Good luck
Lumian looked at the portrait in his hand and chuckled softly.
He never expected that the Major Arcana would so quickly figure out the Source of the rumor and discover the true nature of "I Have a Friend".
That makes sense when you think about it. The rumors started two or three months ago, before Lumian even arrived in Trier or infiltrated the "Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society." Neither "Loki" nor "I Have a Friend" felt any real threat, so they were naturally unrestrained when playing pranks. No matter how cautious or careful they were, they couldn't have gone this far, and it was inevitable that some traces would be left behind.
For other Beyonder, it would be extremely difficult to detect such traces, but Lady Justice is High-Ranking Being in the "Spectator" Pathway, which is the "Psychiatrist" Pathway. She not only has a thorough understanding of "I Have a Friend's" various abilities, but also completely restrains him.
Even if the person actually taking action wasn't the holder of this Major Arcana, her partner Susie could still accomplish the task brilliantly, because in Lumian's mind, this Lady was at least Sequence 5 of the "Psychiatrist" Pathway, just one step away from becoming Half-God.
Gazing at the portrait of "I Have a Friend"—a man with Gold-Rimmed Glasses, freckles, a thin face, and short brown hair parted in a side parting— Lumian stroked the paper, a slight smile playing on his lips, and murmured to himself, "Everything that goes by leaves a trace..."
Those who cannot control their urge to do evil will eventually be found.
He took the portrait and, before Anthony Reid, who was often away from home and rarely returned, had left the Golden Rooster Inn, knocked on the door of room 305.
"Keep an eye out for this person; he's likely a Doctor or a medical researcher." Lumian showed the sketch to Anthony Reid, who was dressed as a clerk.
He then briefly described "I Have a Friend" at the party and a few of his representative pranks, before earnestly asking, "Where would someone like that be hiding?"
Anthony Reid sighed and said, "I'm a ' Psychiatrist,' not a ' Seer.'"
"You said he demonstrated a great deal of medical knowledge at gatherings?"
After receiving Lumian's affirmative reply, Anthony Reid thought for a moment and said, "In a party full of pranks, the various details that the Beyonder of the ' Spectator ' Pathway displays are probably details that he wants you to remember, not his true image, and may even be the opposite."
"I suspect that ' I Have a Friend ' isn't actually Doctor, but has sufficient knowledge of medicine and has accumulated a wealth of expertise."
It wasn't actually Doctor... The "Magician" Lady's letter also mentioned not to limit the search to the Doctor community... m. hetushu. com. com But that would make millions of people in Trier suspects... Lumian was both relieved and troubled.
Anthony Reid added two sentences:
"Such an inhumanly inclined person with sufficient intelligence may harbor a penchant for challenging dangers and enjoys making fun of others. Perhaps it won't be long before he pulls another Clown, mocking all his pursuers."
The premise is that he didn't know several Half-God were watching this matter... After watching Anthony Reid hurriedly leave, Lumian turned and headed towards White Coat Street.
He had originally planned to ask Lugano Toscano, the prospective "Doctor," if he recognized the person in the portrait, but it was too early; the Mill Ballroom wasn't open yet, and he didn't know where that guy lived.
No. 3 White Coat Street, Apartment 601.
Franca had already woken up, as she had also received her Major Arcana letter and was discussing possible directions for the investigation with Jenna.
"We can't Commission too many Information Broker to search, that would easily alert ' I Have a Friend ' and cause them to change their appearance or leave Trier," Franca reminded Lumian.
Lumian nodded slowly and said, "On our own, there's almost no hope of finding someone like that in Trier..."
"Isn't there Anthony too?" Franca winked at Lumian, meaning there were all the Licensed Beyonder in Trier.
"Yes, I'll help too," Jenna said.
Lumian hummed in agreement, intending to start with the Doctor as planned.
In the afternoon, Jenna arrived at Market Avenue and waited for the Public Carriage at the bus stop.
Today she wore a Ivory Long Dress, a light brown straw hat with a few fabric flowers to shield her from the Sunlight, and her Brownish Yellow hair and hair were tied into a simple bun at the back of her head, with the rest hanging down naturally.
She wasn't wearing Makeup, her face was very clean, and her blue Eyes, though lacking the contrast of dark lines, made her look even sweeter.
Jenna boarded Public Carriage and traveled to District 7, which is the Spa District.
This area is located west of the Observatory District. It has a nice environment and is home to many wealthy people. The Boss the now-bankrupt Goodwell Chemical Factory used to live here, as did the White Swan Hotel where Charlie worked as an apprentice Waiter.
The Spa District also has many famous museums and is known as the "museum district". The Delta, Trier's largest and most formal Asylum Delta, is located next to one of the spas.
Jenna was going to visit the Underground Singer who had taken good care of her, the "Exaggerated Woman" That One had been Stinger Gang by Margot of the Stingers gang, suffered physical and mental trauma, left the Market District, and moved into Asylum.
After Lumian killed Margot, Jenna sought her out to tell her the good news, and then visited her regularly.
Jenna herself didn't have much money and was preoccupied with paying off her debts, so she couldn't do much for her friend. Later, she earned 5,000 Felkine in one go during Lumian's Hunting for the Parish Priest. With the two compensations and various incomes, she had more than 7,500 Felkine left after paying off all her debts except for Franca.
Because Franca's repayment pressure was minimal, Jenna was finally able to spare some money to send That One former "Exaggerated Woman" to the Delta Asylum was significantly better in terms of facilities, environment, Doctor, and Nurse.
She would visit the patient every now and then, partly to pay the medical bills, and partly to show the Doctor and Nurse that the Patient had relatives and friends who cared about her, and that someone would stand up for her if anyone dared to bully her.
Jenna stepped off the Public Carriage, put on a brown straw hat, and walked along a rather lively and bustling street.
After a few steps, she saw a seven or eight-year-old boy standing alone by the roadside.
The little boy had chubby cheeks, wore a suit that resembled that of a little gentleman, and had his light yellow hair neatly combed.
Noticing the little boy's confused look, Jenna Past, bent down, and kindly asked, "Are you lost from your family? Do you need me to take you to the Police Station, or should I just call the Police?"
The little boy, wearing a white shirt with a Mercury-Colored tie, sighed and said, "I'm not lost. It's just that a woman who likes to drink asked me for a favor, but I don't know how to help, and it seems a bit dangerous over there, so I have to wait here."
Over there... Jenna glanced in the direction the little boy was pointing and sensed he was referring to the Memorial Hall District, the Market District, or the Botanical Garden District.
"Why do we have to wait here to get help?" Jenna couldn't understand the child's thinking.
The chubby little boy sighed again:
"I don't know why, my gut feeling told me to do it."
At this point, he raised his head, looked at Jenna, and gave her a pitiful expression:
"Could you buy me an Ice Cream? It's so hot in Trier!"
"That One about the Lady who likes to drink and asked for your help?" Jenna asked, both puzzled and cautious.
The little boy looked around and said, "After I said I'd wait here, she went off to find somewhere to drink by herself."
This is so irresponsible! What if the child gets lost? Jenna couldn't help but frown.
The little boy said longingly again, "You can buy Ice Cream from this Café, that way I can eat Ice Cream and wait inside without worrying about getting lost."
Since Jenna was financially well-off recently, she hesitated for a few seconds and asked, "What flavor do you want?"
"Vanilla flavor!" the little boy answered quickly and loudly.
Jenna then spent 1 Felkine) to buy the little boy a Vanilla Ice Cream at the nearby Café.
The little boy sat by the window, accepting the Ice Cream with his face beaming with joy.
Thank you, you'll have good luck!
Jenna ignored the man's thanks. After seeing the little boy intently eating his Ice Cream, she quickly left, found the patrolling police officers, and told them there was a lost child in the Café ahead.
After confirming that the two officers had entered the Café, Jenna breathed a sigh of relief and continued walking briskly forward.
Not long after, she arrived at the Delta Asylum.
The Asylum is located next to a hot spring. Behind the wall is a three-story gray-blue building with Annex Building. The building is surrounded by lush green Lawn bathed in Golden Sunlight and many exercise equipment. The environment is very nice.
Jenna was able to meet her friend without any problems.
That former "Exaggerated Woman" had short, ear-length hair, a clean face, and peaceful Eyes, just like any other female Patient. She looked no different from a normal person.
When Jenna chatted with her, she often had the illusion that the other person was not sick or crazy, but Jenna was also very clear that once she was stimulated, she would immediately enter a manic state, harming herself and others.
After chatting for nearly half an hour, Jenna walked out of the designated meeting room and prepared to leave.
As she walked along the outer corridor, she turned her gaze to the window.
On a lush green Lawn, twenty or thirty mental Patient were either strolling slowly, lost in thought, or leaning against trees, basking in the Sun, or gathered together, whispering amongst themselves about something unknown.
They behaved much like normal people.
Jenna glanced around casually, preparing to look away.
Just then, she saw a figure wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown.
The figure was over 1.75 meters tall, with short brown hair parted in a 3/7 ratio. His Linen-Colored Eyes were mostly hidden by Gold-Rimmed Glasses, and his face was noticeably thin with many freckles. At this moment, he was basking in the Sunlight, pacing back and forth on the green Lawn, as if pondering some Philosophy question.
Jenna's pupils dilated suddenly.
This, this is "I Have a Friend"!