The Red House

Gray-White The door of the old house is ajar and can be opened without Key.

It was a mess inside, with debris scattered everywhere, as if it had been robbed.

Valentine looked around and said, "Someone has moved valuable items here."

He saw that several rooms on the first floor had their doors open and empty, and there were traces of heavy boxes on the ground.

"We are still too late. That Commissioner's companion should have noticed something abnormal and been transferred in advance." The mixed-race Imre breathed out.

The "Purifier" people spread out and started searching in this small space.

Not long after, Angoulême picked up a few White Paper that had fallen on the edge of the stairs, lifted them up, and looked at Sunlight carefully.

Then, he took out one of the sheets and quickly scrawled on it with the half-cut pencil he carried.

Some traces gradually became prominent, and several complete Vocabulary were outlined:

"Albert Goncourt...Underground...Riot... time..."

"Albert Goncourt..." Imre looked at Paper in Deacon's hand and frowned unconsciously.

Albert Goncourt was the planner of the Trier riot six years ago, one of the leaders of the "Carbonari" and the leader of the largest Anti-Government Armed Forces group.

Angoulême said nothing and signaled the team members to continue working.

After completing the search on the first and second floors, they followed the stairs to the low cellar.

At the end of the cellar there is a door made of black iron with a lock cylinder of Brass-Colored.

Angoulême patted the Gray-White-colored Humanoid Machine who was following him, and placed the brass Key obtained from Celia Bello on its right palm.

Immediately afterwards, Angoulême turned several knobs on Humanoid Machine.

Gray-White Color Machine The High-Energy Phlogiston backpack behind the man spewed out more White Fog. They drove the dull machine forward step by step, inserting the brass Key into the lock core according to the preset height.

Seeing such a scene, the mixed-race Imre said sincerely, "Deacon, you are really Tribunal, no, the whole Church, the person who likes to use machines to create things the most."

Angoulême glanced at Subordinate, who had always been a bit casual, and said, "I don't mind if it's produced by 'God of Steam and Machinery' Church, I only care if it's easy to use."

"Machine only needs to be repaired or replaced if it breaks. If you break it, I will have to approve Compensation, and you will have to face the tears of your relatives and friends."

Several "Purifier" could hear the hidden meaning of love in Deacon's words, and they all smiled and turned their attention to the Gray-White-colored Humanoid Machine.

That is to say, this thing can only be used to move things, hammer nails, and can barely walk and run. It cannot do any refined or mental operations, and its sustainability is not enough. Otherwise, they can save a lot of trouble.

Click, the Machine man twisted the Key of Brass-Colored and pushed open the heavy door of Iron-Black.

A thin mist suddenly surged to the door, constantly Distortion the body, highlighting one face after another that seemed real and like a rubbing.

Those faces were made of white mist, full of malice and Pain.

They bit Curse's Humanoid Machine creation frantically as it opened the door, but the other party remained unmoved.

The brilliant Sunlight fell one after another, quickly clearing away the fog behind the black iron gate.

As the fog disappeared, the specific appearance there appeared in the eyes of Valentine and others.

It was a small sacrificial site, with a half-height platform made of gray and black stones in the middle.

After repeatedly confirming that there were no hidden dangers, Angoulême walked in with the Machine.

He saw that the top of Gray-Black Altar should have been inlaid with something, but it had now been removed, leaving only a shallow and narrow mark.

"A Ring?" Angoulême began to guess in a low voice.

Market District, No. 3 White Coat Street, Apartment 601 entrance.

In the bright Sunlight, Franca was wearing an exquisite Flowers shirt with a lot of lace on the collar and cuffs and her favorite Ivory breeches. She was wearing a pair of slippers and looked at Lumian and said, "Why are you here again?"

Without waiting for Lumian to respond, she raised her hand and said, "If you become like 'Muggle', I will welcome you!"

Lumian forced his way into the room, glanced around and said, "I have something to ask you."

"What's going on?" Franca was inexplicably timid, "Can't you just wait for the party? There should be one next week."

Lumian laughed:

"Do you want to go to Chaillot or that Red House Café?"

"That Red House Café who often holds Women's Revelry Party?" Franca asked in surprise.

Oh, I remembered it right away. You talk about it often, right? Lumian responded with a smile:

"Yes."

Franca shook his head:

"Forget it, just think about it. There is no need to really go. That would be too decadent. I have to control myself and not indulge in desires or completely indulge myself."

Speaking of this, she looked at Lumian and said in a critical tone, "You don't want to pretend to be Women and sneak into the happy party just because you have 'Lie' and the transformation illusion, do you want to experience it?"

Lumian mocked back:

"Did you really think about it before you thought I was going to do this?

"Something serious!"

After recounting another failure of "Rose School" and his worries, he said, "That so-and-so of 'Bliss Society' said that they have been in contact with ' The members of Moment Society' and 'Narcissus Society', that is, Participant of Red House Women's Revelry Party, want to develop them into believers of 'Mother Tree of Desire'.

"If we follow this line, we might be able to find the 'Bliss Society' and 'Core Member's who rose up with Concealment. We should at least kill Miple Meyer and those who know the approximate plan of Suzanne Mattis."

"Besides, this can't be left to Official Beyonder. Once you ask what the picture book is about, you will be exposed." Franca nodded lightly.

She then said with a serious and solemn face, "Since it's business, I must go."

After saying that, she was full of energy and asked with high spirits, "When are you going? Do you know the time of the party and the conditions for invitation?"

"This is the purpose of today. You go to Red House Café to drink coffee for one to two hours and show Women in a subtle way. Charm, see if it will attract same-sex chats, or observe the guests there, find Women who is suspected of being a happy party Participant, take the initiative to chat, establish contact, and lay the foundation for subsequent in-depth understanding." Lumian Although anxious, he still knows that this kind of thing must not be rushed, and must be done step by step according to a certain process.

Franca nodded heavily:

"No problem."

Lumian took out the silver necklace-shaped "Lie", handed it to Franca and said, "You can use it to change your hair color and eye color, fine-tune your facial features, in short, you can't go with your true appearance, what if Maipu Meier is Concealment in the dark? I can recognize you Old Dovecage Theater's current Boss at a glance!"

As soon as Franca put on "Lie", he couldn't wait to say, "Let's go now!"

Lumian raised the corner of his mouth:

"I forgot to tell you that this Mystical Item and Negative Effect amplify the wearer's emotions."

"Uh..." Franca was stunned for a moment, "No wonder I suddenly became anxious!"

Lumian smiled and added, "Emotions that are not there in the first place will not be amplified."

"..." Franca gritted his teeth and said, "My desire to punch you has also been magnified."

Lumian no longer laughs, but seriously explains the functions and precautions of "Lie".

Franca walked in front of Full-Length Mirror and saw that his hair inside was quickly turning black, his pupils looked Deep Brown, his skin became more delicate, and his lines became softer.

Compared with her original flamboyant beauty, she is now a little more calm and appears more mature. Her facial features tend to be more delicate, and the overall appearance has an indescribable charm.

Franca stared blankly at the figure in the mirror and didn't speak for a long time.

"It's very different from your real appearance, but you're pretty enough, Charm." Lumian commented pertinently.

He originally wanted to say that there is Charm with Witch, but he still chose not to irritate Franca.

Franca suddenly came to his senses, silently changed into a pair of non-red boots, and walked towards the door step by step.

After entering the corridor, she really woke up and glanced at Lumian next to her:

"You gave me 'Lie', how do you disguise yourself as Women and rely on that transformation illusion?"

"Who said I want to pretend to be Women?" Lumian replied funny.

He took Franca to the new Safe House located in Nightingale Street, took out a Brownish Yellow-colored Ritual Dog Skin, and wrapped it around himself.

Immediately afterwards, he chanted in a low voice using Hermetic: "Dog!"

Gloom's light suddenly rose from Ritual Dog Skin, completely enveloping Lumian inside.

In a blink of an eye, there was a big dog with Brownish Yellow fur in the room.

Franca, who has black hair and brown eyes, looked a little stunned.

She finally understood how Lumian wanted to monitor Red House Café's situation!

After a while, Franca asked curiously, "What does it feel like to become a big dog?"

"You really don't have any psychological burden?"

Brownish Yellow The big furry dog gave Franca a blank look and opened its mouth:

"Woof!"

Are you stupid? Do you think dogs can talk and answer your questions?

Franca said "tsk", took the Brownish Yellow big dog that Lumian turned into, hired a Hired Carriage, and headed to Chaillot Town located to the west of Lavigny Docks.

Along the way, Lumian wanted to bite this guy several times, because from time to time she curiously touched the big dog's fur, belly and head, trying to find out what was different from a real dog.

More than an hour later, the four-wheeled two-seater carriage stopped outside Chaillot Town.

When Franca paid the fare for 2 Felkine, Lumian jumped off on his own, pretended to be a strange dog that had nothing to do with the other party, and looked for Red House Café on the street filled with the smell of fermented grapes.

Soon, he arrived at the house near East Lonyay Forest.

It is not completely red, but has a gorgeous, Mushrooms-like red roof. The main body of the building is Ivory, and there are multiple graffiti in bold colors on the walls.

Lumian found a place to lie down near the gate of Red House Café, and quietly watched Franca walk in as a black-haired beauty.