The purpose of the visit

Hella said in her distinctly cold voice, "There's no need to worry. As I said, our Society is a very loose organization. Apart from a few members who have close private communication, we only meet two to four times a year, and that's under the guise of it."

"Your Older Sister is usually quite relaxed at gatherings like this, which is probably similar to how she usually interacts with you. She's just careful to protect her real-life information, so you can definitely Acting."

"And you're definitely familiar with many of the special words and phrases we use when we communicate. Given your relationship with your Older Sister, she wouldn't deliberately hide them from you or avoid using them."

"Yes." Lumian's mood suddenly dipped. "She would also explain the specific meaning to me, and tell me it was said by a Philosopher from her Homeland or by Emperor Roselle."

After listening, Hella said, "If you really have the chance to Acting of a ' Muggle ' and communicate with the members of the Society, you don't need to deliberately mention the words spoken by the Philosopher from your Homeland. Just talk about the rest."

"Should we add ' Emperor Roselle once said'?" Lumian discussed the details seriously.

Although he lacks the key item and is unlikely to truly impersonate Aurora, and the "Face of Niser" is essentially an illusion that would be easily seen through by Beyonder with the corresponding abilities—even if the other party is just Sequence 9 "Mystery Pryer," they would be able to tell that he is not Women and therefore cannot be a "Muggle"—he still hopes to try. Who knows if he will have the opportunity to obtain a "Transformation with less negative consequences in the future.

As for the Mysticism Makeup of "Mystery-Peering Glasses," given that one's face must be concealed at parties, it cannot give people any psychological suggestion, and it cannot change gender, even if it is just a disguised gender change.

Hella was unusually silent for a few seconds, her cheek muscles twitching slightly.

"If you really have the opportunity to Acting, try not to add anything, because you can't accurately grasp when to add something and when not to."

"You just need to remember one thing: other members often use the prefix ' Emperor Roselle once said' to liven things up or make everyone laugh."

Why does it feel like Emperor Roselle's image in the "Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society" isn't very good... Well, not really, more like Actor... Speaking of which, Aurora seems to be like that too. Whenever she's in a bad mood, if I deliberately say "Emperor Roselle said," she usually feels a bit better, and sometimes she even bursts out laughing... Lumian doesn't quite understand the mentality of the members of the "Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society," but because he has to pretend he doesn't know their biggest secret, he doesn't press the matter.

He planned to ask Franca what happened if he remembered later.

Hella continued, "If you attend a party, just remember to listen more and talk less. Don't get deeply involved in discussions unless you're sure you can handle it. When others bring up the past, change the subject if you can, or just give a perfunctory answer. And if you can act Personality a ' Muggle ' in front of you, you'll be able to Acting her very well."

Lumian pondered for a moment:

"This is merely a disguise in appearance and demeanor. Your Society should have no shortage of Beyonder skilled in Divination or possessing strong intuition; they would easily discover that I am not my Older Sister."

"No, quite the opposite, they can prove you're a ' Muggle '." Hella gave Lumian an answer he hadn't expected.

His undisguised astonishment and surprise were evident as Hella explained in detail, "First of all, most of us don't understand the realities of the other members' situations, so we can't make very effective Divination or Prophecy;

"Secondly, having some knowledge of your Older Sister, I used an object to Divination her condition, but the result was uncertain whether she was alive or dead, as if I had encountered a very strong Anti-Divination."

This... Lumian was taken aback at first, but then he understood the general reason:

According to the "Magician" Lady, Aurora is not completely dead yet and still has a glimmer of hope for Resurrection. However, her Soul Fragments are sealed by the "The Fool" gentleman, and normal Divination cannot bypass the seal to glimpse Aurora's true state, thus exhibiting a very strong Anti-Divination effect.

Hella took another sip of Triple Espresso Limo Coffee:

"And most importantly, after meeting you today, my spiritual intuition tells me that if I were to ' Divination ' or ' Prophecy ' Aurora in person, the result would point to you."

"What?" Lumian almost blurted out.

He quickly looked down at his left chest and said with a bitter smile, "Perhaps this is because a fragment of my Older Sister's Soul Fragments is preserved in me and the _book_ in some strange way."

At this point, Lumian let out a long sigh:

"What a pity..."

After listening to Hella's analysis, he felt that he could really take his Older Sister's place in the "Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society" without being discovered.

He really wanted to do that, so that he could support Franca's actions, allowing her to avoid taking risks alone, and also form a coordinated effort, with one in the open and the other in the shadows, so that the person with the problem would come out on their own and fall into the trap.

At the same time, Lumian can also learn more about Aurora through those gatherings.

Unfortunately, he didn't possess the "Transformation" to fake a change of gender, height, or body shape.

After a brief silence, Hella reiterated her promise to follow up on the April Fool's Day questions.

Then, quite frankly, she said, "I came to Trier this time to search for something Depths in that Catacombs. Do you know anything about it?"

Depths into the Catacombs? Lumian was startled and warned, "It's dangerous there."

He was grateful for Lady's Hella guidance in her letters and her suggestion just now. He recounted everything he knew about the Catacombs and the strange phenomena he had witnessed, concluding, "For some reason, I'm the only one who remembers that Couple. Everyone else acted as if they had never existed. Hmm, That One Catacombs Administrator named Kendall probably noticed something too, but just pretended not to."

Hella listened quietly, neither surprised nor taken aback, and then asked, "Have you heard of the ' Samaritan Woman Spring '?"

"I heard it from a charlatan..." Lumian frowned, trying to recall Aosta Roul's account, "He said the ' Samaritan Woman Spring ' on the Catacombs is fake, just a puddle left from a construction error, packaged as a legend by the caretakers, but Depths within the Underground World, in some ancient Library, lies the real Spring of Forgetting, the Spring of Oblivion."

Hella didn't comment on Lumian's statement, but nodded slightly and said, "Thank you."

After thanking her, she finished her remaining Triple Espresso, stood up, and walked towards the entrance of the Little Calf Café.

As she left her seat, the deep, quiet feeling vanished abruptly, and the Sunlight seemed to illuminate the area once more.

Lumian sat for a while longer, finished his Macael Coffee, and then walked along the Old Street toward Inferno Square, intending to take Public Carriage back to the Market District.

After passing the "Different from the Rest" Dance Hall and the "Alone" Bar, Lumian suddenly heard a clear, tinkling sound.

A thought struck him, and he turned halfway to look Past, just in time to see a familiar figure walk into the "Alone" Bar, which had just opened.

The figure wore a light-colored, sheer Long Dress, a small round hat decorated with silk Flowers, and two small silver bells hanging from her intricate hairstyle. Similar items were also found on her dark boots.

Lya... Lya from the Eighth Bureau... Lumian recognized the person as Lya, the official investigator who had entered his Dream.

She was supposed to belong to the Leiston Province Branch of the Eighth Bureau, but now she was in Trier, entering that somewhat strange "Alone" Bar.

The "Different from the Rest" Dance Hall is dangerous. Could the "Alone" Bar be a base used by the Eighth Bureau to monitor the other side? After looking away, Lumian continued forward nonchalantly.

Back at the Breeze Ballroom, before Lumian could even rest, he was summoned by his Boss Gardner Martin, to Number 11 Memorial Hall District Springwater Street.

In the room filled with rows of bookshelves, Gardner Martin, dressed in a light-colored shirt and Dark Trousers, smiled quite well and said, "I heard from Franca that you've already completed your revenge?"

Lumian felt that his Boss was radiating a strange excitement, as if he had been too happy before and had not yet completely calmed down.

He answered frankly, "Yes, I have killed Guillaume Béné, thanks to the help of ' Red Boots ' and Jenna, as well as the Information Broker Anthony Reid whom I hired."

He didn't hide it from the Participant; the Boss couldn't be fooled, since they relied on "Rat" Christo and his pets to communicate with each other.

Gardner Martin nodded slightly and said, "Your efficiency is higher than I expected."

"Franca didn't explain in enough detail. Could you tell me more about the situation?"

Lumian did not conceal the true nature of the "Sinners" organization, but instead demonstrated Guillaume Béné's various abilities by describing their specific effects.

Gardner Martin listened attentively, then asked thoughtfully, "What Sequence do you think Guillaume Béné's strength is equivalent to?"

Lumian answered without hesitation, "Sequence 5."

Gardner Martin fell silent for a moment before saying, "I called you here because I have a task for you."

"What mission?" Lumian didn't hide his curiosity.

Gardner Martin smiled again:

"It's simple. Go to the Mechanical Café in the Opera District and contact a literary and artistic organization called ' Black Cat '."

"I have no artistic talent," Lumian very honestly.

Gardner Martin laughed and said, "You don't need any artistic talent; you're mainly acting as a patron and befriending one of the members of ' Black Cat.'"

His Ancestors held the title of Count, and he liked to refer to himself as such.

"Yes, his name is Puyfer Soren."