The charlatan's instructions

Jenna looked at the Gold Coin in the little boy's hand, and found that the man's head on it was very strange, and he was actually wearing a crown.

"Isn't this Felkine?" she asked in confusion.

The little boy smiled and said, "This is Pound, which is more valuable than Gold Louis."

"You are not from Intis?" Jenna was stunned for a while, but then felt that there was nothing wrong.

The little boy's outline and appearance are somewhat different from those of the locals.

"I am Loenian." The little boy with neatly combed light yellow hair answered truthfully.

Jenna didn't ask any further. After all, whether Lucky Gold Coin is Pound or Gold Louis does not affect its actual function.

After what happened last time, she had great trust in this little boy's ability to bring good luck.

She looked at the other person, waiting for the follow-up.

The little boy put Lucky Gold Coin back in his pocket without any intention of paying it in advance.

He pointed to the ground and said, "At ten o'clock tonight, you walk into Underground Trier from the entrance here. As long as there is a road ahead, keep going to Depths until you meet Underground River.

"Then, find a place Concealment nearby, wait until the first person passes by, and take away all the items on him.

"You can't tell anyone what you're going to do or where you're going until you've finished this."

Going to Underground purely based on feeling and relying on luck to find prey? Jenna felt that the little boy's words had the "magic temperament" that Charles said.

As for how to remove all the items from the target, she can only think of one way:

Through battle, control the opponent!

Jenna knew that this little boy should be the best in his side Beyonder, so he agreed without hesitation:

"Okay."

The little boy smiled:

"When you get those items and hand them over to me, I will pay Lucky Gold Coin as a reward."

"What do you call me? Where should I find you then?" Jenna knew that the other person was not an ordinary little boy and unconsciously used a more respectful tone.

The little boy muttered and replied, "You can call me Will. When you talk to me like this, it seems that I am very mature. I am only in elementary school!"

"When the time comes, you will naturally meet me."

Is it the kind of natural Beyonder mentioned in Occult Gathering, who is indeed young but has outstanding abilities? Jenna had a certain association, followed the other party's intention, and responded with a smile, "Okay, Will."

Will waved his hand and said, "You can go."

But I just plan to have lunch in Café diagonally behind you... Jenna muttered and changed direction, planning to go back to White Coat Street to look for food.

After walking for more than ten meters, she couldn't bear her curiosity and looked back at the Iron-Black Gas Streetlamp pole.

The strange little boy Will is no longer there.

Jenna looked carefully and found that the other party had entered Café next to him, sat on the booth by the window, and watched with bright eyes as Waiter brought a cup of three-ball Ice Cream.

What a child...Jenna looked away and sighed secretly.

Financial District, within Trier Arts Center.

Lumian, who had speculated, once again came up with Tea-Brown's "Mystery-Peering Glasses".

He put on this Mystical Item again without hesitation or fear.

What he saw just now was mainly the exhibition hall, and Washroom was separated from it by a long corridor.

In the familiar feeling of dizziness, the picture of Oil Painting in front of Lumian became strangely Change.

The faces on the naked Women turned their eyes at the same time, looking at Lumian in different ways.

Lumian I suddenly felt that somewhere on the roof that overlapped with the sky, a long distance away from hetushu. com. com, there was a creature staring at me, and trying to Transmigration obstruct it, approaching at high speed.

Almost at the same time, the blurred face of That One Women on Oil Painting gradually became clear, showing her original appearance:

The brown eyes are erratic, the brown hair is disheveled, the face is plump, and the temperament is withdrawn...

Lumian recognizes her, she is the former tenant of Golden Rooster Inn, Miss That One Mannequin Safali!

She is also the Lover that Playwright Gabriel is pursuing so hard!

As Safali's face became clear, the surroundings of Lumian became blurry, as if one face after another was about to emerge from Oil Painting or the void.

He suddenly took off the "Mystery-Peering Glasses" that was placed on the bridge of his nose, and all the Mutation disappeared instantly. Only the large and fine bumps protruding from the surface of his skin and the numerous hairs standing on end proved that something had happened before.

"Sure enough, the Mannequin of this Oil Painting is Safali...

"Although Gabriel is Ordinary Person, and there is no 'Mystery-Peering Glasses', he once slept with Safali and knew the characteristics of the other person's body, so he found traces of his own Lover when he went in and out of Washroom...

"Safali's body won't be like this Oil Painting, with so many faces that look like they were painted on, but also seem to be alive, right?"

"Gabriel weren't you afraid at that time?

"After he discovered Oil Painting based on Safali here, he encountered that kind of creature that is normally hard to see when he went back?

"The time is almost right. The glass of water on his Desk was more than a day old. He went to the art exhibition the day before yesterday... What happened to Late Night?

"After he was attacked and Corruption ed, why could he still stay at Apartment until I visited him?"

While Lumian was thinking, he turned his attention to the signature of Oil Painting:

Claude Pierre August.

Lumian knows that this Painter must not be famous, otherwise his paintings would not be hanging in the corridor outside Washroom, and it was probably added in conjunction with the "Future Impression" art exhibition.

Similarly, he also believed that since something happened to Gabriel, this Pierre might have also disappeared, and even went to "Hostel" when Safali moved away from Golden Rooster Inn.

"No matter what, let's inform 'Magician' Lady, what if there are any clues left? Otherwise, we won't be able to deal with Ordinary Person like Gabriel." Lumian didn't think about tracking down Claude on his own. Pierre August, because this requires collecting intelligence on the other party through various channels, which will take a lot of time. However, if the name and identity of the target are known, "Astrology divisions" such as "Magician" Lady should be able to quickly target That One Where Painter lives.

In addition, after Gabriel learned about Claude, Painter, Late Night was attacked. Lumian currently has much more information than him.

Lumian stared at the picture Oil Painting, and the corners of his mouth gradually turned up:

"Will you come and attack me?"

"I'm looking forward to it."

It's around nine o'clock in the evening, within No. 3 White Coat Street, Apartment 601.

Franca thought of the Witch Sect's mission and suspected that "Iron and Blood Cross Order" had made big moves recently, so he decided to find Gardner·Martin and digest "Pleasure" Potion.

Before leaving the house, she thought about how in the past she had just knocked on the door to enter and monitored her at close range. She planned to change the method this time:

First hide around Springwater Street Number 11 or in the garden or Lawn for a period of time, observe in secret for a while, and then look for Gardner·Martin.

Considering Gardner's Sequence and ability, Franca walked back to the bedroom, rummaged through the palm-sized "Primordial Witch" Statue, and put it into Hidden Pocket.

This can help her Concealment better and be less likely to be discovered by Beyond Ability.

"I'm going to Gardner." Franca waved to Jenna, opened the door and left Apartment 601.

Jenna responded and breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

She was about to go out and was a little nervous.

Franca took Hired Carriage and arrived at Springwater Street. Instead of letting Coachman stop directly at the door of Number 11's house as usual, he got off the carriage far away.

Her figure disappeared quickly and quietly approached the residence of Gardner·Martin.

She was very familiar with the environment here, and easily found the loopholes patrolled by the guards, climbed over the side wall, and fell silently into the garden.

Franca did not try to sneak into the building with the illustration book. He followed the shadow and walked around to the edge of the Lawn in front. He stood next to a Gas Streetlamp and stared at the Gray-White color three-story Villa that was still brightly lit.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Franca did not feel bored. He was very attentive in observing the figures that appeared in every window and what they were doing.

At this time, the main door of the building opened, and Butler Faustino came out accompanied by a man wearing Black Cloak.

The man was of medium height, less than 1.75 meters tall. His entire body was covered by clothes, and his specific appearance and physical features could not be seen.

Who could it be? Gardner·Martin's partner, or "Iron and Blood Cross Order" Core Member who is responsible for other areas? Franca made a mistake and muttered.

Seeing the man wearing Black Cloak walking out of the iron gate, and Butler Faustino turning back, Franca hesitated for a moment and made up his mind:

Gardner·Martin Here, unless she searched every inch by infiltration, she would not be able to find any valuable information. After all, she usually walked around openly, and the man who tricked Cloak might give her new clues and Library her unexpected gains!

Franca, who was in the Invisibility state, touched "Primordial Witch" Statue inside Hidden Pocket, and felt a little reassured.

She walked around the edge of Lawn, climbed out of the iron fence wall silently, and tracked down the Mysterious Man who had set up Black Cloak.

At the sound of ten o'clock in the evening, Jenna walked into the Underground Trier Entrance not far from Old Dovecage Theater either early or late.

She did not bring Carbide Lamp, relying on Darkvision of "Assassin". In the environment of Pitch-Black, while remembering the way she came, she continued to move forward along Tunnel purely intuitively, towards Depths.

Gradually, it became quieter and quieter around her, even deathly silent.

Jenna breathed out slowly, relieving the tension and fear in his heart.

She left the middle of Tunnel, pressed against the rock wall, and continued to move forward cautiously.

After some time, she heard the sound of running water.

After walking another seven or eight meters and going around a rock wall, she saw a small river flowing slowly in the darkness Underground.

Jenna calmed down, found a mottled Stone Pillars, and hid it behind it, blending into the rich shadow.

She did not use "Invisibility" because she was only "Witch" and could maintain this ability for a limited time, and the target did not know how long it would take to arrive.

In the dead silence Underground, the passage of time seemed to slow down, and Jenna's mental pressure gradually accumulated.

Finally, she heard the echoing footsteps.