Lie

Lumian did not touch Silver-White's mask immediately, opened the letter paper, and read the beautiful font that was different from "Magician" Lady:

"This is the promised reward.

"'Lie':

"It allows you to truly Change yourself, adjust your body within a certain range, and change your height.

"At the same time, it also allows you to control Flames like 'Magician', deflect damage, and has a good Danger Sense to improve your balance and agility.

"Its appearance can be changed at will, and it can be whatever you want it to be.

"When you wear it, your emotions will be amplified. You must know how to control yourself, otherwise there will be big problems.

"Also, please remember:

"Don't get lost in Lie."

"You can actually carry it around without being affected?" After reading the content of the letter, Lumian's first reaction was not to be delighted with the function of "Lie" Attunement for his needs, but to marvel that this Mystical Item and Negative Effect were weaker than he imagined.

You must wear it to amplify your emotions!

In other words, Lumian can be placed in a bag, wallet or other container and carried with you all the time without suffering any side effects.

Compared with "Lie", "Dignity" has to be submerged in spirits, making it quite troublesome to retrieve and store. "Torture" will inevitably be affected as long as it is carried.

After sighing, Lumian couldn't help but laugh at himself:

"Why is it Negative Effect that affects emotions again?

"With this combination, even 'Mendicant Friar' will explode on the spot..."

The dark erosion from Contract Creature, the desire fluctuations from "Torture", and the "gifts" given by "Blood Emperor" Alista·Tudor will eventually affect the mood. Coupled with "Lie", it is definitely the effect of "1+1+1+1" greater than "4".

There were Past traumas and Pain memories. Lumian, who had just finished psychotherapy and returned to a more normal state, felt that if he didn't want to experience or show true madness and go to Abyss of Loss of Control, it would be best not to let "Torture" gloves and "Lie" work at the same time.

"'Lie' is used to participate in 'Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society', which is mainly for gatherings and communication, so 'Torture' is not needed. At other times, I have 'Face of Niser' instead of 'Lie'..." Lumian thought for a while and threw the satchel containing the "Torture" gloves on the bed.

After doing this, he picked up Silver-White's "Lie" mask and covered his face with it.

The mask suddenly melted, Mercury penetrated into Lumian's skin, and wrapped his head.

In the blink of an eye, everything began to reorganize, and Lumian's contour lines and facial features were quickly adjusted.

Soon, the silvery white liquid seemed to be completely absorbed and seemed to evaporate on its own. Lumian's skin color became normal, much whiter than before.

Then, his body suddenly became shorter, and White Shirt was stretched tight by his bulging chest.

Lumian lowered his head, examined it for a few seconds, and said silently to himself, "Shortening and heightening can only be within 10 centimeters..."

"I used to be 1.76 meters tall, only 8 centimeters taller than Aurora, but now I'm 1.81 meters tall. Well, the 3 centimeter difference is not bad. Most people can't see it. Moreover, whether you are a man or a woman, it is very normal to find special shoes to make yourself look taller...

"The voice can also Imitation, it is part of the real Change self..."

Lumian, dragging his baggy pants and wearing a tight shirt, walked out of Room 207, walked into Washroom, and cast his eyes on Mirror there.

A beautiful girl is reflected in the mirror. She has long and thick Blond Hair, light blue and shiny Eyes, a tall and delicate nose and medium-thick red lips, as bright as Sunlight in the morning.

The details of her facial features and the lines of her face were still being fine-tuned, and it took dozens of seconds before they were completely finalized.

Lumian stared blankly at the girl in the mirror, her eyes gradually softened, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

After a few seconds, he laughed softly, "Long time no see, Aurora."

Franca, who returned from Springwater Street, opened the door of Apartment 601's room lightly.

What caught her eyes was a face exactly like her own:

Linen-Colored ponytail, bright and smiling Lake-Colored Eyes, brown eyebrows flying into the temples, red and thin lips...

Franca tensed up and blurted out. "Who are you and why are you pretending to be me?"

That Franca also pointed at her and said, "Who are you and why are you pretending to be me?"

Franca laughed angrily and wrapped the "spider silk" she quietly released when she spoke just now around the fake and shoddy product.

With a sudden leap, a red flame emerged, igniting the invisible threads around it.

Franca suddenly understood and pointed at the fake Franca and said, "You six-eared macaque, you are here to pretend to be me!"

The face of the fake Franca squirmed and changed back to that of Lumian.

His body grew taller as a result.

After taking off the earrings "Lie", Lumian curiously asked, "What is a macaque with six ears?"

Franca hesitated and wanted to cover it up, but then he remembered that Lumian already knew everything he needed to know, and there was no need to hide this small detail.

She immediately replied, "My Older Sister and your Homeland have many myths and legends. The six-eared macaque is one of them. It can hear all your secrets and become exactly like you."

Without waiting for Lumian to respond, Franca asked excitedly, "Have you got Mystical Item that can change your appearance and body?"

"Didn't you see that I was injured?" Lumian raised his left palm wrapped with several white Bandage, "I took the Commission from 'Justice' Lady and helped her get something from Fourth Level of the Catacombs. The reward is this, 'Lie'."

While speaking, Lumian tossed the earring-shaped Mystical Item with his right hand.

"That's right." Franca guessed yesterday that Lumian going to Catacombs was probably arranged by "Tarot Club", so he didn't ask further questions in front of Jenna.

She asked curiously, "What is it?"

Lumian thought about it and found that no matter it was "Magician" Lady, "Justice" Lady, or "Hella" Lady, he did not ask himself to keep it secret, so he directly replied, "'Samaritan Woman Spring' spring water."

"Is there really 'Samaritan Woman Spring'?" Franca was shocked.

She had also read those messy Mysticism magazines of Trier, heard rumors about "Samaritan Woman Spring", and went to Catacombs to specifically find the one named by the administrators, but found nothing magical about it.

"Yes." Lumian said after careful consideration, "Catacombs Depths is related to Fourth Epoch and Trier."

"Is it magical?" Franca Eyes asked brightly.

Lumian glanced at her:

"It's magical, but it's only magical for Beyonder of 'Corpse Collector', 'Warrior' and 'Sleepless'Pathway. If you want to give it a try, there is only one result, that is to forget who you were, forget the Homeland you have been talking about, and become a real Trier Witch from now on."

Franca shuddered and shook his head subconsciously:

"What's the difference between that and death?"

She stopped asking about "Samaritan Woman Spring" and said enthusiastically, "Can you change into 'Muggle'? Let me see."

Lumian looked at Franca for a few seconds, and finally put on the Silver-White earrings again.

Soon, Aurora wearing White Shirt, Black Waistcoat, and simple trousers appeared in front of Franca.

"Wow!" Franca exclaimed, "It's more beautiful than I imagined!"

"Is this the point?" Lumian asked in Aurora's voice.

Franca smiled sheepishly:

"I don't know how close this is to the real 'Muggle', but we all pretend to be it when we get together, so that's enough."

Lumian changed back to its original appearance, and while taking off the "Lie" earrings, he said, "I have already written to 'Hella' Lady. She said that she will notify me at the next party and take me there."

Franca looked back with a little disappointment:

"Then I don't have to worry about it. Well, I'll tell you about the different ways of gathering and the characteristics of Society members..."

It wasn't until noon that Franca finished his "make-up lessons".

Seeing Lumian preparing to leave, she hesitated and said, "Um, can you, can you become like me again?"

Lumian frowned in confusion but did not refuse.

Not long after, with a reference object, he accurately transformed into another Franca.

Franca stared at his face, seeming a little intoxicated.

Suddenly, she stretched out her right hand and touched Lumian's cheek.

"Hey!" Lumian took a step back.

Franca woke up and said with a smile, "The feeling of the real person and the photo of Mirror are different.

"However, I always feel that you are still a little bit worse, but I can't say what is wrong."

"Charm is missing Women?" Lumian thought for a second and asked with a smile.

"Maybe." Franca breathed out and watched Lumian walk towards the door.

As soon as Lumian opened the door, he heard this "Pleasure Witch" shouting from behind, "Fuck, were you just scolding me in a subtle way?

"What Women's Charm!"

Breeze Ballroom, Lumian As soon as they sat down, Sakota came closer with a wanted notice and said, "Those black dogs have been asking questions about it these past two days."

Lumian glanced at it and found that it was his wanted order.

He smiled nonchalantly:

"It's okay, let them find it."

Sakota didn't say much and instead reminded Lumian:

"Boss wants you to go to Springwater Street today."

What else is going on? Lumian nodded in thought.

It was almost evening when he arrived at Memorial Hall District Springwater Street Number 11.

Lawn here seems to have been damaged, and the hall filled with weapons and armor was seriously damaged.

After meeting Gardner·Martin, Lumian did not hide his doubts:

"What happened?"

Gardner·Martin, whose face seemed to be overflowing with brilliance, smiled slightly and said, "After the last incident of 'Werewolf', they made a sneak attack and were repulsed, so they suffered some losses."

"Rose School" finally fell into Boss's trap? Lumian didn't want to say more when seeing Gardner·Martin, so he asked instead, "Boss, what do you want from me?"

Gardner·Martin took out an exquisite invitation:

"Count Puyver invites you to his Red Swan Castle salon this weekend."

Red Swan Castle? Lumian frowned slightly.