "Death God". Their goal seemed to be to awaken or Resurrection That One "Death God", as well as to drive out the colonists and rebuild the Balam Empire.

Because Aurora's knowledge of the "Spiritualist Order" was very broad, lacking details such as famous figures and prayer methods, Lumian knew nothing else.

"The Spiritualist Order?" Jenna made no attempt to hide her lack of knowledge in this area.

Franca gave a brief account of the "Spiritualist Order," which was largely consistent with what Lumian knew.

She concluded, "In the Southern Continent, the ' Spiritualist Order ' and the ' Rose School ' are roughly equal in status, but they rarely perform blood sacrifices or create terrorist incidents. I have a fairly good impression of them. Of course, such Concealment organizations involving faith inevitably hold some Ritual, and the ' Spiritualist Order,' which attempts to Resurrection ' Death God, ' is no exception. Such Ritual always require Sacrifice."

"Yes, the current leader of the ' Spiritualist Order ' is a Half-God nicknamed the ' Pale Empress '."

"The Pale Empress"? If the "Spiritualist Order" and the "Rose School" are evenly matched, the "Pale Empress" is most likely Angel... Lumian raised his hand and rubbed his head, not having the energy to do any more analysis.

Jenna glanced in the direction of the "Highland Secret Potions" shop with a puzzled look:

"That Boss was from Intis. Why would he join the ' Spiritualist Order '?"

The "Spiritualist Order's" ideology was to drive out the colonizers and rebuild the Balam Empire, Intis was one of the colonizers who occupied West Balam.

If Salent were a commoner like Jenna living in Trier, without a clear concept of colonial interests, then joining the "Spiritualist Order" out of sympathy would be understandable. However, he had lived in the Southern Continent for more than a decade and had gained countless conveniences and benefits from his Intis identity, yet he would oppose a situation that was beneficial to him.

Franca muttered, "Who knows? There are too many possibilities. For example, being caught and forced to Convert, being controlled by Mysticism forces, being lured by benefits and sinking deeper and deeper until eventually becoming Devout believer, or being saved by a kind ' Death God ' follower and gradually changing one's perception."

"Regardless, it's quite clever of the ' Spiritualist Order ' to send a real Northern Continent person to the Stars Plateau to open a secret medicine shop, sell Mummy, and act as an informant; at least they won't be easily suspected."

Seeing that Lumian looked very tired, Franca didn't say anything more and found a hotel nearby, where she booked a room.

When Lumian awoke from his Slumber, Sunlight streamed through the Glass Window, illuminating the faces of Franca and Jenna at the table. High above, white clouds hung like cotton, and the blue sky was crystal clear.

Franca and Jenna were each munching on a spiced tortilla filled with chunks of beef and lamb, one skewering roasted onions, potatoes, corn, and various meats on a fork, with a drink wafting the sweet aroma of corn in front of them.

"You guys had a lot of fun, didn't you?" Lumian sat up and chuckled.

With food in her mouth, Franca mumbled, "It's a rare trip to the Stars Plateau, and things have gone well, so of course I need to relax."

"What's this called? This is called... this is called... damn it, never mind, you get the idea!"

She stammered for a long time but couldn't come up with the right words, so she finally gave up and focused on eating the pancake.

Jenna pointed to her right and said, "We brought you lunch."

It was a plate of pan-fried beef strips drizzled with red sauce and exuding a faint aroma of wine.

"I thought you'd be worried about the language barrier and wouldn't dare to go out." Lumian down and quickly filled her hungry stomach.

He had previously discovered that fewer locals could Intis language than could not, and that this "ability" was often limited to barely understanding and being able to communicate simply.

Franca swallowed the burrito in her mouth, took a sip of hot corn juice, and said, "Body language is a universal language."

Jenna chuckled and added, "I can't even describe how good Franca is at gesturing. She can even imitate pig noises, cow moos, and sheep bleats to tell the stall owners who don't understand Intis language what kind of meat she wants."

"However, the Nobles here are different from what I imagined; they seem more like people from the Northern Continent than fellow countrymen."

The three of them leisurely ate lunch, chatting about their experiences, just like they were on a real vacation.

Late Night, in the Honest Market District, at Lister Docks, inside the abandoned building that Lumian set on fire.

Fearing that a promotion within the Apartment would cause unusual Change and provoke unnecessary reactions from nearby residents, Franca heeded Lumian's advice and chose this secluded spot.

She quickly created the "Spirit Wall" and then took out the Mummy Ashes produced by Lumian's cremation.

Lumian and Jenna stood a little further away, watching Franca skillfully prepare the Potion before tilting their heads back and drinking it.

After a brief pause, Franca's face Distortion as if in extreme Pain.

Immediately afterwards, her Linen-Colored hair, which was tied in a ponytail, broke free from its restraints and floated up, supported by an invisible force, extending in all directions.

The hair grew more and more abundant, thicker and longer, and more and more ethereal, quickly filling the area enveloped by the "Spirit Wall," like Primeval Forest composed of fine threads.

Witnessing this scene, Jenna once again felt the magic and eeriness of the Potion.

With her hair obstructing their view, both she and Lumian lost sight of Franca and could only patiently wait for the anomaly to subside.

Perhaps it was only a few dozen seconds, perhaps more than two minutes, before they finally saw the blurred Linen-Colored hair disappear, and the rest shrink back into Franca's body.

Franca turned to the side with delight, looking at her two companions with her Lake-Colored Eyes, and said, "Things are going fairly well - Tu-Shuli."

"It will be very troublesome and difficult to get promoted after that."

For some reason, for the first time, Jenna felt that Franca's floral Lady’s shirt and her usual off -Ivory riding breeches suited her perfectly, outlining a kind of beauty that was hard to describe in words. Even Jenna, who was also Women, blushed and felt her ears burning. Lumian, on the other hand, felt a little unnatural and unnecessary heat and reaction.

After Franca had adjusted to the power of the "Pleasure Witch," Lumian and Jenna finally calmed down and felt that their feelings were much more normal.

After packing her things and dispelling the "Spirit Wall," Franca walked up to the two with a smile, her eyes bright, like a lake reflecting light.

"What kind of improvements are there?" Lumian asked without any hesitation.

We need to understand the basic situation before we can cooperate effectively!

Franca's Eyes lit up, and she said with a smile, "Guess."

"I'm not a ' Witch,' how am I supposed to guess?" Lumian frowned suddenly as soon as she finished speaking.

He felt his legs and body being Entanglement by something invisible!

Suddenly, crimson flames erupted from Lumian's body, igniting the strange creatures.

Only then did he and Jenna notice the invisible, thin lines that had been passively stained crimson; they resembled transparent Spider Silk.

"Now you know, right?" Franca chuckled, her eyes mischievously asking Lumian and Jenna, "Want to try something else?"

"Don't want!"

"Need not."

Jenna and Lumian both sensed something strange and answered in unison.

Franca then laughed and said, "Really, don't you want to try? I can give you real Pleasure through simple contact."

"Damn it!" Jenna instinctively took a step back and cursed.

Lumian looked at Franca, unable to tell whether the girl was playing a prank or had something to do with her.

Hmm, the target should be Jenna... I can't rule out the possibility that she'll embarrass me with a simple contact... As Lumian raced, Franca's expression turned serious, and she said very solemnly, "Besides the two I just mentioned, my ' Black Flame,' ' Frost,' ' Curse, ' and ' Mirror Magic ' abilities have all been effectively enhanced, and they can be combined with each other. For example, I can use Mirror to lock onto a target and rely on ' Black Flame ' to complete Curse. In addition to ' Mirror Substitute ' and ' Wand Substitute,' I now have witchcraft that can defend against fatal damage and provide initial healing."

"The abilities related to ' Assassin ' and ' Instigator ' have also been enhanced."

She spoke very briefly, only mentioning the general situation without going into details.

Lumian nodded, reflecting on Franca's behavior just now, and asked thoughtfully, "You have a similar Fascination ability?"

Franca smiled without saying a word.

After observing carefully for a while, Jenna made another discovery. Pointing at Franca, she said, "You're even more beautiful now!"

Individual facial features and the overall combination are already flawless, and there seems to be an overflowing radiance in her speech and behavior—a grand, flamboyant, and unpretentious beauty.

"Really?" Franca was also quite surprised.

Lumian couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his chin:

Will Lady "Sleeve Sword" still choose "Iron-Blooded Knight" when she advances from Sequence 5 4?

After saying goodbye to Franca and Jenna, on the way back to the Golden Rooster Inn, Lumian suddenly remembered something and asked in a low voice, "Termiboros, what is the name of the next Gift of ' The Contracted One '?"

Termiboros remained silent and did not answer.

Lumian immediately scoffed:

"It's alright, once I find the Parish Priest, he will tell me."

Although he wasn't entirely confident about capturing Guillaume Béné, he had to appear sufficiently confident at this point.

The day foretold in the Prophecy will come soon.

The intersection of Red Princess District, City Wall Street and White Horse Street.

Wearing a white shirt, Black Waistcoat, brown trousers, and strapless leather shoes, Lumian easily jumped off the Public Carriage, raised his head, and cast his gaze at the seemingly still-sleepy neighborhood ahead.